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Illuminating Illusion

The difference
and sameness
I sense
between Buddha’s Illusion
and Capitalism’s Golden Illumination

Lies in my assumption
of natural Yang v Yin awareness,
LeftBrain dominant

AND spiritual Yin/Yang
bilaterally balancing consciousness
of RightBrain regenerative justice
in Earth’s peace paradise

Through this narrow double-binding way
of universal compassion

Bicameral Illumination
becomes strong Not/Not Illusion
when I lose hold of Lose/Lose Aversion
to Yin’s fulfilled feeling of EgoDeath
as also Yang’s loss
of disconnected
disloyal
dissociated
disembodied loss
of ego-reductive apartheid life.

The difference
and sameness
I sense
between Yang’s empowering life
and anger about climax-induced ego-loss,
and Yin’s illuminating death
absorbs cold fear,

Warms peaceful promise
of future’s healthy ebb and flowing promise
from Yang’s past wealthy
viral win/win strong edging
and wanting,
climax belonging
and quiet relonging,
attachment
and aversion

Cooperatively co-invested
grasping and releasing,
inhaling and exhaling,
synergetic and disintegrative,
compassionate absorption
and passionate longing
to again belong
to primal peace paradise,

Inside re-encultured
as outside climatic
pre-climatic
re-acclimating to regenerative pre-historic life
and death
and life again
memories.

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Summer Saturday

On a Michigan farmer Saturday
in August,
anticipating tomorrow’s evangelical Sabbath,

When late summer vacations
invoked pre-sacred house cleanings
more unusually light,

Heading outside after lunch
into this spectacularly breezy
blue billowing
discontinuously cumulus cloudy
in-between radiant sky blue
infinite wonder

Into this awesomely long leisurely afternoon
becoming one of those special kids
sent out to rediscover solitary play
while Mom clears HER kitchen
to fill our kitchen
with impossible fragrance
of Sunday dinner rhubarb pie
or fresh strawberry shortcake,
whipping vanilla or banana cream
while boiling sweet yellow corn,
baking mac and ancient cheddar cheese
for this evening’s pre-dusk compline dinner.

On this first summer celebrating Saturday
of low humidity
and temperatures predicting September 70s

Out past our red barn
and past its barnyard lily pond
and into golden stubbled hay fields,
sheared sexy contoured face
of my temporarily uncloseted gay imaginings
hoping for YangGod’s sexiest face
smiling in sabbath of return

Continuing on
to private green cool woodland
to nakedly climb a favorite tree
skin to naked bark,
full-bodied embrace
of this fabulous shared EarthLife
transparent
and open
and breezy free with God’s inclusive hope.

Out to play
and pray
this day
and month
and vacation
and re-creation
will never end

Or end,
if time must continue,
in moonlit radiant peace,
night dreams
of asking into perfect Sabbath.

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Family Memory Daze

My family
remembered now
and in our projected
integral future,
in this eco-political body
of spirited
natural Earth,

Birthing
and dying,
regenerating
and degenerating,
easing
and diseasing,
healthy
and pathological,
good humored
and bad hearted,

Unconsciously contemplating,
co-template-recreating
cooperative memorable days
and deep matriotic nights.

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Turning Tides

She usually hears with her lungs.
He typically sees with his heart.

Until these two learn to take turns,
inhaling
then exhaling,
pumping in
then pumping out
primal ZeroSum communion,

She heard through ancient surfing memories.
He saw through future red and blue blood anticipations

Multiculturally redeveloping strength,
Polypathically relearning flow

Right with Left
East with West
SouthDorsal with NorthVentral
bipolar with dipolar
co-arising through co-gravitating
bicameral
bivegal
bilateral
wandering binomials,
polypathic left natural hearts
recapitalizing polyphonic right spirited lungs

Dancing EarthLife rhythms;
Singing HealthVoiced harmonics.

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Shit Stinks

I find a great deal to learn
from Republican
Supremacist
Nationalistic
Nihilistic Evangelical Rapture
about how to lose eco-political sanity
and lose ecological health.

It feels important to remember
and respect
basic nutritional facts
of public health through reinvestment
and global climate pathology through extraction
apartheid
blame and shame:

Sh*t stinks.

