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Ego’s Monstrous Petition

Eco had offered an operational contract
of love and synergy,
awaiting ego’s response each day,
each moment,
eager to optimize these CQI operations of karmic grace.

Over a wilting lifetime
ego implied his petitioning response:

I grow increasingly excited,
stimulated,
by this co-petitioning challenge
to frame our dissonance,
our operational riddles and puzzles,
games and logistics and strategies,
and statistical decomposition
of the odds for sustaining life,
as the perfection of hatred and fear
of death’s dissonant decay.

I petition Earth’s right to positive resolution and resonance,
as implied co-solutions and consonance
of ego with eco
to play, create, and vocation nicely together,
and this co-petition fully exercises my right of conscience,
to re-search competition for absolute freedom of independence.

This co-petition asserts our human natural guild’s lively preference
for contention over contentment,
for longing rather than belonging
for uni-lateral freedom rather than ecollateral interdependence.

Eco absorbed this richly contentious compost,
this dissembling over co-operative rights of assembly
and competition challenging cooperation’s eco-creation
as inclusively diverse recreation,
divisive of ego’s omnipotent present place in space
from eco’s multisystemic functions within time’s good seasons.

Time unfolded an eco-systemic co-tractive gift,
born of Her binomial grace,
an eco-response to mutually co-tribute with ego
gratitude for bi-cameral mutuality
and full freedom of co-scientific consciousness,
to bilaterally participate in time’s eternal moment
of ego- with eco-centric life.

Post Scripted: “After all this time and space,
co-petitions and co-operative contractions,
deductive inducements toward balancing positive space
with negative binomial time,
thank you for remembering why Right brain eco-normics
gave birth to Left brain’s ego-petitions
in our first through last breathing moment of eco-operative identity.”

Signed: Eco’s Polypathic Co-Operative

 

Note: CQI is Continuous Quality Improvement, a standard for program and contractual outcome delivery with design features for decomposition and regeneration of performance information, tied to maintaining long-term progress through morphing consumption of trend data into production of trend improvement.

 

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Love’s Occupier Manifesto

It is love, not loss, we expect,
we long for and belong with,
we seek between our brothers and our sisters,
a cooperative economic network
rather than a competitive gain-over-loss
capital-rooted value system.

Love evolves more resonantly
and nutritiously,
than fear
and hatred
and apathy
and dissonance,
yet we have planted our economy in competition,
in Win v. Lose evolutionary assumptions,
while losing is not a way to know and grow love
rather than loss,
an economy with successful outcomes
rather than a global ecology with catastrophic outcomes.

We respond to globally competitive nightmares
with locally cooperative beds we invest in,
make,
occupy,
and sleep in, together.

We grow adept permaculturally cooperative economics
and lifestyles
to spend more time developing love in local beds
and less time making war on others’ cultures.

Win-to-Lose commands aiming ballistics at others’ homes
evokes global impeachment
immediate removal of all administrative authority
save that remaining while shunned
within arrested home and garden.

Directives to violently destroy and kill
is self ex-communication,
enforced by omnipresently equivalent maintenance of
cooperative economics and governance,
revolutionary regenerative DNA.

A “free” market
cannot become possessed through monopolistic investments
in marketing;
that is an “enslavement” market
for marketing’s exploitive sake,
rather than for goodness sake.

Highest consumer values
cannot efficiently evolve and sustain life
through a lowest production cost denominator.
Producers are also consumers
are also reproducers
are also reconsumers
in a Win-Win Balancing Game Theory of economics.

Redemption economics,
like permaculture design,
unlike Business-As-Usual presumptions,
invests intentional,
logistical,
systematic notice of “lost” debris in our lives,
dissonance and disease and loss,
and insanity and unnecessary risks
to move inclusive well-loved polycultural outcomes
into the next season of planning,
the next year,
the next regenerative opportunity
to improve our egos
and other eco-positive optimization outcomes,
reducing global loss and risk and dispossession
and more interim competitive dispositions.

We plan to redeem our dispossessions over life-sustaining time,
living fully within cooperative time’s slower restraints.

