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I Believe…

I believe the political power implications of a universal eco-spirituality is an emerging cooperative economic vision revoluionarily erupting since we achieved global information networking capacity.

I believe all spiritual traditions and cultures share a primal comprehension that we do not need more knowledge to fulfill our Earth-bound paradise resolving vocation; we merely need to more deductively understand what we already intuitively prehend.

I believe economic values incarnate ecological virtues already emerging into who we are together as a global polycultural EarthTribe.

I believe that “spiritual” is a very old word for “humane nature;” so panentheistic; not independent of nature, but rather an inductive/deductive dialogue with nature. Nature and spirit are interdependent as Yang (+e-function) and Yin (-e-function). [See Euler, or B. Fuller on Euler, or David Bohm on Explicate v. Implicate temporally-unfolding strings of formative/disformative/diaformation energy]

I believe each local community and our entire global species derive from a positive meaning/purpose Original Intent [teleology; not necessarily theology] toward homophily, love, synergy, integrity, co-passionate mind/form out of which this experience emerged way far back prior to language, when life began through 4-equidimensional acid-based regenerative mutuality.

I believe a very old verb-word “Tao” for goodness, beauty, truth, equity, combined together in one fractal-integrity structure, is dynamically binomial, as YangNature/YinSpirit, which is 4-dimensionally, natural, systemic, universal articulation of grace (West) or karma (East), aka, evolution, incarnation.

I believe that this nature/spirit dialogue is fundamentally informed by the profound integrity between human nature’s DNA-coded Interior Landscape, binomial orthopraxis “mental space,” reflecting Hilbert-spacetime, system-optimizing, cognitive-regenerative natural universe Exterior Universal Landscape.

I believe the Theory of spacetime Relativity, normatively unfolds in our (0)-soul Prime Yang/Yin binomial [“binary” within digital information processing universes] Relationship toward a global politically, socially, economically, ecologically, ionically-balancing emergent Positive Teleology of Synergetic Regenerativity.

I believe this (0) soul polarity we share is Zeroism’s binomial prime fold of integrity, and that a permacultural reconnecting with this universal comprehension will also rejoin our political longing with our cultural belonging, our economic purpose with our ecological meaning, our nature with our spirit, our Yang with our Yin, our tomorrow with our today,our becoming and our Being, our function and our (in/ex)Forming-evolution in this Eternal Tao Moment.

I believe, therefore, when polynomial spacetime information becomes equivalently reverse-balanced by non-polynomial  Implicate reverse-temporal Order, then we have a Trimtab, tipping-point, global permacultural threshold moment, teaching, mentoring, reminding us of our regenerative information string back to before time, when Universal Prime Rationality was confluently functional form, in +/- thermodynamic balanced trajectory toward our re-emergent future paradise.

I believe as without, so within,

as before, so after,

as above, so below,

as stimulus, so response,

as belonging, so longing,

as meaning, so purpose,

as originally intended, so regeneratively extended,

as Yin, so Yang,

as time, so space,

as reverse-temporal-functional, so in-formed,

as Implicate reverse ordered, so Explicate Positive Teleology,

as nature, so humane spirit-nature,

as karma, so grace,

as mind, so com-passion,

as faith, so love,

as hope, so faith,

enthymeme, so hope,

TrimTab pathology-as-teacher, so positive therapy

as NP, so P

as -(-), so +,

as +binomial-temporal QBit e-function, so (+)=(-) polynomial e-function-square root (0)-CoreChi Boson.

 

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Grace’s Seductive Nature

This day dresses gracefully

like all our days before

but each one unfolds differently

with unique charism and dignity

inviting dawn’s engagement

to stay together in her place

a habitat that paints a dance

across my senses

reminding days before

some less, some more,

some brighter, others dark

wet to dry

cloudy to bright toward dusky night.

 

Each dawn invites engagement.

Step out into my sky!