We civilized Western straight white people
worry about this so much
we dump our waste into our water,
intentionally polluting and sacrificing generic purity,
rather than planting it in our soil,
where healthy scat can grow robust
resilient public and private nutritional green wealth.

Of course poop stinks
or it smells of developing resonant possibilities
for healing polluted
stagnant
depressed
economies;
Fragrance of probabilities
for redeeming corrupted political dissociations,

Sentient scents for a truly multicultural
salvific
robust
resonant
resilient sacred theology
advocating up and down spaces
in and out time
for natural ecology.

Of course your body waste stinks
of outside wealth-nurturing memories.

But, does it smell healthy,
or too red meat-eater
predative RightWing
toilet twittering
rapaciously OtherUnWise eco-politics?

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When I Was Eight

I owned a warm breezed first Spring day
in radiantly refulgent sun
between billowed cumulative clouds
white as sailing sheets
on our vibrating
shaking and tugging cotton clothesline
swaying multi-colored tops
and sun bleached blue jean bottoms.

Like God,
I looked curiously
benignly
warmly down

As industrious ants
with apparently urgent missions
I would never learn how to assign
chewed and sniffed their singular ways
through a forest of shading grass
over dappled shadow soil

Vibrant blades of pointed grass
as tall as trees to ambitious worker ants
sometimes militaristic
but now peacefully recovering
discovering thawed warm roots
of cooperative deep dark Earth.

I could not own a wealthier Spring day
except just now,
at sixes with seven,
often remembering this polished day
and night dreamed moment
beside breeze blown white sailing ships
of sun-scent cotton state
breathing in under first fresh cut lawn
to notice how wee ants live
side-by-side
refurbishing
rubbing up against and with
warm lamped memories

Recreating paths
by imaginatively embodying them
yet again

This first-owned warm Spring breeze
of wistful
divine memory.

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Reversing Healthier Times

I go back,
reversing imaged time
to when I felt
and knew untrammeled internal space
responsive within external
eternally immortal times
of Earth’s regenerative history.

For some,
again less fortunate re-imagining
with some conversing,
comparing rights,
contrasting lefts
I hear no such winning exterior ecopolitics
with winning internal empowerment
and self-investment
since emerging from EarthMother’s
redundant DNA nurturing womb.

But, for a few,
a time of peace
recalls a later conscious memory,
a time of courageous and curiously restoring justice
to those few relationships
showing early signs of uncreative tension.

These, unusually blessed
with resilient confluence,
may not recognize each other
and yet search for their potential bodhisattva peers,
returning to these childhood experiences
to remember slowly regrowing what went right
and vulnerably wrong
for restoring peace-filled justice
within and without
ego/eco-empowering tipping points,
wealth of healthy co-redemption

For all wombs,
their plantings and yieldings,
now still searching
through past generations
still incarnate in wombs
birthing future health-seeking regenerations.

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Bohm Explicates PublicHealthing

I suppose,
implicit in any explicating form of evolutioning theory-talk,
a revolutionary verbing thesis
progressively implies mindful intention
assuming ethologically growing function
deepening and/or widening what makes and feels sense,
spatial and/or temporal,
some health-explicating and/or pathology appositional implicating purpose
beneficial and/or harmful to anthropoids,
to all Earth’s living-organic Tribes,
to all Ego/EcoSystemic Earth,
to all Animus/Anima Souls,
Yang/Yin
Left/Right Earth Holonic Nature/Spirit interdependence,
optimizing therapeutic
co-investing ZeroZones explicate/implicate
for secular/sacred [nondual] HealthVocations.

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Summer Plot Development

In grade school
many of us learned about plot development
as variations on a WinLose theme–
Person v Self,
Person v Other,
Person v God/Universe/Earth/History/Evolution–

But
probably nothing about cooperative garden plot development.

Literature is replete
with manly patriarchal ubiquitous competition themes
required to hold consumer marketing interest,
and usually the writer’s own self-therapeutic
or pathologically toxic fascination interests
as well.

Yet these WinLose themes
are difficult to find in day to day organic history,
because not the primary framework
in WinWin polycultural plot development.

Western patriarchal literature flirts with
Every Wounded White Man
lived happily ever WinWin after
despite a WinLose opportunistic
and self-hypnotizing Rapture
not quite fully humane
divine White capitalistic competing Historical World.