We build our cooperatively informed network
of Win-Win strategies and design
to reconnect our Emperors With No Clothes
with enabling the entitlement of violence,
self-marketed monopolistic supremacist “Winners”
overlording “Losers”
on a planet of benign parasites
cooperatively evolving under Earth Rights
and naturally
evolutionary
cooperative laws and standards
of interdependent life optimization.

We exercise our preferential option
for minor league local cultures
with small pond productive consumers,
each a sustained winner together in local economies
and cooperative homes.
Tender cooperative beds
with permacultural justice heads.

A footprint is made by a shoe,
but is not the shoe itself.
Cooperative nature is made through time
but is not time herself.
An economic blueprint is made in cooperating time
to follow our ecological lives together.

We are abundant co-operativity of love we eco-respect
and integrate
with, for, and by each echoing
resolved
resonant Other.

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Family Therapy

Multisystemic feminist ecotherapists,
deeply immersed in permacultural eco-logic,
a systematic teleology of cooperative economics,
remain rarely flushed out from their camouflage.

A self-isolating,
often eremetical,
subspecies,
with shamanic nature-as-spirit tendencies,
our most articulate mentors often wander off
to pray for,
breathe and suffer and dance and sing
with Earth and all Her polyculturing species and seasons,
spaces and times,
outside glaring spotlights of media networks
and shallow soundbites.

That said,
perhaps I can share lessons from my children
about internal and external landscapes of justice
and passion,
passion for justice.

Spencer is my cooperative networking
transgenerational
post-millennial polypath.
At 18, he remains with me,
has not yet wandered off into his camouflage,
in part because I am a slow learner
in comparison to his lightning networked intuitive consciousness.

I am a more thorough and systematic teleologist,
but also ponderously detailed,
like Thomas Aquinas and Buckminster Fuller,
unwilling to leave any paradigm untouched,
producing a cooperative ecosystemic thesis
and antithesis of cognitive dissonance,
that remains undecipherable
except to those few who already speak
and hear
and feel
and see,
absorb polypathic nutritional polycultures.

What does justice look like for my 20 year old African American son
who graduated from special support services at Entitled Upper Middle Class High School
with a fourth grade cognitive and affective functionality,
no marketable skills other than his physical strength
which shows decreasing likelihood of endurance
due in part to horrid nutrition
lack of self-care
his preference to self-medicate
away from his internal dissonance.

He prefers THC,
although he is angrily aware this means state and federal employment protection laws
form a moat around his buzz,
with all the opportunities on the outside
and far too many of the long-term risks on the inside of his bleary silo of despair.

Dillen, my loyal handsome young adult son,
recognizes discrimination,
marginalization,
poverty
in comparison to outcomes for self-medicating with alcohol.
It’s a cultural thing that old people do to his Transmillennial Generation,
like declaring wars so they can learn to fight each other,
while elders suck our fat wealth deposits into
sport cars of shifty ludicrosity.

Dillen’s skills do not include multiplication,
much less division,
but he knows when justice divides his population of young adults
looking for their first jobs,
so they don’t have to live under the tyrannical oppression
of their parents.
Self-medicating with alcohol can easily pass a drug screen test
with one day notice from Human Resources,
while Dillen watches from the other side
of this divide.

Can he get through at least eight weeks without medication
that actually does seem to help him feel and think better
of and with himself,
and,
given any doubt that any of this makes any sense,
how long before he stops bothering to apply for any hope of a full life?

Dillen understands the justice and injustice of attending a horribly designed State contracted job training program,
to sit for eight unpaid training hours,
for at least four weeks,
probably six or even more,
in a summer classroom with no windows,
with 29 other ADD and ADHD medicated trainees,
to face the dismissive derision of their trainer
for being who they are,
losers who will never actually be sent through to the paid employment stage of this card-shark process,
violating perhaps every justice principle intended by the Americans with Disabilities Act,
while drawing full Job Coach Trainer pay at my tax dollar expense.

