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AntiClimatic Cabinetry

Community organizers
and multiculturing regenerators
and organic whole food farmers
all agree
we tend to end up
back to where historically empowered nutritional voices started.

Look at all these old white men
in their predominantly red meat patriarchal ties.

Is this a cabinet
made of polyculturing organic containers
for regenerate multicultural growth?

Or a funeral
for the not too soon departing
all WhiteHouse?

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Hypocrisy in OnlyWhite

I am reading
“Democracy in Black”
by Eddie S. Glaude, Jr.
but continue reconstructing this title
“Hypocrisy in Only White.”

Because
when I let my memory
look back to my own self-interests in history
as archaeological digging and prying and discovery,
adventure and curiosity
of my internal ecological development,
I reweave back
through still on-going matriarchal lines
that include,
are shared with,
anyone capable of reading
and comprehending
these words of regenerating memory.

Back
to darker
denser
richer genes and memes
of cooperative to still thrive today,
saving competitions for survival moments.

Back to
better to prey together
side by side
as neanderthal brothers and sisters
than to grow predative
against each other.

This Golden Rule
of dark Afro-Eurasian
equatorial resonant depth
of historical origin
in normative play
at least until we substitute capitalism’s
supremacist agendas
for rationalism’s ego-ecocentric
reweaving memory
of this original Earth Mom
magical and mysterious
then worshiped and danced
ritualed and cooperative ownership co-governing,
then more modern radical eccentricities
forgetting our shared matriarchal
regenetic
memory of dualdark
hypocrisies of merely white inferiority
complexes
disease
dissonance
despair of remaining fully
who we together are,
where we have been
predating history
where we could return
each morning
with greatest polyphonic joy.

To paraphrase David Holmgren
(Permaculture, p. 113)
Containers were one essential organic innovation
necessary for this cooperative agrarian revolution.
Opportunities to refill organically produced bodies
are enormous
transitioning into recycling energy descent
for shared cooperative memory.
Reimaging full organic containers
is far better than sending us
away and down and out for recycling.
Most official ecopolitical waste reduction strategies
place little emphasis
on organic reuse refilling re-educating
deep ecologically learning containers,
or confuse WinWin refueling,
reweaving,
with capitalism’s WinLose recycling,
switching productive containers
into merely consuming eventual empties,
bleached-out white-washed faded hypocrisies
of purest supremacy against nothing
deeply densely
richly resonantly valued.

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Nutritious as a Gaming Tree

I know I will never see
or hear or taste or smell or feel
anything more nutritious than a WinWin Gaming Tree,
unfolding across all four seasons
of healthy wealth regenerations.

Imagine incubating seeded subjects
in an interdependent networked sentence
begin in winterish LeftBrain hibernation,
genesis toward cooperative nurtured objectives
captured maturely-best through WinWin summers
of regenerative health-secular
and wealth-sacred
climax,
a full-octave leaved and breathing
root nutritionally systemic
polypathically flowing
diastatic Earth Tree,
RNA square-dancing namaste
with Sun’s warm Commons-squared light.

Verbs are Springing trees for interdependent action,
while adjectives and adverbs are the tools of decomposing Autumn,
deductive-inductive selecting comparative strengths and weaknesses,
healths and pathologies,
empowerment and disempowerments,
nurturing trusts
and neglecting mistrusts
and abusive-aggressive interior discontinuous-appositional dipolar networks
of cancerous WinLose LeftBrain Yang-Dominant distrust,
within each full WinWin development tree opportunity/decompositional loss,
harvesting ecological DNA seeds of self/other thrival,
humming with Patriarchal Thymine/not-not Matriarchal Cytosine
regenerate memory moments,
DNA/RNA SolidaritySentences,
TaoTrees
of WinWin organic networking regenerativity/degenerativity.

“I would like to speak and listen with you,
our lovely healthy WinWin Tree.”
My Winter’s Warming cause
regenerates nurturing seeds of nutritional communicating root systems
with your most WinWin full-nurturing maturing You,
holonic humane Ego’s WinWin bicameral CoMentoring Tree,
our secular hope for warm fertile summerish thoughts
and shared sacred matriarchal-embryonic faith
in co-empathic nutritional health
(secular-LeftBrain)
and sensory eco-redemptive wealth
(sacred-Elder RightBrain)
bilaterally balancing full-four seasoned
WinWin Trees of trusting sensory-nutritional reason.

