We are permacultured children of our

Elder Gods and Goddesses.

The Goddess voice within,

nurturing our peace-filled hearts.

The God voice without

speaking through rhythms and patterns

frequencies and functions,

metrics and symbols,

longings and belongings,

longing before language

even before sight,

when “Other”s voice

covered mind-filled aptic Being.

 

The God voice says

“I am not Other!”

The Goddess voice reminds

“Shall we regenerate each Other?”

 

And, so it is we rejoin our Elder pilgrimage

conclude our Yangish detour,

re-connect the Oracles

from whom we descend

toward whom we ascend

through left/right-brained research mission accomplishing.

 

To comprehend our meaning

we would understand positive purpose

dis-covering Other’s logos voice

re-ligioning

re-joining what deduction temporarily,

spatially,

dismantled,

a necessary dominance now outgrown,

toward optimizing comprehensive integrity

of synergy with love,

longing with belonging,

God voice with Goddess graced ecology of mythos,

Yang with Yin.

 

To re-member RNA’s prime temporally unfolding code

where +U was God

and -C is always Goddess

is not idolatry

so much as Elder Wisdom worship.

 

We are a polycultured bicameral species

re-covering our sanity,

sustained Golden Rule replacing

pledged allegiance:

I respond with and to others,

regardless of species,

whether I am predisposed to them as “positive” or “negative,”

whether they are alive in this moment,

or in the past,

or in the future,

as I want to be inclusively,

resiliently,

equitably

and sustainably treated,

I interdependently and integrally develop our economy,

an ecology of positive vocation and play

communication and comprehension

optimizing our potential abun-dance

as globally polycultured

and eco-balanced players

and singers,

story-tellers and dancers.

 

Listening to my adolescent sons

I learn to see their world,

an unfairly disturbing alienating place

that has no space or grace for them,

a dirty duty toxic bug-filled threat

best kept outside locked door

with interior womb-like lit by world-wide monitor

and games for joining with each other

this tournament of vast cooperation.

Where “I” am U

and U can -C “me.”

 

No time to hide,

the God and Goddessed Elders

are justly remembering

their mutually dancing roots.

 

When hungry [+0=Yang],

dig for tender roots [-1=Yin].

As U becomes C

and C becomes U

graceful dance of generativity.