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Contagious Health

In A Dog Lick Dog World

Are you feeling sad,
wanting your faith community,
democratic society,
to live more…
live more deeply…
live more widely…

Faithful to wealthy health, yes,
and I wonder if you are angry,
frustrated,
impatient,
wishing for more enthusiastic RESPECT,
more Aretha Franklin listened to
and more explicitly understood,
appreciated?

On my worst days,
anger.
Most days and nights,
impatient,
feeling stuck
in time moving too win/win opportunity slow,
and too win/lose risky fast.
On my best days,
impatient with capitalism
as monotheistically worshiped,
yet also multiculturally curious about remaining hope
for reconnecting personal health
with eco-political wealth.

I’m wondering if I could doubt
my own gastro-intestinal intelligence,
and what Earthly ego would I be
without bicameral ego/ecosystemic balance?

Now I’m confused.
Can you help me understand
how what you are wondering about
responds to my feelings
and win/win faithful needs,
of which I was just now speaking?

It seems like a more elite,
empowered leadership circle
in your faith community
may have trouble appreciating the fuel
investments
nutritional resources that listen quietly
and too tolerantly
too frustrated about win/lose communication patterns,
business as competitively usual
and leftbrain dominantly blind
to win/win nonviolent cooperative communion.

It feels like I am being cast
in the role of an ignored gadfly sphincter,
holding in all my compassion for healthy diversity
of theological ideas
and ecological experiences
digesting cerebrally
and intestinally,
thought
and felt nutrition
seeking healthier contagious outcomes.

I’m feeling amused
about wanting to imagine
what your perfect respected sphincter paradise,
our nonviolent win/win communicating;
what co-empathic inclusive faith community
would look like
and sound like
and smell like
and feel co-invested
and taste healthy
for you.

I feel encouraged
and supported
when you express active curiosity
about my feelings
and needs for healthy community,
safe sanctuary,
green asylum
from violent red-blooded
egocentric
anthropocentric predation.

I’m feeling resonance
yet struggling to actually connect
green restorative asylum
with concerns that “Man’s best friend.”
is a dogged species
no longer confident
our anemic human faith communities,
societies,
associations,
cooperatives,
remain Dog’s best friend.

Now there’s a species that respects sphincters!

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The Civil PolyCultural Revolution Party

“Before the party begins,”
said the Permaculturist to her pupils,
Yang on the Left,
Yin twins on Right,
processing nondually,
“a brief reminder.
of how to enter a room with appropriate balance.”

“This Party Door to life is not hinged for the right-hand dominant side
to swing open and closed
at Ego’s Win-Lose competitively unilateral convenience.”

“Our Party’s threshold toward Win-Win love
is a revolving door,
(0)-soul centered, geometrically, metaphysically, ecologically, and economically,
thermodynamically and gravitationally and cosmologically.
ionically and ergodically,
bionically and binomially nondual co-arising teleology,
logically and fractally dynamic,
revolutionary.
Our PolyCulture Party massively co-hosts
and energetically mentors
this universal spacetime,
on the other nondual side of this classroom’s revolving threshold door.”

“Please continue to push into the Door from the LeftYang position,
while pulling toward your Ego from your RightYin;
either way and both together, nondually.”

“Please avoid messy tangles of arms and legs
and bicamerally dissonant heads
by retaining positive clockwise revolutionary potential,
as opposed to counter-revolutionary BusinessAsUsual
for entering the classroom.”

“This PolyCulture Party celebrates our co-arising design and development,
light dawning with the flow of Time’s eco-natural system,
spinning Left to Right,
then back to Left,
iterative bicameral revolutions toward closure
of our Originating Story,
(0)Mega Tipping Point
Core Pendulum of Time
with Bicameral Enlightenment
for full-octave Party brights.”

“Today,
feeling your light of polycultural wisdom,
after you have finished all your empirical scientific research
for sufficient deductive/inductive
nondual co-arising
Win-Win double-negative logistics
and statistical dipolar trend optimization,
then,
and only then,
please step into the PolyCulture Party threshold,
become the zen nondual-Tao Door,
swing positively on Left-deductive,
and double-negatively on Right-intuitive/inductive.”

“Again,
please sustain these two bicameral frames,
simultaneously confluent
to flow nutrients out Left and wisdom in Right’s dual-dark atmosphere
in temporal and proportional alignment
for optimal thermodynamic balance,
and proactive, yet nonviolent, love.”

Yang and Yin-twins wend their weignt along Golden Ratios and Rules,
toward their nondual and dipolar,
correlational
co-arising
PolyCulture Revolution Party.

Your Bicamerally Balancing Time.
Your TriSpaceDeductive with BioTime’s Co-Inductive Memory Moment.
Your Mental Wealth of Health.

Our cooperative Win-Win ecosystemic revolutionary gaming party,
with health/wealth organic snacks,
locally grown and harvested,
decomposed and regenerated,
lived and died and relived
through future generations,
and back to once upon our co-arising dual-dark Time.

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SelfViolating Peace

Present loss.

Loss of presence

while noticing your glance

of hope for fusing future limbs

from endless snubs,

blind ignorance and future loss predicted.

Glancing glimpse of futures fading

into waste of presence,

present loss.

 

A paradox,

naked being

robbed of hiding

robed with coming,

so full of nothing,

wanting…

succumbing mystery’s peaceful paradox.

 

To fill this self

crowds companions into bloated ships

of starving slavery,

floating free of friendly destiny unfurling

back toward empty nest’s cremation.

 

Night’s brightness hints of swollen glands

knuckles

arteries

rheumatic sappy agony,

loss of memory

and sight,

then sound….

 

Hope sleeps deeper

waiting

no longer wanted

desired

in present blistered elliptical refraction.

Solipsistic elders whisper

“notice me”

beneath life’s covers.

 

Nonviolent sleep shapes active peace,

purging ego floods EcoSelf resounds

of sights reversing,

negative postscripted progress

finds yesterday’s potential

peacefully imploding tomorrow’s choices.

 

Presence found in quiet cracks

between each moment’s finished dance…

 

fusing Forward’s merging song.

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