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Virtual Truths

Without doubt true,
and yet too redundantly lectured,
especially to our young of body and mind,
the virtual world is not reality.

And yet,
Elders seldom hear
when youngsters pout back
what must equally be true,
Earth’s reality is no longer devoid
of virtual communicating worlds
without so many competitive walls
to hinder cooperative re-education
about mutual relationships
between polynomial information trends
and polypathic energy economies
and polyphonic co-relational politics,
all networks for off-line Earth’s reality
and on-line virtual ego/eco-centering systems.

The story of information systemic regeneration
reweaves Earth’s creation story of Gaian Cooperative Hypotheses
knowing we are already a cooperatively intended democracy
living in diverse locations,
identifiable 4D geometrically revolving spacetime locations
emerging from advents of fertile prehistoric winters
producing reborn ecopolitical springs,
diastatically mature summers of healthy wealth revolutions,
harvesting AutumnElders of poly-nutritional wisdom,
restored in understories
of Yin’s first and last winter blanket;
egocentering processors
re-aligning with eco-centered Earth’s fractal-regenerate realities,
virtual on-line
as 4D cooperative off-line.

Without doubt also true,
and yet too redundantly gamed and networked,
especially by our young of bodyminds
with bilaterally thinking spirits,
Earth’s reality includes on-line virtual cooperatives
and off-line ecological Tipping Points,
climate change
as both potentiality
of cooperative health
and WinLose reality
for competing flesh and blood pathologies.

Truths,
1 is always positive or negative in Earth’s metric LeftBrain languages,
just as timeless 0s are both/and equivalent notnot double-bound with 1
co-binary RightBrain balance,
virtual-digital and historic-analogical waves
between past and future,
tipping toward co-present.

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Persuasive Powers

I remain both surprised and alarmed
when revolutionary entrepreneurs,
AltRight survivalists,
poor and terrified AfricanAmerican and Hispanic young adult U.S. males,
and females,
and the National Rifle Association
vociferously agree with Chairman Mao
“Power is found at the end of a gun.”

While alarmed
because violence breeds further mindless violence,
I continue to be surprised
because even a child could notice
Power originates from Earth’s revolving
and enlightening
relationship to the Sun.

All other points of origin
are secondary,
derivative,
and perhaps not to be made too anthro-centrically much of.

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Immortal Mortality

Which is the truest measure of a life,
the leaf’s annual departure
into Earth’s compost pile?

Or the tree’s root system
of timeless regenerational reforestation
slow-growing interdependent organic species?

Yes.
Both short-flowered leaf and root flowing systemic,
Left-patriarchal
with Right-matriarchal.

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Mom’s Economics 840

Listen my children
and you shall hear
of the midnight ride
speeding greed will steer.

Just as our cooperative economy
is fueled by gratitude,
our competitive WinLose economy
is fueled by greed.

Other parallel points of contrast
ecologically and logically follow
in their own sweet and sour time.

Cooperative industry,
business
tribes
governments
systems and networks
enjoy organically limited slow-growth
in comparison
to capitalism and elitism and egotism
fast-growth
toward insufficiency of Earth’s carrying capacity,
and Yang-dominant WinLose evolutionary enculturation
of Yang-Yin divisive survival stories–
Mom and Dad never could get along–
secularly supplanting sacred
Yin/Yang health/wealth thrival stories
of slow Paradise
revolving seasonally appropriate deep-ecological development,
listening to both redevelopment Left
and reverting-against-time decompositional analysis Right
of nutritional-slow
and toxic-fast
health trends.

Further,
and don’t fall asleep yet,
we’re just getting to the best part,
slow grown cooperatives toward abundance
are dominated by matriarchal/patriarchal integrity stories
more than fast-paced
overshooting patriarchal Westerns with shot guns dissonance,
the chaos of believing and teaching
that justice is what comes out of the end of a gun,
incommensurability of values
across economically healthy corporations
as also ecologically wealthy organic-flowing incorporations,
both born of FatherSun
deductive LeftBrain enlightenment
and MotherEarth
inductive RightBrain polyphonic feelings
of color and sound
music and dance
in octave-fractal
slow-growth marches
toward salt marshes
predicting oceans
of YangLight
slow-breeding Yin-tides of revolution.

Matriarchy,
where what is embedded deepest
is also morally and aesthetically highest
richest
healthiest.

Listen my children
and you shall hear
of the midnight ride
speeding greed will queer.

And everyone died alone unhappily ever after
as before.

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Political Poetry Bowl

Vulnerability is rich soil for gratitude
while Yang strength is rockier,
less robust for absorbing flows of nurturing waters.