I polypathically think
and bicamerally feel
I shall never speak and listen
with full-octaved diastatic beauty
of our WinWin EcoPolitical
OrganicGaming
PermaCulturing NetworkTree,
measuring regenerative health of Earth’s climates,
Ego-internal and Eco-Other external,
across all four nurturing secular Flow
and sacred Karmic Graced Seasons
of Self/Other Golden Tree of Life regenerating
evolving
revolving
reweaving Left/Right economic and political
bicameral reasons
for slow-growing further deep ecological root-nurturing ecosystems
sentences
paradigms
thoughts with feelings
organic bilateral,
Spring-inductive root and Autumn-deductive branch,
WinWin networking,
and wondrously lovely,
Trees.

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Yin Speaks Yang

I was reading Lakoff’s story
of what he learned at Berkeley
about international relations,
when I found my RightBrain offering further nuance;
not to deny what is here,
but to add what is also here,
but not explicitly stated,
about regenerative ecopolitical health and safety.

“The ‘rational’ approach to foreign policy was governed by a set of conceptual metaphors,
taken as simple common sense,
as metaphors [of and for regenerative v degenerative systemic processes] often are.
As a special case of An Institution
is a[n Organic-Holistic-Interdependent] Person,
there was A Nation is a[n Organic-Multiculturing] Person.”

“In addition,
a common metaphor for rationality is used,
namely,
Rationality is the Maximization of Self [as organic subsystemic part of MultiReGenerative Other]-Interest (or ‘utility’ [as health-wealth fertility]),
which entails that it is ‘irrational’ [and unhealthy] to act against one’s self-[intergenerational WinWin multicultural]interest[s].
These two metaphors are then combined to yield:
A [Healthy, Happy, Secure] Nation is a Rational [Organic TransReGenerational Polypathic] Actor[ess].”

“…we get as an entailment
the central thesis of the [organic] rational [trans-regenerational evolutionary] actor model
in international [interfamilial, intertribal, interspecies] relations:
Every [healthy] nation
acts [bicameral] rationally
to maximize its [health-wealth] military [Yang] strength [prosperity],
economic[-ecological hybrid] health [and happiness, with long-term defense of safety],
and political [cooperative polypathic] influence.”

“Rationality,
on this conception,
is taken as
[discontinuous, deductive-only, reified, either-or] universal
and occurring at the [technology, tool, framing, modeling] level
of the
[organic, living,
matriarch nurturing,
ego/eco-loving,
bicamerally mature-evolving] state.”

I feel so eviscerated.

Get over it.
Both-and;
not either-or.
You still got all your parts,
just more integratively co-aligned.

Yes, ma’am!
Who got out of bed on the wrong side today?

Don’t even try it.

I’m going back to my “Political Mind” without you.

Doubtful.
And, if possible, dangerous.

You really aren’t going to let me have the last word today are you?

I thought I was your last word,
your everything.

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EcoStretching Dialects of ComPassion

I hope Earth might not so relentlessly unwrap Her timeless ecological veil.

Yet what risk to depress our healthiest climate values
should ego-centered wishes always incarnate
restless religious political empire building dreams of omnipotent environmental control.

Why should mortal incarnations not emerge from immortal
timeless
RightBrain Elders more not-self consciously continuous,
rather than revolutionary LeftBrain discontinuous dialects of ego-labeled time,
like infancy co-arising through concluding notes of fertile revolutionary pregnancies,
paradigmatic requiem to new life sustaining climate-politics
like Earth regeneratively reborn
of degenerating Sun’s warm embryonic nurturance.

I would ask timeless passage
from this logical veil of unknowing time
unfolding fertile between my historic co-presence
within EarthTribe’s future therapeutic cooperations,
logistical ecopolitical truth statements following polypathic dialects of ecological health principles
as variables are notnot constantly internally stretching toward ecosystemic cogravitating passion-balance,
co-passions of timelessly Earth-revolving fertile time,
full-octaved cooperative multicolor dialects
of bilaterally emerging light’s organic natural-historic evolving chemistry
regenerating trees of rooting-branching life.

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Leaving Stems

Imagine yourself as a tree
with a leaf named Yang
and a coarising nondual twig named Yin,
having a sappy conversation about life and mortality.

Do you think this twig would be so foolish as to correct the leaf’s beliefs
that life and death are analogous to evolution and retrenchment,
dormancy decomposing into further incarnations of Earth’s soul,
feeding root systems of future tree’s healthy coarising development?

