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Cooperative StoryListening Proposal

I would like to hear and see
how and why you live,
when and where you prefer to die,

I would like to touch and taste
who and what you think and feel
is your greenest dreamed sanctuary
without imagined ultra-violet capital limits
and with secured and sufficient communion
for your most economic
and political
and ecological
and theologically robust lifeline.

This future HealthSanctuary Search
is for any visionary who might want to live personally and politically
more ecologically downscale
and slow-grown organic reorganization
and less economically patriarchal dependent-scaled
and fast-grown violent
stressing
and straining military-industrial mobilization.

This Sanctuary Search
is for those longing for communion ecologies,
more than eulogies,
although both can be good and left and right
appropriate to inside ego theologies
of healthy pruning gods
and nurturing goddesses reunited
reweaving LeftYang and RightYin transubstantiating fabrics
speaking reductive Earth
within universally inductive Heavens,
icons of sacred hybrid spacetime in-between
journeys toward HealthTipping Sanctuary’s
multicultural destinies.

For individuals and families,
WinWin naively young
on through resilient Wise GreeningElders,
longing for organic community wanna-be permacultural gardeners
longing for ego- and eco-therapeutic Home Schools
for positive energy democratic education
and green advocate cultural re-education,
and longing for RightBrain dominant creators,
activists,
designers,
sculptors,
story-tellers and listeners and followers and bloggers and sloggers,
musicians,
dancers,
ShoutOut comedians and rappers,
spacetime occupiers

Belonging to Green Sanctuary Movements,
locally egoed
and globally ecoed
with revolutionary room enough even for a drama queen or two
or even more,
practicing turn-taking and divine listening,
then speaking queenly green.

Sanctuary for preachers and teachers
and parents who prefer to childlike listen
and practice non-violent communication apprenticeships
perpetually being
and coincidentally doing
and cooperatively non-violent growing
WinWin green ecological economic Sanctuary CovenantShips
and pedestrian restoring rituals.

Then, after listing and listening
to your future sanctuary dreams,
I would like to help us together incarnate
green cooperative households
and gardens,
urban through rural farms filled with mutual home-holders
enjoying Earth’s outdoor green Sanctuary Cafe
with open mic nights and days
producing positive energy podcasts,
liturgical nutritional broadcasts
of healthy green sanctuary plants
with WinWin networking
root restoring systems,
eco-centrically wealthy
green listening casts
celebrating EarthHealth SpeakOut Sanctuaries,
earthy sanctity

Periodically proposing locally grown rituals
cooperatively thought and felt and imagined
Called out global green.

I would like to hear and see
how and why we live most robustly
in-between when Earth
and Heaven where
EarthTribe prefers to never die.

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Democratic Sanctuaries v Republican Industry

“Our schools are…factories,
in which the raw materials– [Win/Win hopeful] children–
are to be shaped…into products…
The specifications for manufacturing
come from the [pre-millennial] demands
of 20th century [corporate] civilization,
and it is the [competition] business of the school
to build its [robotic white] pupils
according to the [nature wins so spiritual loses] specifications
laid down [by naturally unspiritual disorder].
Dean Ellwood P. Cubberly
Stanford University School of [Fundamentally White] Education
1898

This does feel dated;
A caricature of post-millennial green ecoschools
for healing Earth
as a whole blue/green red-blooded therapeutic system,
sacred ecological home for plants
and ecotherapeutically cooperative people,
resilient bicameral students,
cooperative deep learning robust listeners
to outdoor theological classroom voices
singing more resonantly
restoring ego’s inside harmonic peace
through ecojustice Voices.

Because we passionately disagree with 1898
Big patriarchal robotic incorporated Win/Lose propaganda places
against active and creative multicultural Win/Win integrity,

We also agree with deep learning green STEAM outside classroom models
for healthier
more resilient
more nature-spirit integral education
for allied EarthTribe integrity,
secular/sacred learning solidarity.

