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Another Nanny Walk

I already hear the Twittering Trumpers
and Trumpettes
in their unholy locker rooms
reducing the marching evolution of nurturing feminist matriarchs
to another whine,
too gooey,
shrill and screechy,
nagging nanny stroll away from True Patriarchal White Male empowerment.

Never minding Mother’s ecological sacred health
despite unfortunate economic risks of global holocaust pathologies
for our grandkids,
and their little sniveling co-dependent pets.

So let us not walk but march
in loud resonating silence.

Let us speak our claims for healthy presents
and pasts
and matriarchal networking
of and for cooperative future health investments,
yet also listen to our voiceless co-empathic silence,
together,
to gather all our therapeutic
iconic
MotherEarth powers of regeneration.

Let us both march through and around Washington’s squares,
yet also dance in twittering polypathic full-color circles
of sound
and color
and deep healthy ecosystemic nutritional sight.

Let us weep for impudent sons
competing for whom to grab next in smokey locker rooms,
yet also sing our anthems of multiculturing EarthMother love.

Let us lie down in deadly silent omission
of where our Business As Usual competing pathologies
will ominously unfold across each and every bicameral heart,
and also jump and shout our cooperative diastatic hopes,
polypathic faiths,
multiculturing loves
of health within
as without,
as humans
with divine MotherEarth;
ecotherapeutic potential
marching together,
not flying apart
to vote ever again
against Earth’s matriarchal potential for fully inclusive integrity.

Singing and dancing,
dreaming and listening,
marching in mutual mindful silence
until every sister
and her brother
remembers Never Again
Never Again
Never Again
will male supremacist locker room talk
prevail over matriarchal networks
of ecopolitically cooperative global health and safety.

EverMore
Matriarchs march
to conserve Earth’s healthy nurturing progress.

NeverAgain
mere competitions for Electoral College majorities.
EverMore
cooperative economic ecologos of Matriarchal EnWombed Collegiality,
nutritionally enriched consensus.

NeverAgain
conservative matriarchs
not also progressive feminists
for Earth’s political health
as polypathic multicultural full-spectrum safety,
primally known in and through Mother’s Sacred Womb
of interdependent diastasis,
cooperative permaculturing climax.

EverMore
Twitterish Trumpers are left too egocentrically behind,
balding blond old white rugged rough-rider men
without the Elder Wisdom their mothers and great grandmothers
could Full through New Moon share light with them
outside their smoke-filled emptying night timed echoing tombs
of cancerous LeftBrain Dominant klanish locker rooms.

Never Again
Never Again
speak of underpaid undernourished nagging Nanny Walks
as if each Nanny
were not also our Mother’s sacred Sisters,
marching where our patriarchal footprints of history
would healthier fall
to rise Earth’s nurture within-without again.

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Echoes of Mom’s Great EarthDay

A transitional skill
my Mom taught me,
good to use when I start to feel at-risk,
somehow and anyhow,
whether in my relationship with her,
or with Earth’s more kosmic garden of naturally wild and domestic spirits.
Remember to ask permission to ask questions,
even before you may be sure of how She will probably answer
this question
especially when you may not yet fully know what
or how or when to ask.

“May I ask you a question?”
can be felt as a stab in hearts
for lovers who thought you were their question-space,
their primal source of both mystery
and childlike endless curiosity
inviting multi-reiterated “Why and How this Curiosity”
soaking deeper into your most richly composting soul of language.

If, when you ask this of your Mom,
Earth,
Lover,
Child,
Colleague,
Political and Economic Leaders,
fellow pilgrims along our nutritionally cooperative way,
if they seem to not respond at all,
your best translation of this absence might be
“Apparently not right now.
Please try again later.
I will probably be back campaigning your way again soon.”

If, when you ask
along your poli-economic trans-relational path,
you hear something like,
“I’m sorry, what did you say?”
your best translation could be
“Please repeat.
No, I was not available for your question,
but now I might be.
However, beware,
my mind is in transition-mode right now,
and I might not seem to care
as compared to another
better appointed time.

