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Give Me Music

“An’, as [music] blowed an’ blowed,
I often looked up at the sky
an’ assed meself the question–
what is the stars,
what is the stars?”
Juno and the Paycock
Sean O’Casey

Our sacred choir
prepares a new anthem
which, in summary, goes:

I have the deep soul blues today,
so Give Me Music.

This troubles me
because Music erupts from within,
more primal than a commodity to be delivered
upon command.

What is wrapped and presented from outside
we may hear only as voices with rhythm
and harmony
and unresolved dissonance–
but all these together
are not yet our enchanting music muse
fully investing
infesting
musing through us.

Choral inside voiced music,
resonate through all four voices,
sharing our deep-rooted muse,
blues soul longing to speak and dance
music of the stars,

To come home again
where we have always shared soul belonged
inducing peace.

Sacred choirs
do not usually demand of matriarchal Earth,
Give Me Music!

More likely we invite experience
of more resilient inside dancing muses
healing like anciently redundant starlight.

I feel angst in soulful mourning
that cannot be healed through commanding
Give Me Music
or anything else, for that matter.

But, loss does invite deeper experience of resonance
and small bits of creatively digestible resolving dissonance
to feel better
about absence of remembering

What is our starlight soul
but well-sung dance
enlightening solidarity?

If we are asking Earth
to heal us with the Muse of starlight mystery,
then, indeed,
Give Us Music’s full harvest
blowed an’ blowed.

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An Amusing Music Muse

I suspect I’m more interested in how Sondheim writes music
than the Beatles,

Although I have no information
to support this paltry hypothesis

Much less could I justify to patient well-versed you
why I also suspect
this tells me something about who I am

And vocationally about who I am meant to be
as a gospel communicating person,
a transporting soul
sharing sung enchantments.

Does linguistic content
inform mystery’s melodic message?

Or do melody and rhythm
reign before shaping
unfolding ecological
psychological
theological lyrics?

Or all of these sacred ingredient voices
speaking with secular integrity
Above?

Deep love learning below

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Healing Toxic Climates

Some healers counsel us not to count the cost
of healing deficits

But
successful greenest healers
win by counting costs
yet not worrying too conflicted much
about how we will cooperatively pay them
and when
and over how long a climatic time period
and with how much interest
and lack of interest as time moves forward
across future pay-back regenerations
of accounting risks
and sacred opportunities.

My internal International Recreation Department
already proposes reforesting our infertile lands
through cooperative GreenPeace Core playground classes
for singing and dancing
writing and storytelling,
raking and lusty hoeing
mused and amusing improvised dialogues
with elder patriarchal green mountains
and ancient ultra-violet shining streams,
rivers,
oceanic surf sit splats
breathing timeless imprints in

Outgoing ego friendly climates
immunizing against further pathological chaos,
anti-ecological,
un-theologically pathological.

Climate therapy
invites regenerate change
and not degenerate genocide,
pathologic Win/Lose pollution sessions
corrupting health seasons
Win/Lose pollution business
as if merely normal EgoDominat LeftBrain
unusually uncurious
about RightBrain WiseElder felt resonance.

Resilient hoary ecosystemic imprints
of trusted and preferred seasonal outside signs
and stories
Impressing child developers inside
green ego/eco-centric ZeroZone
co-empathic
co-operative imprints
co-incidating climate eco-health,

Yang impressions
without ego-pathologizing
negative
Yin repressions.

DNA therapeutic outsideYang/insideYin
original positive
democratic
bilateral energy
not not ZeroSum,
secular/sacred bicameral Integrity.

Ancient dialogues
ionic peacefilling balance
ergodic cooperative patterns
fractal rituals
octaves of interdependent ultra-violet prints
seasonal rhythms
colors
revolving resonance
Life’s organic light Source

DNA Core still resonantly imprinting
creation story-tellers soul-listening to mountains
and rivers within
and without
Narrate light and dualdark doubt
noticing tree-rooted sit spouts,
to prey and cooperatively shout
out
about

Ecological, yet not not theological
Natural, yet not not spiritual
Organic, yet not not climate ecosystemic,
Ego health
yet wealth against monoculturally reductive pathology,
nihilistic chaos,
incapacity to further imprint cooperative ultra-violet integrity

Left green Logos
with Right ultra-violent
Full through New Moon muse
of amusing, sometimes bruising,
re-musicological Mythos.

Some musicians compose not to count the cost
of healing unbeaten silence.

