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PostMillennial Virus

What remains
when gratitude for learning
totally evaporates?

I don’t know…
Totalitarian senility, maybe?
I guess I don’t understand
the source of your question, dear.
Do you feel less grateful for learning
than in more formative years?

No, I don’t
but I sense younger generations might.
A PostMillennial Virus.

I sense a growing gap
between compulsory educational systems
and compulsive learning,
longing to grab hold of understanding
and thereby appreciating,
or I suppose sometimes even depreciating,
our relationships
with internal seasons, to-ing and fro-ing
with other human natures
older and younger and about the same age,
same size,
more and less similar gender appreciations
with other cultures and languages
with other foodchain and predative networking species
with our extended families, speaking of predative networks,
our schools and faith communities,
still stuck on predative networks?
our planet,
all facets of Earth sciences and arts,
humanities and inhumanities,
objective delineations and subjective articulations,
outcomes and incoming creolizations
suggesting further nuances,
curiosities,
narrowing tributaries for graceful bilateral canoes
destined forward and back toward
furrowing adventure.

I think I’m paddling right behind you.
It seems less insane
to ask our purposes for education
than our purpose for learning,
especially if we have the subject and objective reversed
and learning is our purpose.

Perhaps growing mental health
rather than insane pathologies
of ingratitude and severance from cooperative natures
might best apply in either case,
of learning health
or teaching wealth acquisition
and co-investing management,
governance,
including civil civic voter evaluations
rooted in longer-term transgenerational futures
rather than how much money raised last short-term.

When did school, and politics more generally,
become entirely about competing
for best scored returns,
about anger management
rather than cooperative mentorship and co-facilitation
for learning all integrities of life;
opposing cultural disintegrations of decay and death?

About the same time
the political value of a dollar
merged with economic idolatry of capitalism,
as if competitive hoarding of ego-infested values
were synonymous with learning healthy democratic outcomes
rather than these two,
capitalistic totalitarianism and healthy democracy,
in oppositional tension,
mutually learning gratitude
for healthy
and cooperative
deep ego/eco-logical learning.

Compulsory learning
to become a more balanced ego-consumer and eco-producer
is like compulsory love,
like mixing threat with love,
like fearfully competitive suboptimal living.

So are you against compulsory education
for all?

No.
Yet I am against compulsory miseducation
because I am for grateful co-mentored learning
about cooperative classroom and real-world ecopolitics
increasingly swamped by competitive climates of pathology,
chaos about positive and double-binding negative psychology
dualistically equivocating and competing pedagogical systems
learning how to survive in a WinLose exegetical world
when we could relearn how to cooperate
in this WinWin more traditional classroom,
also known as ecosystemic Earth.

I can see where compulsive loving
sounds ever so much more fun
than compulsory loving.

Good point.
Learning is internally compulsive,
unless we mentor settling for externally compulsory,
left nakedly and overpoweringly alone,
rather than inviting multiculturing within.

No, dear, I said loving,
not learning.

Same difference.

Now that’s gratitude!
So what might you want to learn about loving
to more cooperatively learn right now?

Most any healthy thing
you might care to talk about,
or do together,
or talk and do.

Let’s try doing mutually grateful not talking.

How will we be sure it’s mutually grateful?

Not sure.
Guess we’ll just have to communicate
in other harmonious ways.

How about sex?

How about a pianoforte duet?

That’s what I meant to suggest.

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ReWriting History

Life explores integrity,
hoping to fulfill
all polypathic curiosities.

How might history rewrite humanity
if those who adventured out
and eagerly invaded
felt more reluctant to dominate?
More sure that their long-term survival
in this, or any, non-native land
required them to first learn those languages at hand,
and adopt them as their creolizing own.

Would European colonization outward
look more like global metamorphosis,
transubstantiating communion
inward?

Would the language of democracy
recognize no dualistic divide
between cooperative health
and co-investing wealth of cultures?

If invading civilizations
had been wiser
we could have earlier seen
curiosity best listens and learns native civilities
from what has been exegetically in cultural place,
before knowing how and what and when and where to displace
our own first language preconceptions.