Dillen was not outraged that the State had no record of contractual oversight,
no evidence that anyone who did eventually get paid could not have done so with one week’s unpaid training,
no evidence that there were no other training contractors with the capacity to avoid violating the civil rights of those supposedly receiving a service with positive outcomes,
rather than rejection and dispossession and dismissal and further hopelessness outcomes.
Dillen was not alarmed that the Commissioner,
his own State Senator,
his US Senator,
the ACLU,
did not seem to raise so much as one eyebrow
to a misuse of public dollars and trust
with outcomes that could not even perform at the thinnest level of justice:
If you cannot do any good,
at least be sure you cause no harm.

Dillen has become used to an economic and cultural ecology
that does not include him,
and others who look and act and perform and breathe and beat their hearts,
and try to balance their bicameral hemispheres as best they can
in a “Business-As-Usual-Means-You-Do-Not Matter” environment.

So, Dillen reminds me of what I recognized long ago,
growing up gay male in a homophobic
hetero-dominant
culture.
I am reminded of what it means to have no economic right to employment
and no ecologically supported right to love,
to be valueless human nature
intrinsically mendacious
negatively deviant from all that is universally orthodox goodness,
that justice could not include any marital relationship within a Beloved Community,
could not include acceptance as a healthy soul
or body
or identity,
as the appropriate offspring of socially acceptable justice.

Dillen’s bottom line,
“If they wanted to abuse us,
then I wouldn’t have minded so much
if they were at least going to pay me.
I’ll be The Man’s whore if I have to,
but I won’t be his bitch.”

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Redeemer Howl

Forgive me
for soundly sleeping while you silently weep,
for bold breathing while you belligerently wilt,
for heart beating strong and true
without you and yours,
dust fore-given free.

Challenge us
to never swim without you,
to always win to win rich blues,
love’s lusty inclusion,
heroic trust.

Relent me
for needing to win
on backs aching with loss
for balancing harmonic dross
while children drift to sea
sons and daughters without home
except hunger to live free.

Redeem me
with my up-front birth deposit
within a more nurturent wombing sea,
no choice specific to how I might be,
or not become,
a fairly well-fed lottery ticket
avoiding your draft for violence,
ballistic anger,
seasoning sorrow
for a tomorrow without rational hope
of better than today
or last,
with all those wished-for lasts before,
your chronic path through over-populated messages
that black
and brown
and red
and victimed,
and oppressed,
and unhealthy subliminal suppressed lives do not fucking matter,
poverty trends to eat our young
to digest in tumors of rich fat deposits
before children can leaven hope to ever fly together
through a deeper embracing ecology.

Know me,
your nature’s genetic parasite
afraid of my own absorption
within our regenetic forested wild
while I sleep
to the beat
of a defenseless child
born too soon for time’s enrapture,
born without face
that splatters through dull culture’s consciousness,
no matter
if some grow fatter
while flowers fade
and next year’s seeds cease speaking
within their silo tree,
while others climb her privileged branches
to grow free.

Free me,
from this relentless suboptimizing justice,
for placing lack of empathy
where surplus of antipathy
breathed and smoldered more honestly,
relentlessly burning warrior hearts
in passioned love with eco-we,
reclaiming corporate integrity for ego-me,
free from investing in slow death silence,
quiet laissez-faire mediocrity,
free to live Earth’s incubator nest
of webbing life,
time’s space to be,
letting go of life alone at sea
to invest in fear of death as we
becoming, reconnecting me to echo Earth’s harmonic frequency,
to cosmic jazz-dance solar light of free,
with power to feel your beat as me.

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Time’s TransParent River

There is nothing weaker than water
But none is superior to it in overcoming the hard,
For which there is no substitute.
(Laotse, “Nothing Weaker Than Water”, Lin Yutang, trans.)

That weakness of mind and body overcomes strength
And unitarian co-gentleness overcomes universalist rigidity,
No Yang does not know;
No yin can put into practice.

Therefore the Sage Says:
“Who receives unto self the MLK calumny of the world
Is the preserver of an equilibrious state.
Who bears the dissonant sins of the world’s living systems
Is the resonantly full-conscious mentor within this NOW world moment.”

