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Voraciously Reading Writers

Hey!

Who?
Me?

Yes!
Do you remember back
when you were reading The Human Comedy
and thinking you would always live on a planet
where a few great writers
lived royally and with vast wealth
comfortably above yet among the huddled hungry masses
just waiting to buy your supremely great literature words
of eternal wisdom
and Pulitzer Poetry Prizes?

If you mean
Do I remember when most people did not daily,
or even monthly, write,
much less self-publish,
while only a select few
were gainfully employed as full-time writers
of scripts
and screenplays
and contracts
and constitutions
and poetry
and stories
and parables
and even designs
for polycultural healthy outcomes–
Yes, I do,
or did,
or whatever it was we both noticed
about ratios of democratic readers
to plutocratic writers.

Well,
I went on WordPress
this morning,
thinking I would read the democratic plutocrats first,
then probably add my own commentary
on my blogsite
when done with reading others.

And you can’t read that fast,
can you?

Exactly.
Now all the democrats are writing
and cooperatively self-publishing
and my dreams of becoming a plutocratic writer
have drowned in a sea of voices
in which there is no longer sufficient time
to hear each other out
before also entering something in.

So what’s your big take away
for this revolutionary turnaround
in now democratically growing co-investments
in broadcast writing
and emerging plutocratic readers?
Would-be writers
but we no longer live
in or on a RealTime 4D publish or perish world.

Right.
Now its publish,
no one bothers to read,
and perish
while still cloud-published
perhaps eternally, somehow,
with no one bothering to open
a closed for self-publishing mind.

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The Ambiguous Apprentice

When does ambiguously free verse
also become emphatically political verse?

I was emphatically reading pieces,
ambiguously written
about my sons,
to my oldest son’s girlfriend.

The longer I read
the more she cried.

Now it had been my hope
and passion
to become the next Kurt Vonnegut
of PolyCulturing Healthy Outcome Design,
or at least John Irving
at his all ecopolitical lives matter, and not, satirical best,
and so I finally had to ask,
Are these tears of sadness?

Yes and no.
Sometimes, says she,
mostly happy that someone else
sees him as I do
when I am at my best,
but sadness too
that we live in your world
of our own re-creation
about what you write
is too often left unsaid
uncreated
or even thought about.

I thought this might be a compliment
and so I read bravely on
through her quiet tears
of sad happiness
until she asked me to stop.

Could you teach me to write
like you?

No.
I doubt I could even help you write
like you.
Why,
are you having trouble writing by and of yourself?

Yes.
I worry I have nothing to say,
no place to safely yet nakedly live.

About half the poets
and novelists
believe that is a prerequisite
to great literature
and becoming an authentically mature artiste.

Having nothing to say.

Yes. But saying whatever very well.
And the other half,
what they mainly have to say
is to have something to say
which you would be wiser through hearing
yourself say
what you just said.
And if they believed
as does the opposing mindless half
then they would not embarrass themselves
by writing any no thing at all.

Well, which is right,
do you think?

More to your point,
which is right
about your writing?
If you can trust each empty page
longs to fill with your good humor
and best wisdom,
then you might begin
by having nothing on your Left languaged mind
except some brief turn of lyrical phrase
or return of some event
devoid of context
which musefully incarnates as content
as your pen rolls along each shaping word
and returning phrase
and 4 dimensional as seasonal
reasonal harmonic lines
and sentences for joyful life,
not just lonely sad death.

Next thing you know
sad death cooperatively together
restores joyful life justice
where lived sad loves lived evilly alone
and you are editing in search of paragraphs
to create sufficient spaces
between maturing lines of thought
you heard as one compare/contrast before
you’ve always said
and hoped someday to read,
then editing through pages of ego/eco-logical content
about…
what?
We’re not sure
until we’re done.
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She was crying again.
So I found an old barely used notebook
and a fresh pen,
a nearly full box of gaily pure white tissue
and handed them to her,
Suggesting she might write about tears
of sad yet lovely joy.

