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Inclusive Epiphany

Your euphony
sounds like my epiphany
he explicitly noted.

Your polypathic resilience
feels like my polyphonic resonance
she compassionately warmed and comforted,
nurtured and nutritioned.

Your theologically divine relationships,
progressions through historical multicultural experience
think and feel my ecologically natural communions,
processions through polyculturing anticipations,
s/he silently sang,
imaginatively danced,

Not for future performance,
but from past inclusive participations,
investments,
compassionate regenerations,
dispassionate degenerations,
passionate incinerations,

Euphonic epiphanies.

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The Powder-Free Vinyl Exam Glove

It occasionally occurs to me,

as I distractedly remove my right dominant
Powder-Free Vinyl Exam Glove,
after yet another young adult diaper change,

Perhaps getting lovingly laid
by a lifetime committed
caring and passionately consenting peer
filled with warm compassion,
active hope for tomorrow
would not be the worst conjoining thing
that could happen to neuro-alternatively-challenged intelligent beings
childishly preferring win/win cooperative outcomes
derived from compassionate climaxing thought-feelings together
while experiencing full-sensory resonant mental health.

Then again,
I suppose the same
powder-free examervation might apply
to economic and political narcissists,
and patriarchal double-binary
co-disassociative left v right hemispheres
runaway debating between lonely older aescetics
ordained to fulfill male dominant sublimation
through yin-recessive win/win co-passion’s ostracization,
diminution,
fragmentation,
cognitive-affective dissonance.

And then I wonder
how long will it take
to re-sacralize humane non-elite poop
as richly robust future compost
best for black gold richly embedded fertility,
as I race and gender and age
to throw out plastic scat bags,
filled with cotton and plastic diapers
and under/overpads,
and right dominant
Powder-Free Vinyl Exam Gloves.

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Analogical Suggestion

Left:
What I have been suggesting…

Right:
You may call your reasoning “suggestion”
but that makes your voice no less urgent,
intrusive,
explicit as an analogy
suggests metaphoric interdependence.

Left:
What I might support–
We all live in and on double-binding Earth
double-binary mindscaped
and body-acting
motion suffering and pleasured natures
ego-identified,

And, right-hemisphere spirits of regenerate DNA strings and webs,
primal attachments
and pre- and re-attachments,
trusts
and mistrusts
and distrusts
and active restoring retrusts;

Double-binary bilaterals
like Yang power and Yintegrity,
like One known and Zero felt
like Ego being and EcoPolitical becoming,
like Resilient win/lose dissonance and Resonant win/win confluence,
like PolyPath egos toward PolyPhonic eco-muses,
like complex Polynomials regenerating not(not) MultiCultural His/HerStory,
like Horizontal equations and DeepVertical intersectionality,
like 3D Atoms and 4D spiraling WaveLinears,
like Space spheres and BiLateral Time global networks,
like InFormation unfinishably alive
and ExFlowation phishing life and death co-arisings.

Right:
[Warm co-passionate co-presence,
active listening,
responsive hope,
curiously immortal courage…]

Are we safer together than apart?
Do we mutually matter?
Are we still actively whom EarthTribes
are win/win becoming integrity?

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Reforming Democratic Faith

Seems like advocates for cooperatively-invested dialogue
are concerned about indoor classroom experiences
that feel a lot more like debate
or merely academic,
detached,
cold analysis of win/lose evolutionary history,
in which might proves rightwing kleptocratic victories
while lefter democratic peace voices
fade into non-violent
non-verbal communications
just among our oh-so-tolerant lefty hugging selves.

I’ve been talking to our Faith Formation Director
about why Unitarian-Universalist Universities
are
and are not
appropriate educational dialogue multicultures
for any faith formation,
active hope reformation,
compassionate therapy development,
climate health rather than more climate pathology.

It seems that good faith formation
precludes bad lack of trust deformation,
disinformation,
egotistic debate cultures
where winners take all
and losers run off in search of some safer classroom.

For me,
outdoor classrooms feel safer
for win/win multicultural dialogue
between nutritionally communicating allies,
consuming and producing healthy natural elements
like richer soil,
cleaner water,
better air,
balanced ego/eco-systemic climates
where distinctions between wealth and health
are held collectively for further refinement,
and not hoarded autonomously
for further isolating definitions
into either-or thinking
without sufficient emotional intelligence
for both health and wealth of feeling.

Outdoor classrooms
endorse dialogue
about how ecology and theology,
like science and sentience
outside and inside,
refine good trusting faith formation together
more left and right hemispheric
rightwing and leftwing heuristic exploration
toward in-between mutually cooperative discovery
uncovery of win/win potentialities,

Rather than all that inside classroom
business as supremely left-hemisphere academic
egocentric
anthropocentric left v right debate
about whose cold calculating weapons
are best for overpowering warm organic tools
of Earth’s most polycultural producing healthy wealth.