Straight words seem crookedly dissonant, distorted, unparadigmed.
Evolution’s Time seems revolutionary.
(Adapted from “Nothing Weaker Than Water”)

Prophecy’s weakness is lack of redemptive empowerment.

The strength of prophecy
for redemptive effectiveness
is its weakness
as culturally dissonant.
Too much dissonance is dismissed as insanity
or sainthood
or martyrdom
or suicide.

Too little dissonance is not co-prophetic
and therefore not redemptive.

This cutting edge
tipping wu-wei point of rationality
is the weakness of optimally ebbing and flowing water
as ecological synergy
as Positive Yang balancing Negentropic Yin-Yin
Win-Win
Double SpaceTime Binding Teleology.

When Yin-Water absorbs Earth,
then She becomes stagnant entropy,
chaos,
disorganized
dissonantly dismayed
unable to continue flowing,
flexing,
fluxing,
surfing.
A Universalist Yin EcoCenter
evolves as stagnant pond
what were dynamic rivers,
seasonally surfing oceans–
a Holding Space wherein Time stands relativistically
and 3-dimensionally,
still,
like a vacuum of interior landscaped atmosphere;
more likely to produce a horrific monoculture
of mold and mosquitoes
than motion
and revolutionary change.
For this we want Time’s river function,
swelling springs of Transmillennial comprehensive consciousness.

Western Business-As-Usual culture
understands love as “kindness.”
Coincidentally,
Eastern permacultural comprehensive consciousness of Time
as panentheistic and teleological “love”
evokes mutual, co-redemptive, namaste–
A Buberian mutually mentored I-Thou bow.

Love,
mutual gratitude of synergetic energy,
requires a Bucky Fuller dynamic balance
between freedom to comprehend and embrace
our eco-center in each eternal moment,
as subconscious freedom from awareness of only Ego,
our more limited Left-brain’s “small-self” center.

Kindness, and unkindness,
are gratefully, and rudely,
extended, not extended,
to ourselves as empathized “Other.”
These are ego-ionic actions
to teach us how to be more mutually generous
in each of our primal relationships
with Love’s ecological comprehension
of Time’s Yangish and Yinnish rebalancing ways.

What is fair,
within contentious issues,
is found where our mutually held eco-center points,
always wu-wei midway between
the most Yang-power value extreme
and the most Yin laissez-faire “both-and” inclusively unitarian absorbency.
Nature abhores a perfect vacuum of either Yang or Yin;
omnisciently insists on Left with Right languaged intelligence.

When we identify with a “downstream” yin position,
our underdog empathy extends to include
reaching toward increasingly marginalized and irrational
“Other” position of empathic identity.
Our eco-centric Right-brain starts from this position,
as a holonic reiteration of “Self’s” encultured history,
then flows economic and ecological “generosity”
of loving values
“upstream” toward our mutually mentored,
taught,
tautly experienced,
planted and rooted and trimmed and pulled, and encoded lexicon,
decomposed and empathized,
intuited Yang position,
looking for that tipping point boundary of the collective unconscious
wide enough to capture all synergetically oriented reiterators
racing issues through our surfing moments and lives.

Justice trickles up and out,
as well as down and in,
washing back and forth through fields of unconscious cognitive dissonance,
to emerge toward a consensus of collectively generous,
but not overly generous,
merciful,
inclusive coredeemer ecojustice.
An enculturation laundry,
but go easy on the yin-bleach.

If I lacked something of the “underdog,”
the “understory,”
the “criminal” and “crazy”
within my holonic human nature,
then my nature would be neither holonic nor human.
Yang’s “bad boy” universalist megalomania
and sociopathological ego-power
is a challenging competitive dimension
within our ego-centric,
anthropomorphic view
of evolution’s meaning;
while Yin’s ubiquitous “Other”-love as “Self,”
generosity to the extreme of unitarian self-exiting wishfulness,
is our more primal RNA holonic-cellular intelligence
of generosity’s ecological win-win scenario,
devoid of ego’s self-distinguishing,
and often dissonant,
and too loud,
and Left-brain dominant,
voice and language.