How could I communicate my invasive wisdom
into your language of experience
of hope and anxiety
unless I have first learned your expressions,
verbal and nonverbal,
pitched and rhythmed by enculturing flows
of Earth’s nurturing
and restricting
natures?

How would U.S. democracy unfold
in First Nation language?
Where Earth
and water
and wind
and fire
individually perhaps, and certainly together,
have veto power
over healthy WinWin anthro-choice.

And, animal and tree spirits
share our prime universal suffrage,
voting yes through healthy balancing increase
and disinvesting No through internal climates of decline.

We would learn language
for trusts and mistrusts
of late summer trees
already falling leaves
turned yellow
along colonizing lanes of diesel language.

We would not deny
internal and external climates
of growing rabid pathology,
idolatries of LeftBrain dominant patriarchal capitalism,
speaking harshly
yet deniable abstractly
of polysyllabic demise,
dissonance of denying language
expressing First Nation climates
inside as outside
up and down
back and forth imaginations
within enculturing languages of time.

Healthy democracy would not merely debate
reasonable extremities of over-heating Earth’s survival,
but would center focus on regeneratively rediscovering
past and future optimizing reasons
toward reweaving nature-spirits of discerning climate health
as optimizing wealth
both inside yin nurturing
and outside yang cooperative,
universally uniting democratic control.

Explorers seeking further curiosities
recreating what’s next,
together,
gathering nature-spirit voices
deferring to more original health
enculturation/decomposition histories,
ebb and flow of nurturing Earth,
multiculturing languages
speaking through passing lights and darks
of Time
incarnating healthier climates.

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Sounds of Safety

If the sound of a bomb falling
on someone else’s home
is the first way you can hear your own safety,
your community defense,
then you have buried older
more pervasive
sounds of love and laughter
of which humanity was made
from regenerative seeds,
not degenerate needs
to blast back.

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Fighting For Fairness

Liberty is not a synonym for ravenous self-determination.
For every freedom to grow
there is a reciprocal freedom from incursion.

When our individual or national purpose
reduces self-with-other mutual determination
and reiterative processes of evolving redetermination
down to autonomous libertarianism
as freedom from infringements,
then our pursuit of happiness
is no longer concomitant with our hopes for growing health,
and our pursuit of wealth-hoarding freedoms
becomes idolatrously removed from unifying roots
of equal democratic liberties of and for all,
freedom to optimize wealth of health,
happiness through mutually nurturing freedoms.

Selfishly autonomous determination,
articulating as cause for self-justifying violence,
delineating as causes of nationalism’s self-without-other determinations,
is not the original intent of democratic healthy purpose,
is heading toward monoculturing degeneration instead,
the opposite of multiculturing regenerate freedoms
to pursue our mutually optimizing wealth
of health.

Beware economists and politicians who speak of growing freedoms
yet remain silent about both personal and public prerequisite investments
in history’s nondual development
of healthy wealth
as wealth for regenerating health
of multi-generations.

Beware of those who advocate your freedom
to self-optimize,
freed of cooperative mutual tax investments
while hiding our collective responsibilities
to cooperatively own healthy authorities
for recycling Earth’s most deeply resonant integrity
of health-wealthing democratic values,
Yang’s ego-centric freedom to love
Yin’s eco-centric freedom from oppression,
suppression,
repression,
depression
sunk by patriarchal hubris
of anthroself-determination.

Pursuit of global liberty
is not a safe cover story,
much less a synonym,
for healthy self with other interdependent determinations
of and for cooperatively growing health,
further investing in Earth’s culture of integral wealth.

Elitist pursuits of self-determination
disguised as synonymous with complex freedom networks
thrusting anthro-authority over eco-responsibility,
has brought us to this precipice of climate pathology,
and not shared integrity
of healthy global climates.

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Listening For God

Among the Potawatomi
they speak of Yawe,
dynamic being,
integrity,
perpetuating interdependence
within this whole Earth system.