Reforming left and right hemispheric dialogue
feels better,
naturally and spiritually,
holistically and holonically;
outside ecological relationships
forming good faith
of and for inside theological compassion.

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BiNomial Communion

Children,
and the occasional healthy adult,
wonder why we say
Love grows more powerful than hate,
And why ecologists say
Multicultural ecosystems grow more resiliently
than post-climaxed monocultures
degeneratively fragmenting,

And yet we have these LeftBrain dominant either-or attitudes,
zero-sum evolutionary platitudes,
that differences in cultures
and religions
and species
and tribes
are more important to us
than our polyculturing
creolizing
intersections of polypathic similarities.

What our left brains discover
as natural analogy,
sometimes elaborate branching trees
of nutritionally co-relational ecology,
our right brains have prehistorically felt urged to uncover
as underlying spiritual metaphor,
dynamically ethological
secular purpose recovering
sacred meaning re-exploring.

LeftBrain:
I think I agree
with nondualistic Buddhists
that communication,
like nutrition,
can be punishingly fragmenting
or healthily integrating,
and usually diverse choices,
verbal and non-verbal,
outside and inside in-between.

RightBrain:
I feel we do not disagree.
Yet your way of sensing
seems awkward and reversed,
As communication is part of nutrition,
not only an ecological relationship
but a polypathic naturing/nurturing metaphor
for detached feeling climates
and primally attached multicultures
of resilient left either/or analogy, lie-group testing,
resonant right both/and metaphor.

LeftBrain:
It is awkward
to both metaphysically think
and physically feel
this left/right co-arising dipolar way
narrow
with deep learning metaphoric width, sweeping breadth
of dynamically sacred,
eternally timeless,
statically secular,
reductively deductive
co-relational space.

RightBrain:
I’m feeling like you need to have the last word again.

LeftBrain:
Bicamerally right analogy
so left metaphonic communion;
health as happiness
wealth of integrity.

RightBrain:
(non-verbally non-articulated) [Synergy]

LeftBrain:
I can still hear you,
you know.
This is an inside win/win game,
so none of your non-verbal feeling tricks
are effective for non-communication.

RightBrain:
LeftBrain:
OK,
so I can’t see or hear that,
but I know I’m ego-safe
and we still ecopolitically matter
co-arisingly dipolar
together.

RightBrain:

LeftBrain:
Hmmm…
Children,
and the occasional healthy adult,
wonder why we say
Love grows more powerful than hate,
Yet act and feel capital invested
the other competing way around.

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Praising EcoFeminist Climates

Economically comfortable civilians,
without militarized propaganda indoctrination,
without physical neglect or abuse experience,
without religious blame and shame intimidation,
may sustainably recognize themselves as safe,
while stressed about why they do not matter,
do not feel needed
or even uniquely loved and wanted.

We are not born this way.
When an infant
receives no environmental cues
providing chronic stress
about “Am I safe?”
then the right-brain’s, “Do I matter?”
remains dormant,
unquestioned
within early co-empathic win/win default.

The social
and political
and economic question of interdependent value
is assumed to be Positive
when the left-brain is resiliently satisfied
about ego-safety,
thrivability for the foreseeable future
rooted in rapidly growing environmental nutrition experience;
ecologically healthy,
more than pathological,
climates of enculturation.

I have learned,
especially during my win/lose adolescent exploration years,
but not only then,
that meeting all criteria for physical safety
speaks to the Negatives healthy mindbodies must avoid,
toxicities endemic to social-political risks
of left-brain dominant intelligence,
but only implicitly hints at co-arising dipolarities
of and for our interdependent wealth healthy identity
through win/win communication,
intersectional effectiveness,
sacred meaning and spiraling vocation,
secular purpose and cooperative avocation.

The feminist,
knowing s/he is against patriarchy
and concomitant monocultural corporatism,
monopolistic commodification of social values,
colonizing win/lose hyperactive intent
rooted in supremacist
safe and secure sense of entitlement,
yet not able to articulate what s/he is for,
is a good example
of one who believes s/he could be safe
on a right-brain prominently interdependent
win/win matriarchal Earth,
but has no active enculturation
to thereby uncover egoleft-ecoright
health-wealth interdependent meaning.

Going back to my original list
of environmental hazards to avoid
for left-brain sustainable safety security,
absence of militarized lose/lose
cognitive/emotive co-arising complex chaos
does not explicitly invite peaceful win/win compassionate communication,
communion,
community.

Avoiding physical neglect and abuse is necessary,
but not at all sufficient,
to sustain emotional appreciation and active support
through healthy wealth
of cooperative inter-relational experiences,
recreative joy and profoundly creative celebration,
like making robust resonant harmonies
music,
regenerating music’s internally felt dance,
not only solo,
but with a partner,
within a family,
a community of peers,
a shared globally mediated stage
of song and dance
resistance and celebration
of shared compassion.