Kindness and unkindness are transactions between unequals.
Generosity and stinginess of empathy,
what eco-consciousness invites
as appropriately proportional response,
are transactions between mutual mentors
of gratitude, and lack thereof.

Differences between ego’s intended kindness
and eco’s well-practiced generosity
include a Taoist position that kindness and unkindness
are not found in nature,
although love,
as synergetic mutual gravity,
is the source of natural systems,
of bilateral life and time,
as opposed to the existence of…
well…
nothing; entropic unconsciousness.

Kindness suggests I am extending something to another
that this person has not earned,
does not rightfully and justly deserve
within the normal flow of time’s river.

Generosity is a mutually intended practice
of radical equanimity and empathy,
a grateful acceptance of our profound interdependence
of cause and effect,
stimulus and response.
Generosity is about absorbing and hopefully co-redeeming
our mutual assets and liabilities
to resolve an issue
whose outcome can be a mutual win
from a position of profoundly radical
coincidental/correlational
mutually mentored co-identity.
Trans-parentcy.

You have shown me who you are right now
so I may choose to respond
with who we could become right now
if we move from this position forward
within our positively synergetic, generous, practice
of mutual namaste.

There is nothing weaker than yin’s subconscious water
But none is superior to it in overcoming yang’s unconscious soul,

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Bending Nature’s Bow

The way of Heaven,
Is it not like the bending of a bow?
The top comes down and the bottom-end goes up.
The extra is shorted, the insufficient is expanded.
(Laotse, “Bending the Bow,” pp. 305-6, 1942, Modern Library, Lin Yutang, ed.)

The way of economic paradise,
is it not like the bending of a bow?
The top comes down as the poverty-end goes up.
The fattest are shortened,
as the insufficient expand.
It is the way of Beloved Community
to take away from those upstream, with too much,
by mutually giving those without enough downstream.

Not so with human nature’s way:
We take away freedom and power from those without mainstream value
And give them as tribute to those with too much.
Who can have enough and to spare to coredeem the entire world?
Only Wisdom.
Therefore the Sage acts and transacts,
but does not possess or dispossess,
Accomplishes but lays claim to no credit or deficit,
Because he has no wish to seem economically or ecologically superior in value.
(Adapted from ibid)

Bending this permacultural bow of bilateral boundaries,
between host and client,
rich and poor,
stimulus and response,
self and other,
Yang and Yin,
Left and Right,
full summer’s incubating heat
with deep winter’s decompositional compost,
until all four Seasons equivalently fulfill,
diastolically complete their mutually integrative functions.

When seen together,
through Left’s “both-and” ecological
as Right’s “not-not” logical dipolar landscapes,
through life’s seasons of well-fired water and airy subterranean soil,
through C through F closed-fractal
as A through G regeneratively open pregnant octaves,
through annual win-win economic balancing strategies
reflecting perennial win-lose ecological cycles
of (0)-sum slow revolutionary harmonic balance,
we can each and all shoot comprehensive conscious arrows
into fertile post-millennial enculturation.

Living,
bow-hunting each moment as my last
and our more polyculturally inclusive bilateral last step
toward ego death’s eco-ionic rebirth.

This more fully organic mind-culture we are hunting
and farming,
a rich composting Holding SpaceTime
of (0)-centric positive polynomial values
appositively balancing,
tipping,
exchanging,
transporting negative not-not non-named,
ignored, neglected, dispossessed and undervalued Disvalues,
lurking behind our Fractal Commons of recycling cognitive dissonance,
slowly pulling into enlightening days and Transitioning Generation
to explore harmonies of scale and pitch,
and developmental learning stages,
proportional polyculturing designs and cooperative guilds
to optimize Positive Systemic Teleology
by diminishing eisegetical “unconscious” dissonance
from our global cooperative orthopraxis–
jump-starting universal co-empathy.

Dynamic subterannual understory,
regeneratively reseeding germination of Holding SpaceTime’s
Zero-Sum eco-logical Four Seasons of growth and decay cycles;
too often confused with stagnant ego-serving Orthodoxy
degenerating Earth’s gasping Business-As-Usual breath.