Where might I best begin,
she wisely asks.

At the top,
either left or right
depending on which hemisphere you most speak,
I not so wisely answer.
And, the first principle of multicultural story telling
is to be sure your reader
continues to understand and appreciate
and feel gratitude for
your protagonist
inevitably our favorite underdog,
because life’s a joyful sad bitch
but what are we going to gratefully do
with it?
The pen and notebook?
In your left and right hands?

So, I just start at the top
and re-imagine us
whether protagonist-in with antagonist-out,
or potential future solution
within a vexing co-present problem,
ways we choose to fold and unfold
sad space
as also joyful time of opportunity?

Spoken as a true tragic-comedy loving physicist
pretending to become a metaphysical teller of history,
your story,
written as we speak together
in domesticating yet still wild imaginations,
political thought experiments,
narratives,
prose as also poetry.

Precisely as I see our sadly joyful situation too.
All we have are protagonist underdogs
and antagonist overlords,
and each lies both sadly and joyously
across each bicameral heart and mind
singing
When I fall in nondual co-arising love,
we will be forever,
Reading stories of favorite sons
to tearful joys of future daughters
for revolutionary story telling,
more cooperative
than my damnably antagonistic
overlording sons!

When did ambiguously free verse
also become emphatically democratic verse?

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Flag Waving Challenges

Dearest,
you men are too much alike.
You confuse
your flag waving patriotism
with what you really want,
our indivisibility, unless you say otherwise,
our thoroughly domesticated liberties,
our matriotic climaxing justice
and compassion
and mercy
and therapy for all your most fragile male
egocentric flag waving patriotic needs
for unquestioned loyalty,
right or wrong,
you own my everything.
You are self-sanctified and jealous gods.

I know nothing about that.
We learned nothing about matriotic cooperative economics at Wharton.
I’m doing a really good job
of remembering where I thought we were talking about.

As anti-patriotic
equals anti-MightySupremacist USA
in a WinLose ecopolitically quasi-rich,
yet not too rich to be a bitch,
incorporation for growing short-term political wealth
of debt by robbing future generations
of long-term economic and ecological health.

Someone has to pay
the Great PiperLine of Perpetual Economic Predation,
better our grandchildren
than us,
wouldn’t you agree?

Not at all.
But I do agree that patriotism
is less about iconic flag waving
and more about grateful co-pledged commitments
for which flags stand,
One First Native BioRegion,
indivisible,
with liberty
and ecojustice
for All.

We’re doing a great job
of reducing patriotism
to loyalty by tests assessed belligerent
through body positions
and tone of voice.

But then authentic patriotism,
rather than fake strains,
is most associated
with the position of minds and hearts
of sacred patriarchs and matriarchs
of all species
through all (0)Sum spacetime,
RealTime
4D fractal,
double-binary bonding octaves
spiral soul of health
as sacred wealth
trends and co-relations.

Perhaps I misunderstand.

You don’t say that enough.

This patriotism you support
is assessed
by our national indivisibility,
and freedom and justice outcomes
equitable across all cultures
and species
and genders
and genetics
and regenerativity ourselves?

And all integrated time
both RightWing traditionally backward
and LeftLeaning progressively forward.
Real eco-patriotic time
right and left now
about which you are absolutely rightwing off target,
concluding First Nation has not the first (0)Soul cooperative clue.

Dear,
you women are too much alike.
You confuse
your First Nation waving matriotism
with what you really want.

Which is alpha through omega multi-nations
eco-waving Earth’s therapeutic matriotic integrity.

Integrity
outscores patriotism?

Every both here and now spacetime.

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I Pledge Gratitude’s Revolution

I pledge FirstNative gratitude
for unfederated,
unmitigated
positive local through global
regenerative attitude.

