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Democratic Sanctuaries v Republican Industry

“Our schools are…factories,
in which the raw materials– [Win/Win hopeful] children–
are to be shaped…into products…
The specifications for manufacturing
come from the [pre-millennial] demands
of 20th century [corporate] civilization,
and it is the [competition] business of the school
to build its [robotic white] pupils
according to the [nature wins so spiritual loses] specifications
laid down [by naturally unspiritual disorder].
Dean Ellwood P. Cubberly
Stanford University School of [Fundamentally White] Education
1898

This does feel dated;
A caricature of post-millennial green ecoschools
for healing Earth
as a whole blue/green red-blooded therapeutic system,
sacred ecological home for plants
and ecotherapeutically cooperative people,
resilient bicameral students,
cooperative deep learning robust listeners
to outdoor theological classroom voices
singing more resonantly
restoring ego’s inside harmonic peace
through ecojustice Voices.

Because we passionately disagree with 1898
Big patriarchal robotic incorporated Win/Lose propaganda places
against active and creative multicultural Win/Win integrity,

We also agree with deep learning green STEAM outside classroom models
for healthier
more resilient
more nature-spirit integral education
for allied EarthTribe integrity,
secular/sacred learning solidarity.

We would please our democratic selves more
running cooperatively away
from Bored with MisEducation platforms
and dualistic personalnature v publicspirit loyalty parties

We will do resiliently better health care
giving and receiving
re-celebrating choices for multicultural climate health
over more and more toxic public storm and terror patterns,
Business as uncooperatively unusual outside
while approaching 2020 more vigorously Left with Right aware,
by letting go of 1898 LeftBrain ego dominance inside.

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Smooth Sailing Reprise

When things are going swell

its kinda hard to tell.

I don’t really notice

til we’re all screwed up,

what flowed my song before

doesn’t sing, right now.

 

Now is what I notice

so full of this reviewing

with hindsight’s rich complexities

where foresight looked like black and white

but, for this enameled late night’s now,

we can’t make us go.

 

If now could be smooth-structured

free of pesky dark anomalies,

if white was always bright

and night was always beyond our sight

then we could fly and dance our octaved harmonies

and skip decaying dissonant syncopation,

to cosmic rhythm’s breathing heart beat

never noticed, heard or seen

invisible, this primal paradise

when Yin greets Yang greets Yin again

revolving regenesis, eternal spring

water and kinship flow,

but not yet.

 

We forge ahead with drowsy rain-drenched dreams

that pool and swell

burst bubbles of despair.

When life smooth rides along

my song flows silent,

too full to even tinkle.

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Watching

Noticing each moment,

I feel watched.

Immersed in creation’s coincidental sea,

I hope to hear our past

folding back to inform a thought,

a memory,

a smile.

 

I become benign parasitic prey

of watchers’ redeeming faith.

Their grace absorbs

through warm karma skin

to warmer incarnate guts of hot synergy.

 

These are graced Elders,

watching predictably in my direction

only when I remember to notice them

waving, oscillating, spinning in and through me;

informing my inner space and flow,

settling Earthly tenacious infrastructure.

 

Elixir of breath,

breathing watchers in;

breathing watched insides out.

 

If I notice them

then I am gratefully watched.

When I am grateful for their diastolic prehension

then I graceful watch

together,

forever.

 

We are one event,

become one verb…

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