Among the Israelites
they only reverently spoke of YHWH,
again integrity
continuous historic interdependent perpetuation
within and between languaged fissures
of empty non-being.

Among the Taoists
again dynamic integrity
dipolar co-arising Yang embedded strong relationships,
exegetically stored and restored
between empty Yin fissures of non-becoming,
notnot yet imagined
exformational absence
aptic
potentially synaptic.

Among Buddhists
dynamic zen integrity
dipolar co-arising
Interdependent Earth
within and between Universal Empty Zero
basic non-being spaces
notnot imaged
yet diastatic places potentiating.

Among still communicating Christians,
they listen for YHWH’s
richly dense and resonant love
again integrity
perpetuating cooperative inductive-dominant interdependence
within this whole Earth climate
of mutual subsidiary systems
between universal language networks
for centering polypathic journeys
from and of and toward and away from seasons zen zero,
absence of integrity’s regenerate Promise,
notnot yet imaged polypaths
of Yawe.

Dynamic becoming,
integrity of nutritional values,
perpetuating healthy interdependence
within Earth’s (0)-sum
whole WinWin network of
Promise
Wonder
CoOperating Awe
EgoEco-Consciousness.

I Am
We Are Becoming
through cracks in patriarchal stasis.

 

 

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ReMembering Mortality

I wonder if something essential
to my individual identity,
our diverse ego centers,
must become recognized as waning,
on it’s
my
decomposing way toward death,
absence of hope for infinite future physical ego-integrity,
before it becomes possible to grab on to CoOperative Promise
with my more inductive eco-centering feeling left hand
to grow again from non-dominant
embryonic RightBrain organic seasonal beginnings
of listening for global multicultural integrity,
that matriarchal matters more, some Advent seasons,
and equally, during transitional birthing seasons,
and sometimes less revolutionary
yet still dipolar co-arising ego’s relentless waning.

Not just knowing death as incoming (0)-sum absence
of capacity to return love offered,
fear threatened,
but also gratitude for each eco-normative relationship
having become matriarchal integrity reborn,
some gone before already
and yet many to continue on
throughout this our eco-operating lines.

It is in my ego vulnerability
that Earth’s continuous matriarchal rebirth
grows reweaving
reborn,
both within my personal landscape
and across this our ecopolitical global climate.

 

 

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Hearing Colors

When I see in colors
I say Yes
softly or loudly
and usually in-between
depending on our vibrancy together.

When we see in black and white,
we say maybe yes
and perhaps not
and other shades of ambivalent grey.

I cannot see in black
as I cannot see white at all
except perhaps as shades of transparency.

When I hear in resonant music
I say Yes
to truths of resolution,
trusting resilient motions of emotion
integrity of life
life as integrity
potentiating further regenerations;
new songs for perpetuating tomorrow.

When I hear in words
I’m listening for what’s missing.
Lyrics without a melody
are just more disappointing words.

I see best in full dressed color
and hear our dynamic truths
most resonantly as music
in soft sizzling preludes
on through conflagrations
loud climatic revolutions
followed by silence
black as night
waiting for white
bright dawning colors
dancing new music
vibrant washed.

Learning in full octave ranges
we can see a child
listening for a parent
seeing community developers
and violators
listening to fellow politicians
longing to write and read
hear and speak poetry together
while seeing as musicians
swelling gospel choirs
and drumming
burning orchestrations
of co-redeeming music
in full non-flagging flames of color.

When we hear in colors
we see full octave best
until it’s time for rest
notes that last
until they don’t
turn just right bright
vibrant multicolors.

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Sorcerer’s Apprentice

S/he knows hot cold felt co-passions
calling to become Bodhisattva Caller,
EarthTown Crier,
co-messianic prophet of brightest gloom
begging prophecies still hiding

winning our least best common denominations
racing diverse nurturing
of ecotherapeutic tranquilities,
resonant resilience
to both call and cooperative calling back
listening through speaking
what has fissured pathological cracks,

powers of matriarchal hurricanes
nurturing yet controlling
Earth’s patriarchal steadfast Peter rocks
deaf to nurturing calls of invitation
but best for flat plane echoing
climates full
uprising
evolving
revolutions
calling as we nurture echo-call,
crying as we nature fall,
supplying all we together recall
competing WinWin cooperations,

co-operators
of and for peaceful piracy,
creolic recreations,
trumping each reweaving species
relearning shared vocations
as Solidarity’s apprentices.