We would please our democratic selves more
running cooperatively away
from Bored with MisEducation platforms
and dualistic personalnature v publicspirit loyalty parties

We will do resiliently better health care
giving and receiving
re-celebrating choices for multicultural climate health
over more and more toxic public storm and terror patterns,
Business as uncooperatively unusual outside
while approaching 2020 more vigorously Left with Right aware,
by letting go of 1898 LeftBrain ego dominance inside.

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Improved Listening

Images
have integrity
and/or negative trending decomposition.

If ecosystems
have naturally bleak unkindness
of Lose/Lose economies
then matriarchal birthing systems
have spiritual kindness;
both colder-darker dissonance
and warmer WinWin confluence.

Creative images
are more synonymous with regeneration
revival
resilience
resonant compassion,
polypathic
polycultural outcome trends

And more or less antonyms,
autonomously disassociated from,
not speaking with or as or from or for
violence and WinLose aggression,
degeneration,
NegativEnergy hatred
headed toward LoseLose pathological outcomes
for all life-forests
and oceans
and WiseElder growth seasons.

Creative images
steer clear of inside voices
speaking dissonance and war-mongering,
fundamentally plutocratic monocultural fascism,
Hell instead of reweaving Gaian Holy Paradise.

Which may be why
military retribution
and domestic violent strategies
sometimes feel WinLose strategically plausible
for outcomes egocentrically desired,
I win so you must lose

But we would never confuse such losses
with WinWin creativity
or compassion
or co-empathic trust
or co-operation
or even ultimately healthy
or resilient strategies
or economically acceptable technologies
tools
and uses of therapeutic justice tools.

Perhaps WinWin peace begins
within deep sacred ecology learning individuals
and parents and children
and teachers and preachers
religious and political leaders and co-investing followers
experiencing and exploring and sharing our mutually imaged griefs
and joys,
our Positive karmic warm memories
and Negative cold nightmares,
our enlightenments
and long hibernating
depressing
paranoid dualistic darks,

Imaging
our creativity
and our decomposing
dialectal
dissonant
Secular Left against Sacred ElderRight,

Rather than co-arising in nondual breath-dance,
surfing together,
timelessly creolizing grief and joy memories,
ZeroZoning love

Wonder
inside polypathic enculturation,
Awe
outside polyphonic scaling color

Patriarchal octave light
with matriarchal dualdark
regenerate wombs
seeds
of MotherTrees,
rebirthing our eco-forest rooting systems,
surfing healthy oceans.

Images
like iconic frames
invite nature/spirit nondual eco/theo-logical integrity
and/or negative decomposing bipolarity
of formerly kind and healthy ego/eco-balancing
climates.

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UnPublished Thoughts

Darling?

Yes dear.

Have you ever had an unpublished thought?

What does that mean?
Is this about my profligate tendencies?
Of course
You know perfectly well I’ve never been published.

No, I mean
Have you ever had a thought
that included the thought
that maybe you need not actually say it
out loud?
or even whisper it to yourself?
Whether there are other ears to eagerly listen in
or not.

No,
why would anyone think that?

Oh, I don’t know.
Maybe so those around you
would have more time and space to think
their own unpublished thoughts?

Not to change the subject,
but I have a more interesting question for you.
Have you ever had an unpublishable thought?

Oh my yes!
All my favorites.

So what would make your favorites
without value for promulgation?

If you have to ask
then I know you could not afford to buy them.

I have no idea what that even means.
Maybe an example.
What would be a favorite thought
you have never shared with anyone?

How lovely it would be
if you had more unpublished thoughts.

I’m not sure what to say.

No.
But that didn’t stop you from saying something
did it?

Is this about me thinking out loud too much?

Maybe.
But I’m sure it’s about not listening enough.

To you?

Maybe,
but certainly not listening enough to yourself.

Well that’s how I listen to myself,
by talking to myself,
or whispering, maybe, sometimes.

So then, yes,
I guess it’s about not listening enough to the silence
of my favorite unpublishable thoughts and feelings.

That sounds deeply provocative.

Only if you listen right.
Is that a silencer in your pocket?