I pledge gratitude to this Sun
and EarthMothers
from whom we come
into trusting democratic wombs
and eggs
and seeds
for which these continue to revolve life’s harmonic ecology,
one uniting species MotherTree of Life through Death
under and planted within God
as Gaian Goddess Principle
of ReForestry,
between glacial deforesting climates,
indivisibly polypathic,
with regenerative liberty
and authoritative egohealthy wealth of ecojustice
with
and of
and for
and from All EarthLives Matter.

I pledge gratitude
for unmitigated
positive local
as global cooperative
trusting attitude.

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The SpeechWriter

Not too many decades out of college
I finally landed my first full-time job,
as a White House speech writer.

I know,
you would expect
I would not start at the top
and then claw
and grab
and snatch my way to the less immoral bottom
of a Certified EcoTherapist career ladder,
but apparently the President preferred
to abuse and neglect someone with no more public sector experience
than he had accumulated to this sorry state
of deforesting a nation’s wealth,
and I was clearly the least experienced applicant
who bothered to desperately apply
for a patently thankless job.

I was broke
and I thought perhaps I might wrestle a Presidential Pardon
for my therapeutic student load of toxic debt.

My first assignment
was a ten minute stand up comedy piece
to be delivered to the Press Club
by the least good humored non-politician
I had yet to meet
in ludicrously self-incorporated personage.

To my amazement
he did not stray off teleprompter
more than on
and did acquiesce to my suggestion
he could only be funny,
rather than tragic,
as a cross-dresser
who had simply forgotten to change
before leaving his rompish bedroom,
thereby transposing
his deadly public sector lack
of comedic hopelessness experience.

He chose a pastel blue chiffon maid’s uniform,
a Big and Beautiful Girl’s minidress
with matronly white apron
all gathered at the waist,
or at least doing its best
under stressfilled circumstances.

Where he found the fishnet stockings
with seams intended to aim straight up and down
the back of his hairless white calves,
I should not say.
But his seams tended to wander off to his dominant right,
should there actually be such a lonely place
as a gratefully suppressed left
in the mercifully unseen forest
of his meaty thighs.

While I couldn’t see
his party platform pumps
on EarthTribe network coverage,
I later heard this was not by accident
and I should feel fortunate
to have avoided fascinated allegiance
to their ruby red,
scuffed white,
and sky smoky blueness.

After pandemonium subsided
he began:

Under-dressed ecofeminists
and junk-brained gentlemen
of the fake press,
thanks so much for this utterly predictable
and distressing invitation
to speak over your heads tonight
about the profound merits
of New Reactionary Republican
reproductive resonance
and replete regenesis
of religious right remains right,
although sometimes a bit tight
around my rapidly expanding middle.

Leftist liberal libertines
like to quote that notorious drug addict
Janis Joplin:
Freedom
is just another word
for nothing left to lose.

Reactionary Republicans
have some of our own definitions
for new economic and old political values.

Justice
is another merciless word
for no one left of Jews.

Speaking of which,
isn’t my son-in-law
doing a great job
of being a quality not all that Jewish Republican?
And possibly the only Republican Jew
east of the Mississippi
and north of the still contested Mason-Dixon Line.
Although he is now trying to steal his sister-in-law’s gentile inheritance.

Let’s see.
Oh yes,
Peace
is just another word
for being between wars.

Patriotism
is just another word
for nationalistic loyalty test jargon
where all the supremacist lyrics
rhyme with juicy jism,
like monoculturalism
and racism
and sexism
and currently trendy anti-democratic totalitarianism,
where once resided MotherLand Libertines
cynically quoting Janis Joplin.

Liberty
is just another word
for nothing left worth stealing,
and grabbing,
and snatching,
and rubbing up against,
and preferably eating, eventually.

Virtue
is just another word
for robbing integrity
from future generations because,
as my Elders taught me,
it’s better virtuous us
then plundered them.