Here it could be helpful
to memorize a script:
“May I share fifteen minutes later today?”
or variations on this quarter-turn of cooperative communication,
meeting each other halfway between
your hope to gain my full attention at all your ego’s most convenient times
and everywheres
and your negatively correlated parallel hope
to receive each of Earth’s relational invitations
as co-operatively intended gift-it-forward response
to whatever it was that Ego had been investing in
just before you asked for this transactional nutrition
to become invested right your way,
“Why can’t I have your attention
in this co-ego-focused way,
right now?”
kinda’ pushy, but may be worth a try.

If, when you ask for attention,
co-investments,
intentions of co-relationship,
such as “May I ask you a question,”
If Earth responds with
“I have always thought you were my most curious source
of life’s richest, deepest, most important and yet intimate questions.”
And then goes on and on resonantly, redundantly,
Especially about wise relationship choices and love as life’s pilgrimage,
co-mentoring how to both truly and beautifully plant our network of organic gardens,
My most fierce Advocate for Golden correlational landscape design,
and my designer of (0)ego-zone nutrient flow charts,
NatureMystic Quester of Earth-embedded hopes as WinWin ego outcomes
despite timeless death and decay
great and small transitional incarnational climate trends.

If you hear anything along those considerable lines,
please don’t worry so much
about forgetting what your LeftBrain competing-for-attention question was,
or might become
with further regenerate development.
Rather, refocus
on why did you think you needed to speak this question right now?
Why not just ask your originally intended question,
or is this your primal question implied within each question?
Wondering why we are always open within Earth’s source of childlike questions,
why do we call this mental and physical and economic and politically ecological health?

May I ask you a question?
“I most certainly hope you are.”
“Namaste, for such mutually-assured curiosity.”
Mythic Mystery,
active hope for Earth’s communicating love
and sometimes not quite so balanced yet,
ADH autistic bipolar paranoia,
egocentric terrorism,
anthrocentric addictions and aversion to competing LeftBrain evolutionary supremacist dialects,
cognitive-affective dissonance on an epic operatic scale of non-cooperation,
competitive research complexities, lapsing toward chaos,
waiting to become more fully networked as cooperative opportunities
to reiteratively ask “Why?”
receiving WinWin kosmic and RightNow answers,
to communicate our intelligently designed polyculturing curiosity.

In this more cooperative communication way,
every Earth Day is also Mother’s Day,
May we ask you a question?
Why?
Because I would not know how to ask
in our time now past
or ask in future Time
before this Why right now.
Why?…
reiterating
regenerating
(0)Riginating Evolutionary Intent.

Every day Mother’s Day
dipolar MidWay
thru Earth’s embryonic nutrition,
inter-regenerating healthy ego language,
eco-writing memories of Moms with futures
who might have been why.

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Manger of CoOperative Manna

To reconnect with Earth
as seen by our Right mindbody,
we need only recall
how life looked and felt
absorbently smelled and smacked
as an infant
yet within Earth Mother’s warm womb
producing manna from Heaven,
perfectly organic nutritional values
and commodities
and purposes and vocations
for your enculturing transformation
as EarthHeaven’s,
yolk with transparent eggwhite
eco-ego identity,
neurally firing Left deductive
as Right inductive,
vice versa
dominant convex OVER recessive concave
regenerative rhythms and songs and cultures
and Zero-Soul metric polynomial information systems.

There you are
here we are,
sucking and breathing in eco-individuation
to exhale rich compost for synthesis
of Earth’s co-habiting atmosphere,
seasonal functions,
co-gravitational frequencies,
bionically dipolar DNA information positive concave,
OVER ex-formating N(NP) negative convex,
regenerating our ecoconscious-emergence.

To reconnect with Earth
we need only recall
we are Heaven with Earth’s infants
still
peaceful co-messiahs
within Earth Mother’s
warm-wombing advent-incubative
co-operatively intended and full-willed manger
of PolyCultural manna.

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