Time optimizes sustainable Ego-Yang’s diastolic inhalation
through our Self-Subsidizing Eco-Yin-with-Yin cooperative exhalation.

Investing in Ego-reducing praxis for CQI,
Bucky’s least dissonant way to improve failing systems
is to upgrade their environmental ecosystems,
their ecological balance and holistic harmonious potential flow streams,
especially their root-systemic perennial enculturation environments
to grow more effective year-round economic nutrients, collaterally,
Positive Teleological Value,
and less cognitive dissonant Ways and Means toward profligate hope,
Truth and Consequences for generating inclusive faith,
in The Good Life and Death of regenerative, coredeemer, love,
a graceful messianic incarnation
of post-millennial Tao ReGenesis.

Balancing dia-praxis,
including comprehensive consciousness dialogue,
grows from primally rooted regenerative fractal systemic practice.
Positive practice intent is not even possible to grow
without a Positive Teleological Assumption,
too often attenuated as merely enthymematic wish fullness.

People harboring insanity, depression, opposition,
sociopathology,
high stressed over-populated anxiety,
are less well-oriented to Positive Teleological Orthopraxis
due to a lack of sufficient practice
unveiling contenting implications within contentious dissonance,
therapeutic relationships of mutual basic attendance
and cooperative mentorship.

The way of Beloved Climax Community
and Communication,
is it not like the bending of a Full Four Season
permacultural bow facing bilateral namaste
for life as death reborn?

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Eye Contact

What is love?
A sea of nonexistence
both tranquil and calamitous
where the mind
does not dare enter.
(Rumi, M. Mafi, “Day By Day”, p. 120, 2014, Hampton Roads)

What is timeless synergy?
Our sea of coexistence
both confluent and dissonant
where blind consciousness
seldom dares id-entify.

Aging time,
This house, not home, hums and strains pitchy tension,
Remnants of bleached but dingy historic laundry,
face cloths remember cherished warm skin,
dryer in winter’s discontent,
more needy of enduring compassion.

Staring through my mirror now,
I reach back into black glazed pupils
diastolically expanding through their memory archives,
four grandparents staring back
through this sagging reflected face,
each one looking through these same bicameral Black Hole
Home’s binomially eternal windows,
imagining forward for grandchildren’s sustainable future lives,
remembering backward through these four grandparents.

I know this visual DNA looking out and back
and through our mutually cooperative investment generations,
sometimes more dissonant,
sometimes less confluently mutual mentors,
bicamerolling partners,
but at least on occasion syncing their cooperative praxis,
or this interdependent coredeemer face could not stare back
through time.

Aging rapidly now,
back toward messianic mystic shamans.
Where were these DNA-drenched pupils
of mutual subsidiary bicameral learning
expanding and contracting,
causing hearts to race and calm,
breath to gasp and slowly subsidize
this atmosphere of longing to belong ago
again?

Were these wise mentors hopeful ancient mariners,
swimming through generations of salty tears,
wet fears and joys,
jumps and starts,
swelling farts
feeding trees to synthesize our polyculturing breath?
Listening for, noticing a new millennium,
era,
life,
perennial cycle,
season of organic permacultural development,
more permanently encultured
with fertile light and sounds
and Time’s regenerating rhythms of dancing songs and thumps,
surfs and silent advents.

Speaking,
perhaps these pupils speak of what they see reflecting
back through karma’s cumulative incarnations,
each grace of opportunity for mindfully inclusive redemption,
love as synergy,
dissonance as hate, violence, neglect, dismay, heartbreak,
unsustainable loss of life
to fly and swim together
or fall apart
back through plasma flows and folds,
regenerating
informating these deep learning pupils
looking, searching, noticing, decomposing,
seeding, growing, guarding, developing,
incubating, harvesting, winnowing nutrient compost
through ancient primal roots
of RNA’s meaning, regenerating purpose
to keep evolving forward through Time’s unfolding information
incarnation, as possible,
avoid revolving backward into meaningless
mindless dissonance,
competition,
dominator violence,
and decaying entropy.