Just as gratitude
is richer soil for abundance
than Yang attitudes
of elitist patriarchal supremacy.

At Yang’s perpetual adolescent table,
each diner has his family’s autonomous bowl and spoon
of diverse inherited sizes.
The object of this eating nutrition game
is to grab as much of Earth’s Common HealthWealth
as possible,
to keep your bowl not just full,
but overflowing into storage bins
and deposit boxes.

Good Yang capitalists,
well-fed to corpulence,
are not known for their satiated abundance,
but more for insatiable hunger for more
food in their wealth bowls today,
unaware that Earth’s crops of storage bins
and deposit boxes
encroach now across the Commons garden
of formerly more organic nutritional abundance.

Yin has no such strong autonomous table.
Here Gaia is known as a OneBowl-OneSpoon economy
playing universal Golden Rule cooperative politics.

As political capitalism’s OneBowl Earth
separates wealth for those inside our OneBowl
from health,
especially for those on the margins
of our One Matriarchal Gratitude Bowl,
then competitive abundance tips toward cooperative recessions,
suppressions
oppressions
away from abundance
toward insatiability of Yang’s autonomous
growing numbers of bowls and spoons
of widely disparate inherited sizes,
where biggest might of great abundance
never fills each glutted plutocratic bowl
not yet sufficient for paranoid insecurity’s conservation needs,
sufficiency in defensive competition with all Others.

At some point Yang might notice
that all patriarchal competing bowls
of diverse sizes and colors and cultures and nutrients,
derive from our one GaiaEarth Bowl
with One Ecological Spoon,
feeding Yin vulnerability
toward matriarchal gratitude
and, thereby, cooperative ecopolitical abundance,
and not so much falsely autonomous Yang short-term strength
feeding anthrocentric competitions and racisms
toward capital violent-industrialized
marketing of Earth’s remaining scarcity
for Yin/Yang OneBowl-OneSpoon
ecological life.

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If We Selected Gods

If we were Earth gods and goddesses,
with powers to create anything we prefer
for our healthiest wealth attainment,
would we settle for living in a swamp
created by our own collective lack of mindfulness
about how to play longer-term WinWin?

If we were Earth gods and sacred goddesses,
not much worried about deathbed nightmare memories
of those times we had to settle
for minimizing losses
because we could not see
a WinWin option,
more cooperatively dominant
Left with RightBrained bicameral networks
of polypathic co-intelligence
as Earth humanegods
and polyphonic Sacred Goddesses.

If we were Earth’s natural gods and goddesses
creolizing Bodhisattva masters–
co-passionate mistresses of matriarchal love–
Yangs with eco-flowing Yins,
I would instead imagine on my death bed
sixteen years from now,
at eight decades of competitive trials
and cooperative errors,
and remember that 80-year-old’s
patriarchal-matriarchal embryo
bilateral,
eco-binary double-bound
co-arising
dipolar appositional
and not so much bipolar oppositional,
embryonic Original HealthWealth Intent.

If I were one of EarthTribe’s secularYangs
with sacred YinFractal
DNA regenerative processing,
progressing
Permacultural Designers
of both internal and external landscapes,
mindstates with landmine synaptic dominance,
I would look back for those Optimal Golden Rule relationships–
WinWin incarnations of long-term love bilaterals–
transcending timeless sacred regenerativity.

If I were one of EarthTribe’s reincarnating
reweaving
gods and goddesses,
I would go back to earliest beginnings
of each of my most long-term loving cooperations,
good for ego,
best for eco-others,
including aliens and immigrants,
as are we all,
each and every Secular/Sacred Species,
not just Kingdom SelfAppointed Leaders-Predators,
good for Earth’s cooperative synergetic Giai Hypothesis,
nondual-co-arising HealthyWealth
WinWin outcomes as natural-spiritual expectations,
potentials,
Sacred Promise of ReGenerative His/HerStory,
deep learning-listening mindful health encultured anticipations
positive, more than just
Win short-term
Lose long-term notnot negative-0 competitive-summed
up as
MotherEarth grows a Dog-Eat-Dog Plutocratic World
AND
a matriarchal embryonic understory
of Left-Right harmonic
polypathic polyphonic polynomial bilateral
Yang/Yin EcoSystemic Balance,
now more RightBrain repressed
suppressed
oppressed
yet still co-operating back and forth,
co-arising DNA toward WinWin
HealthyLeft-Short WealthyRight-Long
night and day.

If we were EarthTribe gods and goddesses
we would not settle for less than love
as WinWin co-arising delineation,
regenerate re-creation
of yet more loving long-term outcomes.