Yet, for the leaf named Yang,
once separated from your embryonic twig
and Yin’s ecologically breathing economic and politically symbiotic treehome,
healthy life is but a nutritional season.

Your incarnate tree’s rings of revolutionary root systemic development,
of resonant evolution,
of regenerate virginal life,
span many growing seasons, as a tree
thriving, then gradually slowing, within your interdependent forest.

And,
many enculturing centuries more,
as a speciating voice within Earth’s nutrient/boundary skin
of RNA/DNA scripted life,
further potential regenerations
of Earth’s abundant love.

Imagine Earth preoccupied leaves
decomposing sunny fuel and healthy nutritional function
for yin’s well-versed root systems
forging future virginal yet regenerate occupations.

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Holy StandUp Matters

In April of this year I began preparing a new organic gardening patch,
planning to have it ready for next year’s expansion from a too-small garden
in front of my recently acquired Connecticut Cape Cod home.

I have neighbors toward southern exposure and behind,
between the Thames River and my sunset-facing backyard.

Here, next to an old, but still purposeful,
forest green fresh-painted deck
lies a mix of some rich dark soil
and some topsoil with unpromising smears of gravel stones
scraped off a dirt driveway
that turned to mud when wet
before I installed a pressed gravel drive last month.

Anyway,
next to the repurposed green deck
lies my new garden incubation project.

I rescued my deck floor last fall
from the bowels of a thorny bramble mountain,
some woody stalks obscenely pushing between heavy 2×6 planks,
now upper faced with little green stubs
since I rolled my lavish green porch paint.
But, the old railing around three sides was beyond rescue.
No longer with us, I’m sorry to say.

A sun exposed potential spot for a garden
emerged from my bramble mountain on the south side of the slightly raised deck,
about eight yards long on each of three sides.
I laid out my cardboard boxes,
stored in the grotesquely damp basement since I finished unpacking
last fall.
After soaking the cardboard,
I covered it with a combination of compost,
top soil harvested from elsewhere on this property,
and peat moss.
Then I spread four to six inches of leaves over all that.

While I wait for this to transform into healthy nutritional soil,
I have been religiously peeing on the leaves.

At first I only reenacted this baptismal ritual under cover of night,
not so much out of modesty
as motivated by kindness,
as the sight of the elderly pasty white man who just moved in next door
outside exposing his peeing penis
might offend fragile first impressions of a fairly sane person
who might be expected to behave more reliably
with regard to neighborly decorum
and more traditional liturgical events.

More recently I started peeing in a yogurt container by daylight,
huddled up against the back porch door
where at least only my backside could ever become visible
to only the backside neighbor, so to speak,
who seems to be something of an ass.
But then, who isn’t?
Then I take my yogurt cup of warm pee
and toss it out across the leaves blanketing my next-year garden plot.

This ritual feels generous,
like sprinkling my soil with nutritional holy water,
of which I do have some, but far less,
yet perhaps a bit too much,
experience as a seminarian some decades ago.
Ah yes,
memories of peeing with the other would-be angels.

Now I am concerned that I could use a great deal more urine
for my organic farming purposes.
Perhaps I should come out of my yogurt closet,
send out a note to my nearby neighbors:

“Hi. Just want to invite you to come over and pee
on the leaf-covered triangular spot
next to the south side of my deck,
anytime of day or night you wish.
Feel free to include your pets.
Make it a family destination if you wish.
In return for your investment,
I will probably have tomatoes,
potatoes,
cucumbers,
and leeks (no pun intended)
to share,
not this season,
but next.
Maybe some extra peas too.
OK, I’m gonna’ stop now.”

“The neighborhood that pees together,
eats together.
So, come on,
please don’t leave me standing outside,
peeing alone,
preparing for next year’s yummy harvest.”

So I did.
This invitation has not generated the enthusiastic response I was imagining,
with neighborhood families dropping in
to drop off their deposits
for our neighborhood development project.
But,
it did provoke my backyard neighbor
to jam a note into my otherwise vacant mailbox:

“You mentioned,
among your commitments to recycling and repurposing,
that you are an Organ Donor.
I certainly do hope whoever gets those organic parts
has a good harvest no later than next year.
Sooner is better.”

Hmmm….
Now, how could we compost our collective humanure?

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