Pre-historic now,
our pupils reflect darkly dense regenerative study,
decomposing wispy wet winds and whips of swimming eco-seas,
surfing pregnant prime love relationship
of right and left enculturation
remembering Yin greets Yang’s dominant deductive proposal
with mutually subsidizing solidarity,
cooperation,
investing in binomial future’s redemptive ecology.

Ancient bicameral ellipticals,
mutually mindful Yang with Yin
looking out and back,
and in and positively forward through Time’s ubiquitous consciousness.
Primal evolutionary ionic self-mirroring,
regenesis,
ever aging eternal moment
of dense strung solidarity
remembering,
recollecting,
reconnecting NOW
from past genetic heritage
through future’s evolving incarnation.

Timeless pupils of love’s synergy
surfing seasons of pre- and post-existential consciousness.

Now if I could remember where I left my glasses,
and my teeth…

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Hiking Home

His thick-soled hiking shoes
tread too loudly
to celebrate time’s homing invitation
to hear and see, feel and smell resonantly hidden diversity
within spirit’s wooded ridge.

He stops to break from sacrilegious pounding
plodding echoes
reiterating through ears attuned for inside voices,
languaged listening and recreation,
amusements excluded from wild nature’s cathedral voices,
receiving impassioned pauses for mutual gratitude,
co-listening,
warning of mindless human natured steps
taken to conjoin this wise-rooted ridge,
enfolding time’s whisper shy adventure
into naturally placing
pacing space.

A darker cloud asks
“What did you and your kids eat today?”

Well, let’s see,
organic honey on pita bread…

“How do you know it was organic?”

It said so right on the glass,
not plastic,
bottle.

“How do they know if the honey is organic or not?
Do they interview or breathalyze each bee returning home?
Do they ask each bee
each time
who this bee has been with?
In that intimate being kinda way,
playing with whose pollen, exactly?
Did the bee stay within her orthodox organic certified playground,
or did she wander off the farm
and free range right into your toxic neighbor’s chemically condomed hydrangea,
or maybe the always too enticing hybiscus,
flaunting her ample skanky wares?”

Well, I don’t know,
I just took the bottles’ word.
I wouldn’t begin to know how to respond to your issues,
about breathalyzing slutty bees
addicted to poison.

“OK, so what else did you feed on today?”

Well, I showed my kids I love them.
I used my please and thank yous
and you’re welcome,
and namaste.

I wished them peace before their baths
and before turning out the light
at night
so they could see stars
and moon slivering through dark.

The neighbors provided birdsong,
especially those mourning doves
calling out their resonate alto fractal coo,
their rhythm and courtship bun-dance.

I fed them massaging back rubs
and hugs
and shoulder squeezes,
gentle taps on knees and elbows.
I stroked their drifting drowsy heads
from frontal lobes toward brain stem.
My fingers rubbed between each totem
in their forceful flowing chi-spines.

I fed them sad and silly songs
and mindful ho-ke-po-ke.

We fed each other love stories
of romance,
sadness and despair,
fear and anger,
passion and grace;
absorbant synergetic stories,
well told and worn
from dawn’s redress
through dark’s red-blooded thumping night.

We are what we absorb,
both before our days
and after all.

His thinner-sole shoes
retread more softly
celebrating home’s invitation.

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Guerrilla Tactics

Yang’s guerrilla tactics
explode my two way mirror,
unveiling camouflage Yin’s indigenous strategies.

Messianic Yang fascinations
uncover Yin’s mutual mentoring solidarity,
salvific yeast transmorphing light’s form
into wriggling heated atomic cellular function,
fertilizing her benign redeemer host.

Positive forceful Yang form
double bound and negative,
held within reflecting Yin’s not(not) fold,
wu-wei unformed pregnant function,
advent season’s wombing space
to greet time’s implicating going forth moment,
an open summer rose
closing evening’s relaxing shade,
bud born again,
faithfully waiting next dawn of radiant light,
a new guerrilla day
of tribal chaotic buzziness.