If we were EarthGods and Goddesses
living in active secular-sacred positive faith,
we would mistrust Win now
to pay to play later
marketing subtext,
we would no more discern between healthy economics
and wealthy ecologics,
climate eco-therapies inside and out,
than would a 0-sum WinWin healthy child
patriarchal and matriarchal balanced
Yang/Yin DNA
processing
progressing
developing
designing
listening
learning
noticing
understanding
knowing
feeling
hoping
faithing
loving positive HealthWealth moments
living in and on Earth’s Eden Paradise Potential
as promised
when SkyFather’s radiance
first photosynthesized dipolar co-arising
GoddessEarth.

If we were EarthTribe Gods and Goddesses
we would only elect CEOs
and legislators
and educators
and lawyers
and parents
capable of recognizing our HealthWealth Potential
day to day
year to year
life to life,
and would most certainly never nominate for CEO
anyone who is unwilling to actively steward
our national and international healthcare assurance,
much less threaten to disown and disinvest away from wealth,
denying that Lose short-term health
and Lose long-term wealth
is not how we play cooperative WinWin democracy games,
and how we do,
instead,
settle for further investments
in military-industrialized mutually assured destruction
counter-revolutionary exploitations
of ourselves
our neighbors and extended family
eternal LoveTribe
and Mother Earth’s HealthWealth
Original 0-Sum RNA-Fractal Intent.

If we were Earth gods and goddesses,
with powers to create anything we prefer
for our healthiest wealth attainment,
would we settle for living in an ecopolitical swamp
created by our own collective lack of mindfulness
about how to play short and longer-term WinWin healthcare
giving as receiving?

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UnStuck Adolescence

It might be said of adolescence,
This is a stage demanding economic authority,
autonomous freedom to invest and disinvest,
without yet accepting concomitant political responsibilities,
to family
to community
to children
to grandchildren
to disenfranchised populations
to Elders’ wiser investments, in their permacultural time,
to other interdependent species
in our food chain
and in Earth’s political digestion
and indigestion
food chain,
feedback loops, double-bound.

Adolescence viewed in this dichotomous way,
with Yang economic authority embraced so warmly
for short-term profit margins,
that Yin’s invitation to long-term cooperative political responsibilities
remains a naive liberal view
of ecological conservation;
confuses Yang adolescent dominance
with Yang/Yin maturity,
patriarchal/matriarchal nondual supremacy
over even inclusive anthrocentrism,
confuses patriarchal humanist libertarianism
without matriarchal humane integrity
of synergetic Gaia, hypostatic unioned,
negentropic dipolar,

nursing bilaterally responsive regenerative systems,
incarnating as individual growing-up egos,
corporate ecosystems on our interependent way,
incorporated non-profits and public sectors
too often acting like Industrial Era adolescent competitors,
colonizing victims of criminalization
and enslavement
and addiction
and domestic and international terrors
through Anger Management
and fake BadNews
and dark magical nonthinking
and fear-mongering
feeding deeply encultured patriarchal paranoia,

sometimes improving skills for entrepreneurial autonomous bootstraps,
where short-term successes include those designing boots thick enough
for limited success
in a dog eat dog world
but longer term outcomes evolve worker-
and client-
and resident-
and GaiaCommons-owned cooperative structures
systems
networks
WinWin games,
citizen-owned and managed civil governments,
care-receiver owned and managed healthcare cooperative networks

balancing mature economic authority with political long-term responsibility,
Yang with Yin-wizened wisdom
rather than stuck in withering adolescence against
each secularLeft and sacred RightBrained bicameral heart.

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UnWoven Memories ReWeaving

I grew up and out on a four family-owned,
and cooperatively-organized,
extended matriarchal farm.

Four interdependent 1940s through 1970s patriarchally managed businesses,
without substantial questions about who should wear pants,
yet with a surprising matriarchal cooperative understory.

The boxers outnumbered the panties,
but the panties had full nutritional care-giving and -receiving reign,
Monday through Friday,
9 to 5,
and what the boxers missed,
well,
that’s the competitive market price of non-panties.

My maternal grandparents were farmer and wife
with three daughters.
These daughters, as adults,
lived, and two will die,
within a five to fifteen minute drive from each other,
an easy spring through fall bike ride for pre-teen cousins,
ten of us in all,
four all-American girls,
five made in USA boys,
and the fifth-born,
well,
we never were entirely persuaded
one way or the other.

During the spring
each of the three sisters planted her garden,
large enough to produce tiers of canned corn,
rows of string beans,
pickled beets,
sauerkraut,
stewed tomatoes,
applesauce
and peaches and pears
self-picked in teams of two or three adult sisters
and their attendant underlings
infesting local orchards.