Nature draws my humaned nature

out in simple abandonment of roof

and walls, windows and doors.

Step out please spin this day with us!

Ms. Day’s natural ways

have trees for voice and waving arms

and meadows for her lap

rivers sometimes quick and rocky and frisky

but usually more sedate,

lately, too often murky,

her circulation needs more exercise

more human exercise to swell her flows

and clear her clogs

beneath her lacey dressed up grace.

 

Each afternoon invites marriage

of human nature’s eco-clan.

Her heat each day reminds

invest some heat her way.

Summer’s warm acidic

flashy orange-red-tomatoed polish.

Fall’s weeping kaleidoscope

seeding color compost

cool and moist fragrant maturity

a harvest for her nest.

Winter’s white crystal sequined gown

hides icey heart in hybernation.

These days with her are shorter.

She freezes and prefers a solitary nap.

But, when she’s bright and warm and

brilliant, gleaming so white bright

her rays burn crisp dry skin

exposed beneath my chin

as I venture forth for warmth’s brief fling,

sniffing searching for her sisters’

warmer green-hued spring.

Warm spring heat gives birth to

flower, food, fragrance, folly

to be worried about missing her past winter.

Her fecund grace pledges a bun dance

for our wedding,

each mindful natured afternoon a marriage

of our diversely racing meetings.

 

Each day’s evening draws me toward her honeyed moon.

A time to rest together through dark

nights of reweaving flight

remembering this day’s beauty

and her beast

when nature’s tensions

made me want to slam shut door

go back inside

say, What for!

But dwelling in this beastly beauty

warps a weavish fecund trail

toward dawn’s next new dress

seducing humans’ nature.

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Our Not-So-Noisy Nest

We don’t sound right.

Too left-brained I hope

better balance might cool our home

relationships

lives

words

as richly dense Eternal Moment compost

feeds diversely rooted populations.

 

Lake’s surface ripples with

leaf blowers whining

jets roaring overhead

cars exhaustively streaming by

like cheerless tears of toxic bubbles.

 

Beneath

before

this vaporous high pitched system

still lives mountainous resonant joy.

Birds still tweet,

not just people,

rivers trickle and spray white noise

ocean surf still ebbs and flows

within our circulating systems.

 

Our hearts and lungs and minds

remember catholic lotus root systems

recall bisonic natural sync between

nature made commodious spirit lakes

reflecting

revealing

flowering

EarthTribe discovered Orthodox Tao mountain tops

natural tree-lined valleys in

regenerative systemed (0) core Prime Relationship

of left-brained Yang remembering

Yin’s true value as

polynomial is non-polynomial reversed

is binomially balanced

compassionately deep lake reflecting mindful mountain

dynamically harmonious dance of

peaceful twinkling

rippling

lapping

laughing thermonormative warm and slow relationship.

 

Communication,

positive discernment,

our bicameral vocation’s peaceful yeasty nest racing

embracing

evolving

revolving

rhythming

beating

breathing

thinking

choosing

soaring through humanity.

 

But, quietly, please?

Some of us are trying not to sleep.

 

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Racing Issues

Why are we the human race

rather than another extinguishing species?

Why not the human species

and not the cockroach race?

Why is human nature

intended as somehow super natural

not within but above beyond just nature?

 

Why is race,

inhuman context,

a qualitative noun,

stultifying stasis,

rather than a speeding verb

toward shared finish line

when everyone can win?

 

Why is nature’s race

not yet declared as one

Native Earth Tribe,

bicamerally endowed

to celebrate Earth’s ordination

of regenetic liturgy,

racing flowing veins

full-blooded diverse homes

of natural construction?

 

What happened to issue

as primal verb

when babies issued from progenitors

and words issued from mouths

and blood issued from wounds

and race issued from yeasty

storytellers weaving diverse themes

remembering from whom we issued

back before human memory

in diastatic dreamy nest of colors

texture

structure

rhythm and dancing

permacultured racing opera.