Indigenous universal system–
deviant unitarian tactics
morph as guerrilla strategies,
sly logistical camouflage,
to those whose eyes prefer remaining normal
in face of wilder nature’s nakedly inclusive purpose,
seducing mutual nativity,
regenerative solidarity.

Earth’s RNA Tribe develops with regenerate systemic structures,
within and without,
camouflaged mythic landscapes
reconnecting Earth’s liturgical song and dance of nature,
evolving economies and revolving ecological therapy.

The more double-binding win to lose prohibitions,
the poorer the species’ economy becomes.
The more sharp violence,
the greater state of dissonant disharmony.
The more non-violent skill,
the more sustainable pacific-assertive patient humor produced.
Consuming greater suppression of exegetical time’s eternally bi-unfolding nature,
past toward future’s past recycling resonant resolution,
produces greater camouflaged mendacious hoarder and brigand spirits.

Guerrilla tactics:
Practice not-not decomposition
and your tribe regenerates.
Love and synergize zero-balance cooperative eco-normics,
simplicity and sufficiency and contentment,
and your tribe grows right-left balanced,
eco equivalently covering ego.
Develop aversion to competitive business
and your tribe grows rich together.
Assume no competitive negative desires
and your tribe lives more simply,
with integrity of tribal permacultural justice.

Note: This piece takes considerable poetic license and has its guerrilla way with Laotse’s “The Art of Government”, as translated by Lin Yutang, 1948, Modern Library.

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When We Are In Charge

Evolution unfolds history
as economics forms cultural values.

Just as currency only carries values we supply
as a society of economists,
so my own paltry sums can only carry those values
I am willing to invest in.

Money does not grow out of some distant Orthodox investment value tree,
We invest our money,
like our time,
in our values, or disvalues.
Cash is our economic cart,
while our cultural values are our investment horsepower.

Our values are subjects of economic life,
as redemptive synergetic investments are objects,
objectives,
outcomes,
purposes,
meaningful as ecological life and time
and peace and justice as actively invested love.

Our “need” values are negatively synaptic–
lots of horsepower,
as our want values are positively aptic,
sustainable,
maintainable,
optimal composting economic norms
and natural law assumptions of synergetic ecologic,
like the stress of rapid spring growth
must separate winter’s decompositional gratitude
from summer’s regenerous amplitude.

We need to not be hated and hateful
marginalized or marginalizing others.
We need to be loved as lovers of all nature,
including humane nature.
We would like to not be neglected and ignored,
the subject of our own self-ridicule.
We would like to be met with gratitude
and trust
and non-violence
and willingness to invest in cooperative values.

We invest in ecological cooperation more gracefully
knowing our future time is already redeemed,
regenerative,
through our synergetic praxis,
cooperative self and other love
as gift-it-forward investments from Elder generations,
passing through our positive regenerative intent,
to redeem our future history of generations.

Ecojustice yang horsepower
races genetically bionic Eco-Logic’s YinYin Cart,
just as ecological values and disvalues
empower global Yang to drive
our binomial economic cart of wealth deposits and empoverishing loss
and health risk,
currency as energy flow and constipation,
and nutritional functions of co-redemptive compost.

Ecological karma predicts economic grace,
or not so much risk
and loss of face.
A regeneratively optimizing ecosystem
presupposes a redemptively cooperative economy.

A degenerative sub-optimizing eco-stressed culture,
ecological thoughtlessness,
lack of comprehensive consciousness,
grows mental and physical illness,
chronic cognitive dissonance,
inclusive affective autism,
flat-line economic entropy
with high risks of wilting
consumers and producers,
decomposers
and extinguishing richly effective pollinators.

It seems to me that ecological trends
predict an economic trickle up theory,
disempowerment and disinvestment
in synergetic systems,
beloved and climax community development,
will continue leading toward our demise,
until this unraveling ecosystem
reconnects balancing tipping points
and wu-wei principle
for reweaving ecojustice.

An EarthTribe platform of Earth Rights,
for Self as Earth-holonic sacred icon,
as for Other,
as for all Earth’s natural eco-justice logical future.

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