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Graceful Piracy

What we take in each day,
what I choose to read,
to watch,
which individuals and which species I choose to listen to
and how long and closely I prefer to listen with them,
are all predicted by past nurture,
predicting future nurturing v toxic choices.

What takes me in each day
toward opulence of night,
what stories choose to become most richly mine,
which voices prefer to speak of and toward my growing identity,
these control me
when I cannot
and choose not
to control them
together,
mutually nurturing
our cooperative interdependent natures.

Taking in and out each day
and resonating pirate night.

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Bad Humors Create Victims

Good Humors Create Healers

Humorless weaponed officials
applying laws
to challenged and challenging
unarmed natures,
is like expecting a rabid rattlesnake
to advocate with and for patience,
understanding through merciful listening,
to apply active love’s empathic trust,
which no just law, or practice thereof, could prohibit.

The truth of complex situations,
so necessary to uncover for wise application of our ethical codes
for ecopolitical behaviors,
is best accessed by vulnerability of co-empathic trust,
active listening,
Basic Attendance,
as is intelligent good humor.

Loss of humor’s mutual equanimity
is an ominous spiritual and natural sign
Yet another rabid rattlesnake
with too little more moral intelligence.

If you are feeling like delivering toxic venom,
rather than inviting kindness in return,
then probably best to stay home
and curl up on a warm rock.

Hard-hearted criminal intent
to neglect and abuse others
is not softened or redeemed
by anything less or more than orthopraxis of loving kindness
with a smile, as possible.

Those who expect citizens to behave civilly,
best mentor what they would optimally hope to see
on our streets and roads
and life’s Business As Usual highways
and byways.

Front-line customer service to those suspected,
or even known,
to struggle with sociopathic tendencies,
cannot be optimally effective
by treating them to further misdemeanors of humorless
cold-blooded
sociopathic
paranoid rabidity.

Are you in our shared health business,
or in our anger/fear pathology too-busyness,
or both?
If both,
which vocation seems to bring you,
and the rest of us,
better ecopolitical outcomes?

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Genius Sorta Smells

Welcome to the integral states of up and becoming polypathologists,
tautologically
deep MindSense/BodyFeel ecologists
listening graceful co-mentors before gratefully speaking
ecoconscious evolutionaries.

Past Yang political Angers
recreate Future Yin-Fear of hated economic decomposition,
recession,
depression, etc….

Co-Arising

Past Yang-Truths
recreating Future YinYin Fertility
of WinWin healthy regenerativity.

Let us check our polypathic receptors together.

What do monocultures smell like to you?

Like death maybe?

What about monopoly of ownership and power?

Smells too hot-humid-sweaty for me.
And, not that fresh sweat either.
That old dried-in rank
building up in some dark closed airless
locked up silo of uncirculating fat deposits
for months without acknowledged end.

What about monochromatic?

Like death racing supremacist skin
and gut-burning ethno-arrogant fire.

OK then, now to brighter options.
What does polyculture smell like to you?

Like rich fertile soil
under sweet wildflower meadows
surrounded by lavender bushes
and wild cherries in my mouth
and on my dripping hands,
while stomping grapes into wine
that smells as rich and fertile as maple’s golden spring sap.

How about polymorphic fragrances?

Green grasses
and wooded forests of trees,
yet also bloody metallic-boned noses
and surfing seas
and a faint whiff of well-fed farty asses.

Hmmm. Polyhedral?

Fragrant fractal fusions of surfing saltwater
on a warm sunny day
with a cool pacific breeze
caressing my nose and eyes and ears and atlantic hair,
noticing horizons as clouds
yet also other seasonable opportunities,
reasonable dialectical dipolarity,
the equivo-ambivalent center of surf Yang Inhale
with Yin Stretching Out concave…

Sounds like a good day at the beauty beach.

No, that’s the smell of polypathy,
total genius
smells like money that’s been sea-salt stored
in a very special place
by a very special someone,
wanting to invest totally in me,
each Other,
and Earth’s full Tribal health.

Polypaths smell like healthy cooperative wealth.
To me, anyway.
How ’bout you?

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