 

Race issues forth to teach

and recesses back to learn

to teach Nature’s humane race

radical place

rooted pace

secured by leaving none behind

and everyone ordained

to race redeeming issues

through singing flows of dancing waves

linked through all spacetime.

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Tao of Universal Maintenance

We are permacultured children of our

Elder Gods and Goddesses.

The Goddess voice within,

nurturing our peace-filled hearts.

The God voice without

speaking through rhythms and patterns

frequencies and functions,

metrics and symbols,

longings and belongings,

longing before language

even before sight,

when “Other”s voice

covered mind-filled aptic Being.

 

The God voice says

“I am not Other!”

The Goddess voice reminds

“Shall we regenerate each Other?”

 

And, so it is we rejoin our Elder pilgrimage

conclude our Yangish detour,

re-connect the Oracles

from whom we descend

toward whom we ascend

through left/right-brained research mission accomplishing.

 

To comprehend our meaning

we would understand positive purpose

dis-covering Other’s logos voice

re-ligioning

re-joining what deduction temporarily,

spatially,

dismantled,

a necessary dominance now outgrown,

toward optimizing comprehensive integrity

of synergy with love,

longing with belonging,

God voice with Goddess graced ecology of mythos,

Yang with Yin.

 

To re-member RNA’s prime temporally unfolding code

where +U was God

and -C is always Goddess

is not idolatry

so much as Elder Wisdom worship.

 

We are a polycultured bicameral species

re-covering our sanity,

sustained Golden Rule replacing

pledged allegiance:

I respond with and to others,

regardless of species,

whether I am predisposed to them as “positive” or “negative,”

whether they are alive in this moment,

or in the past,

or in the future,

as I want to be inclusively,

resiliently,

equitably

and sustainably treated,

I interdependently and integrally develop our economy,

an ecology of positive vocation and play

communication and comprehension

optimizing our potential abun-dance

as globally polycultured

and eco-balanced players

and singers,

story-tellers and dancers.

 

Listening to my adolescent sons

I learn to see their world,

an unfairly disturbing alienating place

that has no space or grace for them,

a dirty duty toxic bug-filled threat

best kept outside locked door

with interior womb-like lit by world-wide monitor

and games for joining with each other

this tournament of vast cooperation.

Where “I” am U

and U can -C “me.”

 

No time to hide,

the God and Goddessed Elders

are justly remembering

their mutually dancing roots.

 

When hungry [+0=Yang],

dig for tender roots [-1=Yin].

As U becomes C

and C becomes U

graceful dance of generativity.

 

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Pond Memories

I remember, back before puberty,

and all concomitant complexities,

visiting the pond behind our barn,

to watch the water spiders.

 

I wondered what it would be like to live on thin transparent skin

between two equally visible universes,

one below, and one above.

Below,

life would be somewhat darker

but unlike soil.

I would look down into a flowing water space,

watching other little pond insects and amoebas, and lichen,

and occasional predator fish or water snake,

or frog.

Above,

I could look up to see flying insects,

and grass forests,

rocks above, as below,

but dry, lighter, easier to maneuver,

to stick to,

to remember.

Again, the occasional predator,

like birds and again those pesky frogs

who also tend to live near life’s bicameral surface.

 

Yet, in a way, this surface,

Boundary Universe skin between two universes,

Prime Relationship limned barrier between air and water universes

has its own specific universal traits,

responding to both air and water flow,

sometimes confluently,

sometimes dissonantly.

My own spidery journey along that surface,

looking in and looking up,

is quite different than looking out,

forward,

with confusion as I lose capacity to see down and up

while looking toward my future.

 

So, my water spider grows three eyes.

Only eco-centric eye looks directly toward my future,

interpreting Prime Relationship between my right eye,

looking within the water below,

and inside,

while my left eye,

looking up and out,

seeks to understand

what this huge mammal,

a red headed kid,

is doing with our day.

 

 

 

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