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Earth’s Operatic Voices

There have been operatic Voices
in my aria love and tragic fear lives,
each one speaking of epic PermaCultural Paradise hopes,
some actively seeking more cooperatively organized habitat,
a student/teacher deep learning few,
green ecoschooled in some polypathic way

To hear LoveVoices mostly scrabbling through disorganized pipe dreams
of this unrealistic Win/Lose violent culture-devouring reality
surrounded by an outdoor mostly WinWin Earth
of economic
and political
and personal
and community
and family cognitive-affective climate health
and chronic YangEgo dominant stress disorders

Rather precisely planted
where we had originally intended
the sun best never shine
in a public kind of way

While we continue more actively hoping for PermaCultural Paradise
for growing abundantly healthy wealth,
sometimes curious therapies
always rooted in multicultural self-growing cooperative guilds,
courageously resilient
SelfHealth and OtherWealth Mutual Trust Care
ZeroZone Democracy CoOperative Contracts and Win/Win Constitutions
Resilient/Confluent Body/Mind Nature/Spirit Ego/Eco
health/care cooperative trust designing,
paradise daily implementing pro-life strategies
as appropriate to resilient ego/ecosystems
through all four seasons of development
and eight regenerations of Operatic Scale.

Each with our own DNA-fractal structured
holonic reasoning epic memories
of deep sacred ecology
theologically resonant positive light energy
multicultural meaning,
nature ethological,
and spirit vocational health/wealth humane/sacred purpose

Declared transparently
with full WinWin operatic
Fertile epic Voice.

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Music Therapy

What would you say
is the opposite of music therapy?

Oh, probably some way too loud
dissonant cacophany mess
of intolerably angry and frightening
bombastically hateful noise.
Why do you ask?

Just wondering if it’s just me
who sees and hears sounds of war
against peace advocating music therapy
in some synergetic harmonic way.

Who would you think is the least multicultural musical
therapeutic personality
on the US nationalistic scene?

Oh my!
We have so many loud
self-promoting voices
preferably unsung
quite so publicly.
But, one who blare and twitter Trumpets
his anti-therapy voice
more than others
does come to painful mind
and oppressed heart.

Yes,
for me as well.
On the other hand,
a couple of dance and family health therapists
come to mind
on the more positive side
of healthy faith in music healing depth of tone
and hue
and liberating interdependent cry.

I hope we hear
healing antidotes,
more resonant resounds
of deep learning resilience
mid-term sooner
than full-term dissonance.

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Vitamin D

I have a youngest sunny D
an improvising third of four
in third quarter beating maleness rhyme.

He wears the greatest many hats
but only one spirit-timed
Hippocratic
convocation
evocation.

He sings and shouts
C Major 7th inside voices
and outdoor D minor diminishments.

I have a youngest son named D,
improvising three for four
communicating RightBrain dominant
rhythmic looping sound vocations,
invocations
vacations
easier on my WiseElder
matriarchal years
counted in and by and with
AnimaMundi’s
robust
Plan D.

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Family Jazz Farmers

I am reading Wendell Berry stories
again,
still,
today.

And notice
over these past several weeks
he unfolds two bipolar themes.

Berry is,
was,
a cooperative Southern neighborhood farmer
of organic hospitality.
His protagonists grow on multigenerational farms
as Berry grows into writing while farming,
thereby farming readers
co-investing in cooperative
organic
ego-feeding
ecosystems.

But Berry’s NegativEnergy tension
emerges against nationalistic
anti-productive family
automated military ballistics
reaping death harvests.

All forms of death
are terror
in and outside Berry’s local farm community,
Yet death’s most absurd forms
are international and civil wars,
tariff warts and tumors
against short-handed family farmers.

As any farmer
worth her compost
knows,
Everyone losing opportunity for organic life
risks isolating
marginalizing
competing
de-commodifying death.

Similarly,
I hear an NPR commentator
this evening
remind us
Everyone loses empowering trade
in declaring wars.

Whether firing retributive ballistics
or tariffs
or both,
bleeding death and threat thereof
are the opposite of cooperatively farming
and feeding health
together.

Wars are LoseLose Games
unto violent absurdity
while cooperative farming,
planting and harvesting,
culling and replanting,
seed sharing and mutual cooperative composting,
multigenerationally,
is WinWin traditional healthy economics
and family politics,
secular democratic trust
and sacred faith
in PositivEnergy ZeroZone communities.

Similarly,
I hear another NPR commentator say,
of an iconic Jazz Master,
whose primary instrument
exploring high and low extremities
of piano-fortes:
He performed cooperative jazz
THE Right Way.

This seems to smirch the Master’s reputation.
Music performed THE Right Orthodox Way
is not jazz,
without capital-hoarding over-investments.

Jazz is not ballistically force-fed at people
Music sharing is about cooperative RightBrain planting
and harvesting invitations into resonant life.
Jazz performance
at its organic ensemble creolizing best
is about several right and left farming ways
inviting us to muse with
our right sharing amusing ways.

THE Right Ways
are about competitive performance wars–
who gets the biggest and baddest button
spotlight,
and not at all about jazz forms
of cooperative improvisational farming,

Recomposing stories
about healthy forest
and ocean
and breath
and light major 7th
and dualdark minor diminished
octave sharing.

I was dreaming Wendell Berry poetry
again resonant,
today.

 

 

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