Avoiding religious blame and shame games
is not sufficient
to discover natural/spiritual nondualistic win/win
compassion games
defining wealth as refining health,
uncovering right-brain resonance
by discovering left-brain resilience,
explicating opportunity for meaning
without implicating great risk of unsafe egocentric purpose,
informing yang/yin robust intersectionality
without exflowing left or right mindbody egalitarian intelligence.

It remains easier to let go of win/lose patriarchal cultures
as we become more adept
with grabbing hold of win/win ecofeminist climates.

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Slow-Cooked Conversion Stories

I was raised in one of those white nationalist churches,
passing itself off as a Christian evangelical Bible church,
where “evangelical” meant fundamental
and “fundamental” meant we did not interpret scripture
but accepted it as God’s literal trans-historical Word
of universal white male dominant
Bible thumping supremacy,
transcendently un-changing like…
like…
like nothing I’ve ever seen or heard
or smelled or tasted

Which is why we call not-Him-or-Her “God”
and not “SuperEgo”
or multicultural “Gaia”

Or anything else.
It turns out “God”
is a bit like not saying Valdemore’s name;
As Yahweh
is more about the ambiguously missing vowels
than their YHWH
YYXY
Either/Or-Both/And
bicameral structure.

Anyway, enough about sacred bisensory ecology.
While at People’s Bible Church
I was told, by all the white heterosexual adults
supporting and educating me
that being born again is not a gradual thing,
like growing into a pubescent body,
but instant,
like convenient oatmeal
or inferior mashed potatoes.

If I could not say,
with one hundred percent persuasion,
that I was reborn in Christ
on May 8, 1964
at 2:53 PM
Eastern Savings Time,
Just as I was originally born
on May 8, 1952
at 2:53 A.M.,
much to my mother’s inconvenience–
finished just in time to get home
to our dairy farm
for an unleisurely visit with “The Girls”
during her morning milking parlor gig–
Then the deviant
devilish mark of Satan
still clouds my not so milky white
not straight enough
not truly pure soul.

Such instant and yet resilient grace
felt unlikely to me.

I did not instantly lose hope
for a hot SantaDaddy
sliding down our family chimney
emerging from the family wood-burning furnace,
scorched of unnecessary
and superfluous clothes
to give me all the fruited manly gifts
I have felt so empty without
warm and wet accompaniment,
accomplishment.

Gradually,
over several years of neglecting this Santa myth
as cultural fantasy,
I did not wake up on May 8, 1956,
at 2:53 A.M.
and announce to all those not listening,
“I no longer believe in Santa Claus.”

De-mythification progress
seems to take me
about as long as my left-brain
dominating commodification process
took to grow into queer adolescence,
feeling unsafe,
unwanted,
with a best case possible future
of invisible insignificance,
hidden deeply beneath healthy humility.

Just as it took awhile to comfortably acclimate
to the toothlessness of myth,
It took me all my development years
on into late adolescence
to be sure that I would never safely
or resiliently convert
into a heterosexual.

When we were mutually experimenting grade school boys
during not much sleep overs
I was sure we shared the same destiny–
future heterosexuals,
Mr. Cleavers,
Mr. Smiths
not all too fascinated with Mr. Johnsons.

I didn’t suddenly realize,
“Oops. I failed to convert.”
Maybe I was a late bloomer,
just as some girls get pubes
and teats
and mensies later on
which seemed like more unfair girl pressure
than just sprouting new hair in old moist places
and growing at least somewhat less girlish voices.

Just as there was no May 8, 2:53 P.M.
of any year
when I knew,
“OK, that’s it.
It’s done growing
in both length and width.”
I had no day or night
when I said,
“OK, that’s it.
I choose to be queer”
so I can be the target of hate crimes,
bad jokes,
white Christian heterosexual predators,
bigoted employers,
homophobic police
and teachers
and parents
and siblings,
and preachers

Fully capable of witnessing against me
the exact date, time, and year
they began their life long love affair
with white male Jesus Christ,
straight (presumably) Jewish carpenter’s apprentice,
Son of God and…
and…
God,
who finished creating Earth,
and at least our entire Solar System,
exactly seven days
after He started, on May 8th
at 2:53 A.M.,
year 0000.

I have developed health-considered faith
in win/win progressive processes.
I accept that faith actively hopes in unseen relationships,
unheard communications,
unnoticed actions and reactions.

Still,
I find an always changing
transparent
vulnerable,
courageously curious difference
between left-brain statements of verbal instant faith,
and right/left-brain emerging lifeskill learnings
conversions
healings
redemptively felt economies,
salvific co-relational powers,

And I have trouble believing
that such ubiquitous differences
between slow-grown processive maturation
and imitative instant role-playing
is only accessible to queers,
white, black, brown, red, purple, green, or ultra-violet,
born on May 8, 1952
at 2:53 A.M.
much to the inconvenience
of busy heterosexual
pre-millennial dairy farmers.

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