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In My Right Mind

My healthy right mind
is not one likely to retain left brain
disparate details
more than elastic and interconnected trends.

So it has been with U.S. religious history recall.
I live immersed in impressions of indigenous communities
without investment in distinguishing
relationships within ecological nature
from communications between theological spirits;
without language capable of recognizing difference
between left brain either/or outside divides
and right mind both/and inside dialogue.

I remember early religious cultures
were also natural tribal communities
of profound communication resonance.

I seem to remember prophets for change,
for renewed faith communities,
were those whose personal immersion experiences
within nature/spirit
ecological theologies
were marginalized,
considered heterodox
and/or not colonizingly competitive enough
to safeguard patriarchal fertility
regenerativity
sacred communion
of Earth’s interdependent health/wealth web
inherited from faithful progenitors
and projected to continue only without multicultural change
by uniformly utilitarian future robotic generations.

While U.S. religious history
is dominated by exodus trends,
advocates of old time religious revival
often break off from frozen icebergs
claiming it is no more possible for Earth’s sinful nature to change
than it is for a transcendent god of punishing jealousy
to change His ever-loving mind about evil nature, fallen
down and up
in and out against good healthy HolySpirit.

Yet this Great Transitional divide,
when we consider global religious history
back to indigenous nature/spirit immersion experience
of multiculturing EarthTribes,
appears like a Great Fall
after, and maybe not before,
this human species became supremely self-anointed prophets
of self-inflicted divine realms
inspiring more of a Great Rapture
co-arising communal healthy wealth
back when prophets
and sages,
seers and witches
were being devoured by dinosaurs,
decimated by protracted frozen winters,
unseasoned steamy swamps
of nature/spirit immersion
in marginalization experiences.

Could it be
that ecological relationship,
or lack thereof,
predicts theological communication,
compassion,
and lack thereof?

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For Every Light, A Season

For every state,
property, inside or out,
every unchanging constant,
a hint of hopeful restating,
healthier transitioning, outside and in,
correlation communicating constant change.

For every constant changing (x) variable
a hint of timelessness,
resilient eternity,
dynamic (y) rediscovering.

For every open touch function,
potential for deeper resonant feeling flow.

For every win/lose courageous risk,
potential win/win curious co-opportunity.

For every new sound,
a chance for wider hearing
with new ears.

For every leftbrain either/or thought,
a rightmind emotive hint
toward both/and polyphonic ease
of warmth with light, co-resident.

For every voice of God,
a hint of warm wet Goddess.

For every co-present Gaia,
a hint of constant seasonal change.

For every negative anxiety,
a hinting glint for positive anticipation.

For every secular psychological experience,
potential ecologically sacred relationship,
complexly interdependent.

For every historical process,
potential for multiculturing progress.

For every synergetic procedure,
a chance for integrity’s deep and widening potential.

For every warm-lit eco-balancing life,
a hint of cold-dark ego-supremacy death.

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Swing Low Sweet Chariot

One way
I know this afrocentric music,
rather than a eurocentric mere performance piece,
is longing for
a sweet and swinging chariot,
rather than a messiah white and male.

I know
this is a cooperative-felt spirit,
and not so much a competition,
because of how
word choices and round rhythms
combine to pitch longing free safe home.

A freestyle journey
to a rich robust and polycultured freedom
of tribes long living
loving Earth’s peace paradise.

A paradise
western civilization
has not sung or danced,
out loudly joyed about
for far too long
without a warm cooperative song

Swinging low and high
in sweetly waving gold
ruled and ratioed
traveler’s chariot,

Coming and going
racing forth and back
to carry us
in and out of home

To freedom’s too long lost,
stolen, kidnapped
while we were dreaming,
singing and dancing with another day
dreaming nights of disembodied free,

Anxiously anticipating,
weary
and yet warmly welcoming.

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My Body

You invited me to bring
some object of great regard,
And so I present My Body.

A marvelous sensory object
perfect in so many feeling ways
I dare not count
or shout
or flout it through my days.

Unlike my home
where some rooms I like
just as and where they are
and others could be larger
or a wee bit smaller,
and further back or front,
less up and more down
to better accommodate this perfectly aging body,

All my inside parts are perfectly placed,
even my mealtime’s exhaustive plumbing space,
I’ve grown systemically proportioned,
and synergetic’ly refunctioned,
integrally ecologized with marvelous winning grace
and apparent co-relational ease of pace,
although dis-ease does threaten inside grief
as outside gratitude
to leave room for younger climate minds;
Who healthy best remember
this cherished
chiseled
richly robust EarthBody.

My garden would be magnificent
if as organically functioned
as my organs
and my digits
and my senses of magical sight
and sound
and tasty touch and feeling
good wealth object-ives for lunch this day.

I mention house and garden
because these objects, too,
I cherish
and yet they feel less sacred,
worthy of awe and wonder from you
than this body
which I usually cover up,
especially when going out for lunch,
unless you would rather that I not?

Perhaps you would prefer
I had brought what’s left of my right mind,
to more objectively share,
critically compare;
Rather than leave this gloriously embodied self
wide open
for your most remarkably startled glare,

Which was my original nutritional intent, you see
before you asked me,
To bring a specific icon,
my most noble ancient object
worthy of our admiring subjective stare.