And,
last and maybe least,
love
is just another word
for nothing left to hate
and monger fear about
at least until my next election,
another corporate raid on pubic sector treasures.

Thanks so much
and may God bless the sacred FatherLand.

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Pledged Allegiance to the Sun

Wilderness edible forests,
to hungry mothers,
became wild undomesticated wastelands
to commodifying and taxing FatherLand patriarchs.

Wilderness matriarchs once Pledged Allegiance to the Sun,
and Gratitude to GrandMother Moon
for both interdependent fullness
and new womb emptiness,
grace-filled promise
of future healthy integrity,
pregnant with promising fertility.

We pledge allegiance and gratitude to our Sun,
One Icon of our First Native Nations and Wilderness Tribes,
reforesting and harvesting indivisibly synced
under and within SkyMother Earth
with liberty to not be unpatriotically bullied
to rescind each democratic individual’s right
to equal liberty of mind and heart and body,
and forest wilderness ecojustice
for all GrandMother Moon’s health planting
and wealth harvesting children,
Moon-matriotic matriarchs
and Sun-patriotic patriarchs.

Expressing grateful loyalty within
wilderness edible forests,
to and for hungry parents and grandparents,
becoming wildly domesticated fertile lands and waters
to cooperatively commodify
and sacredly deify
and co-invest Mother EarthTribe
matriarchs rewombing
matriarchs and patriarchs,
born equally of transubstantiating Sacred SunLight,
Love,
Grace
breeding and feeding cooperatively owned Gratitude.

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When I Fall In Love

As my wife once taught me
Women knew all about trimming
and cleaning
an harvesting the fertile forests of Earth
long before I ever thought to depilate my back
and other parts.

As my wife continues teaching me
I am not quite sure what she means
but it feels important
to more than just our reforesting relationship
and its odds of continuing
into future regenerative climaxes.

As my wife predicted,
I forget to carefully listen
until she culminates with climaxes.
And then she surely owns my belated attention.

The matriarch voice of my life
bewitches,
bothers,
and bewilders me
while we fall in love
we become ecopolitically out to lunch,
indefinitely,
reforesting and ecotherapizing
without fear or anger-marketing
about how to transcend vulnerable boundaries
to mutual empathic nakedness.

This matriarch voice and I
love (0)-sum WinWin reforesting
as health care co-operative wealth management
of mutually accessible climates
for spiraling regenerativity trends
externalized as Yang,
internalized reforesting,
reweaving waves of notnot Yin,
wu-wei,
RealTime 4D Ego/Eco-Balancing

Falling in love with Yin
all over again,
PermaCulturing Operas
sung and danced
while remembering
as my imaginary wife continues teaching me
Thought Experiments
through real fractal double-binary
informating
exgravitating
bilateral ecosystemic time.

I am not quite sure what she means
but it feels wu-wei important
to more than just our reforesting-deforesting relationship
and its odds of even continuing
into future
through past reweaving
regenerative climaxes.

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Patriotic Rhythm and Blues

If you believe professional athletes
should punch their Free Speech Rights out
when they punch in their employment clock,

Why is it fair
to also believe
you have not twittered out your violent
and racist
and sexist
Free NonViolent Speech Rights
when you laid hands on
and pledged your crossed-finger heart
to Presidential FakePatriotic AntiAllegiance
to One First Native MultiCulturing Nation,
for which it stands
under God,
not so much idolatrously and supremely above?

With growing equity, not supremacy,
and WinWin cooperative liberty,
not competitive WinLose violent
and ballistic
restricted TopSecret lobbying franchises,
and for ecojustice of, from, and for All

Species
and climates
and cooperative health care giving and receiving
ecopolitical reassurances
patriotic for ecojustice
inter-network nationed
Sacred Earth,

Headed toward polycultural-endorsing Free NonViolent Patriotic Speech Outcomes
and away from MonoCulturing Twitters
cheerleading Mindless Speech
as AntiAmerican Outputs,

Indulged and over-invested in too-Yanged strong word choices,
not suitable for young non-violent ears and eyes,
as if such were super-patriotic flag waving
and wearing
and wrapping,
rather than anti-matriotic hearts of loyal-honorable matters
of and for healthy Earth climates,
both inside Twittering
and outside polypathic ecopolitical incarnations.

