Climates in Round Color

I could be wrong,
but feel right in guessing,
most straight men
don’t understand

Feminists, too,
just like them,
long to answer perennial questions
no one has yet asked
in published forums
for restoring EarthJust dialogue.

What is our unasked climate question?

Hiding deep inside
surgical silence of denial
erasing prior presumptions
of noble humane noises
neglecting wilderness of outside voices,
proEarth choices.

I can feel this holy aspiration
to multi-culturally know,

Or, at least listen for sacred hope
outdistancing secularized
criminalized despair

That longs for profoundly democratic healing
outside loudly pacing threat

Against transparently discussing
what peace costs
transubstantiating active distrust
of space empowered
time enlightened Others

Who might not forgive us
for trespassing against their safe manna-fed breath,
securing our full
securely colored sight lines
multigenerational spaces
sacred places
for and of silent solitude.

Where does realistic cultural compromise
resonantly close begin?

When does win/win multi-partisan climax of victory
most resiliently open end?

Does whole EarthYang health fill in
as aggressive extraction
of silent singing EarthBeauty
flows Yintegrity ailing out?

Why does ancient enlightening spiritual wisdom
lack sufficient natural empowering knowledge?

How does silence
and erupt
Earth’s best natural/spiritual questions?

What will we become
outside inside
full grown up and down
and all around
our octave keys
and fractal clues
emerging radiantly complex
full-sung complex silence
of compassion?

Who would love to outside dare
such self emptying green peace
without inside red despair?


On OrganicGreen Memes

A syllogism or other argument,
logical and ecological and theological,
in which a relational premise
or the rationally robust conclusion
is [0] unexpressed.

All truth is healthy
All beauty is truth
Therefore, All Beauty is [truly] Healthy

All trust grows democracy
All active distrust fuels elitist supremacy
Therefore, All isolating distrust smothers democracy

Where truth and trust remain confluently enthymematic
and resiliently so.

Effluent intuitive memory,
in which one remedial subject
follows in-between the co-acclimating
minor center of the Other side’s ZeroZone Earth purpose
for passionately nurturing comfort or punishment,
for regenerating organic balance or imbalance,
for healing and moving ego’s muted heart and voice
eco-therapeutically forward

Beauty speaking ecstasy
Green as leaves and grass
absorbing hues of blue and red
as ecofeminist Black lives
ultra-nonvioletly refuse to splatter
mere punishing avoidance
of healthy cultural climate goals,

Enthymematic rainbow allies
for restoring cooperative democratic responsibilities,

Enthymematic in-between tipping points
actively seeking feeling/thinking reparation opportunities
to move all EarthTribe’s 3/5ths human theocracy
to 4/4 RealTime Democracy
in balancing keys of C
for CommonSense
YinSquared = Yang BigBang enlightenment,
bicameral secular freedom
for green peace sacred conservation
of almost Here with Now
enthymematic prememories
without closed
dead reduced conclusions

Primal MuseSoul syllogisms,
MajorLeft and MinorRight
not not co-relationally balancing
Healthy WuWei EnthyMemes.


When Bears and Pigs Fly

Fear and violence and guilty judgment

display synaptically sharp,

competing “Loser!” skittish economies.

Love and active peace sustain buoyance,


robustly revolving away

from red skies of mourning;

cooperatively mutual Win-Win

ecology of evolution.


You want so badly to fly your competing belief kites,

and faith,

for your string to remain confidently taut,

vibrantly humming and singing your self-righteousness,

intrinsic value and merit,

for your eisegesis to transcend up and out

catching our multi-cultural wind,

decomposing old ways of competing

as we bow to your better judgment,

declaring your Orthodox wisdom kite

the Winner!



your kite won’t fly this way,

or hasn’t after all these frustrating

lean growing years of learning your faith

in competing paradigms,

where one must be more right,

the best kite,

but really not just the best,

because you would love to obliterate

all inkiting competition.

Your self-righteous judgment

reads and studies why you must be elite

to lead us losers behind.


Meanwhile, some of us are relearning,



reweaving kites flying best together

like wedges of geese

balanced and resiliently squawking

our glad tidings,

“It’s warmer south,

and colder north,

and vice versa,

depending on which habitual hemisphere

you dominantly favor.”


Together we catch post-millennial wind

to soar our joyously cooperating kites,

a Golden self-regenerative economy of inclusive grace.


If your eisegetical kite won’t fly right,

if your EarthTribe can’t hear or understand

or care about what you have to proclaim,

listen deeper

to find how high

your kite might float

in richer racing flowstreams,

as positive deviant diversity

among mutually mentoring companions,

quacking our coincidental ecologic.


We find each Other’s incarnated contours,



merging one breath,

two resonant heartbeat kites,

then three….


Then rise to fly apart.


Floating back,


sustain mutual listening,

sync-rhythmic vibrant revolution

spiraling up and away,

soaring eastern harmonies,

dancing inkited breeze.


Left-Right well-bowed bicameral sparring confluence

balancing peace

toward mutual gratitude,

centering mindfulness soaring regeneratively up

reducing tipping-tail dissonance and stress,

waving down to smile this namaste.


Leaning left proposes inspiration,

flexing right disposes expiration,

together swelling prime (0) spinal soul,

our permacultural kite-fly system

fractally equivalent encoding,

air-born swimming,

interdependent open systemic balance,

which was our Original Intent,

to reach up toward bicameral balancing flight,

as Left breathes in

Right breathes back out as gift to Earth,

with positively positioning

evolutionary gratitude.


Breathing out what you breathe in,

breathing in what you breath out,

inspiring information,

expiring exformation,

my Yang inhale our Yin exhale,

my Yin exhale our Yang inhale,

balancing (0)-sum ecologic stress,

flying our long-taled nest.