And now in closing
I must confess
this body’s shy performance
finds life easier to bear
by imagining your well-seated bodies
in nothing less or more than underwear.

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Fear InBetween Faith

Gratitude’s past grief
brief repast

When re-articulating grief
becomes transparently warm passion,
yet without terrifying overheated anger,
we are together filled with resonantly vulnerable sound
and traumatic sight,

Therein opens new possibilities,
avenues,
tides,
streams,
neurological highways
surfing for resiliently polypathic gratitude,

An experiential reminder,
a virtuous feedback loop,
in which daily reborn life intends love
extends above
down beyond,
deeply rooted within
all Other
awareness;

Grief of anciently fore-shadowed separation
to repair EarthTribe’s loyal gratitude.

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PolyPaths Toward WarmFelt Metaphonics

A childhood memory warmly reminds

A game of Where’s the Thimble,
hidden by a gang of siblings,
or just one strategic sister,
left for me to rightly find
as I wander through our living room,
following bilateral cues,

You’re cold,
freezing really.
Now you’re getting warmer.
No, not that way,
toward winter.
Now you’re getting hot…
now boiling,
burning up!

Temperature
changing through time
as metaphor
for sacred thimble climates
hidden among spatial options.

When thinking analogically,
a left-brain comparative contrast communication culture
sounds like resonantly fed
warm nutrition,
feeding and watering social hunger
and thirst left upon righteousness

While miscommunication,
deliberate mendacity
ruins our cooperative game,
analogous to toxicity,
pathological fragmentation,
predicting further degenerative disarray,
poor menu planning,
lack of win/win co-intentional play.

Meanwhile,
if feeling metaphorically,
a right-brain both/and comparative integrity
looking for a healthier re-enculturation process,
a more holistically satisfying experience,
climax
culmination where two or more frames of reference,
trees of paradigm relationship,
are not only thought of as side-by-side, either/or
but also felt as inward nuclei, root systems
co-passioning outward climate boundary gates
breathing in/out
nutrition/extraction.

Here, nutrients
well-digested
may also feel robust and happy,
healthy warm communication,
becoming warmer communion,
tropical creolization,
radical metaphor, yes,
but, much more significantly fundamental,
seminal for all win/win healthy global species,
metaphonic rhapsody,
polypathic polyphonics.

As left-brain polynomials
are ecologically
and theologically
and egologically
and ethologically not(not) potentially co-operative
polynomial integrity

As ZeroZone’s entropic in-between emptiness
predicts timeless intersectionally communicating fullness
of Alpha/Omega scripts
humane/divine
secular/sacred
ego/eco
YangPower/Yintegrity.

But, said the right-brain the(0)logist
to the left-brain ec(o)logist,
“Why might this be so?”

Why might left-brain’s ego-centering life
become love’s left/right win/win ocean
of DNA fractal potentialities?

Regenerative win/lose life’s global multicultural love
caring through warm cooperative theists,
reverse bilaterally refined
by not despairing, competitive atheists
longing for community,
not quite so much unfeeling entropy,
cold ecological relative analogy
of warm and full
theologically humane/divine immanent relationship.

Polyphonic polypaths
shout cold against analogical famine,
metaphoric numbness.

Resolutions
compare win/lose problems
to win/win solutions
in sacred stories of and about ego-lives
metaphors for epic trans-regenerational loves
suffering cold history
in search of warm thimbled happiness.

Competitive co-arising analogies
need not suppress cooperating metaphors
where warm regenerate acceptance
is not cold bad news tolerance
of competitively mendacious mediations
against brothers and sisters,
cousins,
future aunts and uncles,
extending metaphoric families
of EarthTribes
turning and returning polycultural integrity
encouraging warm resonant faith
within good news living resilient rooms
and networks of global health/wealth communication.

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A Healing Society

When directors of social justice,
whether parents
or teachers
or community leaders
or religious leaders
and eco-political livers,
lovers address EarthJustice
by recommending immersion experiences,
journeys to commune with hurting populations
and species
and systems,

We provide a better justice service
by remembering that most vulnerable populations
suffering from diverse systemic subclimate pathologies
are not human societies
associations
communities
families
individuals eco-political.

If social justice advocates
have any doubts about this,
please consider communing with trees,
producers of renewable oxygen,
useful for the soul function of breathing;
conversing with topsoil nurturers
helpful for recycling nutrition;
consider an immersion experience with boundary swamps
and mouths of rivers
quenching salty ocean thirst,
harboring birds
immersing with tasty insects
rodents
snakes.

In this face of Earth Not-Justice,
we find outdoor life
a long immersion journey
from infant crawling on picnic blankets
to ocean front death shrouds,
tombs within meadows and gardens,
woodlands fueled by radiant sunlight,
fertilized by fully committed bodies
of fibers
fleas
fish
fowl
fungi
frogs
foliage.

Where
and when
and how
could such unfinished immersion end
with EarthJustice?

Although not sure,
not whole,
perhaps this journey only begins
and ends
with outdoor people,
longing to return to solidarity
with trees
and tides
and tale-winds.

 

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