You choose fake patriotism news,
but we,
both Left and Right,
permaculturally prefer
keepin’ it realtime jazzy gospel,
Sacred Matriotic Revolutionary Rhythm
and Timeless Blues.

Patriotism is about internalized mature growing commitment
to freedom
and justice
and equity
and mercy
and love
and justice,
and not at all about feeling teenage bullied to act in ways
that could only betray the integrity of your commitments
to freedom
and justice
and equity
and mercy
and love
and peace
and justice for and with All Earthlings,
singing and dancing our best rhythms
as yet timeless blues.

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Healthy Attitudes

I suspect what most of us want from our families
and communities
has something to do with living as healthy as possible
for as long as possible,
sustainably,
not just through our own lifetimes
but throughout multigenerational lifelines
from past through future
health regenerators
of nutritional wealth maintainability.

These are families
and communities
breeding loyalty
and gratitude,
positive attitude
although our local Boards of Education
(and don’t even think about federal departments
of competitive miseducation)
seem to not so much cooperatively
and economically
and ecologically
think this through together
as ways and means
for deep mutual gratitude learning,
listening,
speaking and feeling with Earth honoring integrity,
whether you discover this as sacred ecology
or merely secular cooperative economic matriarchal history,
depends on whether you go to Religious High
or Secular Humanist Public High
and deep
and widely grateful
for public patriotic
and domestic sacred matriotic
learning,
healing,
ego with eco-integrity
for Left with Right mutual gratitude,
healthy attitude.

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Patriotic Matriotism

Within tender vulnerable hearts
blossom loyal loves without,
so too
within grateful hearts
blossom honorable patriotism without
for a people of democratically cooperative integrity,
and also grace-filling sacred matriotism
for EarthTribes of domestic nutritional integration.

Both politically public sectors
and psychologically mindful
egoLeft-ecoRight conscious
private sectors,
intimate
vulnerable
and not for sale or rent
sectors of polycultural right
and monoculturing wrong
hubris,
fake patriotism
without loyalty to underlying multiculturing wombs
fostering healthy integrating
nurturing
nutritious matriotism.

LeftBrain competitive patriotism,
nationalistic,
is mere exterior hypocrisy
without also Elder Sacred RightBrain
cooperative matriotic
MotherEarth’s centering,
mindful,
egoLeft-ecoRight consciousness.

Vulnerable RightBrain spirits grow global polypathic love
as grateful LeftBrain dominant nations
regenerate Earth-patriotic matriarchal anthems,
love songs,
not just flags waving
but full-color solidarity banners dancing
with threaded bonds,
umbilical chords of harmonic rapture.

Why settle for merely patriotic nationalistic anthems
when we can sing multicultural love songs
of gratitude
for cooperative health-inducing EarthMother?
And Her honorable
grateful Daughters
and nobly patriotic Sons,
from generations past
for sacred regeneration futures
of deep learning
and cooperative bicameral listening.

Why do we RightWing pretend
our problems are lack of patriotism
when we both Left with Right Brains fly
through issues more cooperative
with underlying gratitude for Earth
gracefully paid forward?

Re-investing back
through (0)Sum timeless space
of positive equals notnot negative
spiraling
fractal
thermodynamic patriot-matriot balancing
secular/sacred
ego/eco-place.

Of and for bilateral consciousness
politically empowering/psychological flow of nurturing gratitude
convex/concave
exterior Earth-climate covering integrity’s interior landscapes
uncovering
discovering
recovering bilateral cultures of health.

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