It was at canning time
our matriarchal cooperative came into its own.
And the making of preserves,
jams and jellies,
cherry and strawberry,
raspberry and blueberry.

I recall bushel baskets of sweetcorn
waiting to be husked
and cooked
and cut off the cooled cobs;
huge harvesting pans
of peas waiting to be snapped open
then pulled out with our left thumbs,
except for my oldest sister,
princess Elder of all matriarchal cousins,
who is left-hand dominant.

Rows of tomatoes
lined up on our enclosed front porch
to finish sun-ripening on newspapers
spread thin across the painted cement floor
leaving only a center aisle
to walk in from outside
toward the sacred altar of our mass producing kitchen stove,
all four burners sacrificing red hot electricity.

The porch floor would fill
with alternating waves of peaches and pears
creeping toward their ripest time
while we pitted mahogany sweet cherries
for freezing
and florescent red cherries
tart,
to drench in sugar
and smack our mouths with amazing jam.

So, there I was
the fifth-born ambiguity of ten cousins
living literally in the midst of a traditional
MidWestern
extended family
matriarchal cooperative,
Monday through Friday
during summer vacations,
with some elements of patriarchal sharing
among my mother’s dad
and the three son-in-laws
on weekends,
sometimes even hot haymaking weeknights,
sharing combines and bailers and harvesting wagons,
forming hay bailing teams,
drivers and stackers,
unstackers and hay mount restackers,
and cookers of meals for the field workers.

All this economic nutritional production
was further enriched
by shared sister and cousin lunches
and laughter
and lavish suppers
with sweetcorn on buttered and salted cobs,
sliced beefsteak tomatoes,
potato salads
and strawberry-rhubarb pie for dessert,
a la vanilla-only mode
for those who preferred creamy
with their just desserts
during summer’s cooperative harvest.

Good food,
but also hot rhapsodies of laughter
spreading echoes across the evening barn
to share with dairy cows
and satiated pigs
cooling in their cooperative mud
beside the algae-blooming pond.

This cooperative worked and played across all four sites,
grandparents
and all three sisters
and my usually convivial cousins.
We peaked in summer
and dwindled down in winter
to monthly Sunday dinners
extending on through sleepy afternoons
of sabbath rest,
and maybe sledding,
to end in nocturnal benedictions
back at church,
to close these cooperative sabbath rituals
where we began
all of Sunday morning,
10 a.m. Sunday School
through noonish,
often over-heated
over-extended admonishments
against greed and lechery,
dancing and provocative entertainments
in movie theaters
and pool halls,
and don’t even think about the bars
and devil-liquor stores.

In retrospect,
I doubt these Sabbath admonishments
against competing with extended family health
were as influential
as was our cooperative structures,
our mutual enjoyment of nutritional outcomes
but also the harvesting process
together.

Our matriarchal cooperative,
for the generation it lasted,
was 100% proof against unhealthy family disruptions.

But,
that was then,
and this is now,
spread out and dissipated,
finding our new ways
toward extending families
of matriarchal and patriarchal cooperatives.

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In PostMillennial Hypostasies

Once upon a time
Earth was formed
by Yang light radiance
and Yin moonlight flow of tidal grace.

From Her Eastern hemisphere tidal waves
and deep ocean rivers,
prevailing winds and rains
clouds and electromagnetic waves,
fire and wind storms
flowed with YangSun rise
toward western evening’s sacred Elder dusk.

Western hemisphere’s turtle back
flowed appositional with YangSun,
prevailing with and without FullMoon’s yin-centering tides.

Once upon post-millennial time
of expanding co-operative Gaia Theories,
creolizing psychology’s ecopolitics of healthcare-giving
and receiving WinWin love,
we noticed our nondual Turtle Hemispheres,
LeftYang industrial sunlight revolutions
with RightYin sustaining GrandMother sacred moonlight evolutions,
Industrial Revolution days
predicting non-renewable energy descent into nightmare nights
but also yin-renewable energy ascension
into and for and of
climates and landscapes and mindstates and dreamscapes
of 4D ecopolitical reversion therapy,
rooted in ecological flow systems
of tidal waves
and oceanic rivers,
prevailing winds and rains
and root systems of nutrition,
clouds and ionic/ironic dipolar thermodynamic balance,
revolutionary fire and wind pollution storms
merging with anthro-hubris denial,
our Yang-dominant shit don’t stink,
flowing west to east again west,
north to south reweaving north,
left to right creolizing rest
in bilateral trust secular/sacred regained.

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