For some LoseLose avoidance reason
WinWin polyculturing outcomes came to mind
when I outlined
my morning and evening cooperative gardening plan
for friends and extending family.

1. I recall all the 101 recent weedy moments
when I reflected,
inflicted,
deflected grief
and loss
and shame
and blame
and WinLose repression
suppression
oppression, etc.
On my Person v Self
and my EgoPerson v EcoOther
and my Person v OpenEarth Organic WinWin Systems,
and my Yang Autonomous Person v Yin-Matriarchal
CreatorGaia
EarthMotherLand
and WombingSeas
and Warm through Colder Seasons
of my business as competing usual day.

2. I do my best to think of one or two
or even three
cooperative just-right moments in between all the WinLose weeds above,
when I and We recreated WinWin,
as I fed and watered no Loser victims,
including myself.

3. I declare and explore
partial not notWinning success.

4. I celebrate my potential sacred opportunities
for more
and stronger
and healthier flowing
WinWin tomorrows
as a secular PositivEnergy Person
within a confluent EgoSelf,
as a sacred vocational identity
with a future for
and a past of
WinWin resilient EarthTribe Others,
as a HealthingEgo
within Sacred WinWin ecological His/Her-CreationStory.

5. AND,
I spring and summer evening ignore LeftBrain
transposition tensions,
analogical words for RightBrain potential ecological integrity
AND WonderWander my LeftBrain Ego
and Awe Zero-sum my RightBrain CoPresent
sacred ecological extended family
SacredOther recreating re-memories

Reweaving my best WinWins
getting down,
even sexy
organic garden stalking
and eating time
nutritionally co-invested.

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BirdSong Memorial

What is your earliest memory
of sacred birdsong voices?

How is this memory
the same and different than
your internal intimate Sacred EarthMother’s Song?

Of sacred gospel and secular gossip
differentiating WinWin GoodNews
from WinLose we could go either way
more discerning and hesitant strains,
and LoseLose siren screeches,
slaps,
rapes,
domestic tensions,
secular depressions
diminishing keys of synaptic revolutionary anthems
against all WinWin possible sacred resolutions.

Gospel prayers to restore well-sung justice
over LeftBrain Yang v. Yin
punishing suppression
polyphonic of sustained successful YangEgo Voices
without YinCoOperative EcoHarmonic
healthy-wealth birdsong harmonic memories

External WinWin dissonantly seeded voices
of internal LoseLose spirits matriarchal–
YangLeft cawing and nest-stealing
against inside Yin SacredVoices for Integrity
internally harmonic

Ego YangBird pathological
through ecotherapeutic nested health-wealth climates
notnot pathological within
as yin-squared light
without within

Without raising your hand
to ask
if I can ask
your family and neighbors
an unraised hand question
about my birdsong memories.

Especially when RightBrain repressed
and matriotically suppressed
love of green sacred patriotic ecology,
and depressed LeftBrain toxic WinLose,
Either Right divine light
or LeftistWrong adolescent
WinLose speaking and listening
only in inside self-nuclear family
WinLose EitherOr fundamentalistic voices,
not recalling outside WinWin sacred birdsong
boundary experiences
or even dramatically unable to insert comparisons
within birdsong restorative remini-senses.

Now and then,
or even each religious morning and each enculturing evening,
we might healthier cooperative remember
integrating gospel songs with outdoor birdflight WinWin anthems
best sung by strange birds
in the loser back cages
of our ecoschool classrooms,
still bicamerally trying to fit WinWin birdsong in
as anti-LoseLose
ego/eco restoring polyphonic justice

Singing inside grace
green-gospel integrity
of sacred matriarchal birdsong wombs
in and outside school-based cages.

Remembering our WinWin past flight freedoms
reweaving our WinLose co-present
not really deep learning predicament
resiliently absorbing our LoseLose pathological futures
without remembering to water
our WinWin DNA with RNA past forest flight memories,
sacred paradise
born of reforesting MotherTree
Root WinEgo/WinEco natureYang with spiritYin
WinWin
restoration of birdsong’s healing justice

Ego co-arising
eco co-gravitating,
breathing in left-silent birdsong
and out birdflight right again.

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