Climatic avalanches self-invite
what we co-invited yesterday
as bounty.

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Politics of Nutrition Economics

Currency reifies values.
Cash represents value.
Capital iconically,
and capitalism idolatrously,
removes humanity
from Earth’s gifting cooperative nature
as reciprocating nurture.

Value,
like organic interdependent nature,
does not grow by hoarding its icons,
but increases in diversity and resilience
through multiculturing, creolizing, nuance,
growing diverse development networks of exchange
through equivalent WinWin nutritional values,
norms of and for cooperativity, love, even transubstantive hypostatic,
as more powerful than WinLose competitions, adversity
and its chronic stepson, violence
and its cousin, rabid militaristic non-thinking instincts
of and for self defense
that looks and smells and feels to alien others
like threat of actively distrusting offense.

Value includes qualitative potential for Earth’s regenerative nutrition,
interdependently includes our humane natures of cooperative gifting,
paying values forward as hosts of/for Earth’s bounty,
receiving value in return, as and when needed to be given
by otherwise mutually naked guests
in exile from co-creating Paradise.

If the transport of goods and not so goods,
of valuables and toxins,
like other exchanges of information and exformation,
regenerative intent and degenerative praxis,
is about our shared nutrition-communicating economy,
does it not follow economic science itself
could not exist as the study of financial value/disvalue trends
without being seminally rooted
in a positive psychology bias?
Toward nutritional is better than toxic communication.
Communication as transport,
exchange,
relationship,
transaction,
interdependence essentially cooperative
and equivalently normed,
valued.

Positive economics
[and reverse correlational double-binding negative bilateral exformational trends]
is to cooperative ownership and design management
and trends of/for further exchange
as healthy politics
is to positive/double-bind negative communication
of/for mutually subsidiary trust
as/in co-investment,
[“of…as” is descriptive definition,
while “for”…”in” invite further prescriptive delineation]
mistrust as mutual divestment
of/from nature’s most powerful original intention
toward interdependent gifting
from among Earth’s multiculturing resilience, resonance
evolving
revolving
inclusive revolutionary values,
ecosystemic health as nutrition/toxin norms
with ego-holistic resolution.

Otherwise,
political and economic currency continues to miscommunicate
mere reification of Earth’s cooperative values.

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HiStory Times

Once upon an evolving time
we were a great first nation,
or second nation,
depending on your historical perspective,
but definitely not a third nation
although some cooperative economists
thought we might be competing ourselves
in that over-invested and ego-inflationary direction.

This first and second nation
had grown tired of electing puppy dogs,
with bought and sold kennel cough
and regurgitation,
as Chief.

Living within this mighty nation was a Big Bad Wolf
who campaigned by shouting “Wolf”
and cheerleading for BigBad Woolfacism,
and the sleepy and bored people
found this exciting as if more entertainment
must be a change for better
rather than almost unimaginable worse
and so nearly half of them
stumbled into dog-eared polls
and elected Chief B.B. Wolf.

B.B. Wolf took his wolfish degenerative promises somewhat seriously,
thinking, sort of, and both reasonably and unreasonably enough,
this was why he was new Chief Wolf,
but became frustrated
as he learned the larger half who had impudently voted for Other
were more hoping for a Big CoOperative Wolf
which he considered more of a Big Bad Bitch.

Tired of hearing “Wolf!..Wolf!”
and “Come hither Bitch!”
twittered and beeped and compressed across every media outlet,
this battered tribe began turning off their radios
at mere mention of B.B. Wolf,
stopped choosing to read his anti-potlatch tweets,
boycotted every paper and editor and blogger,
story teller and poet
who dared mention Chief Wolf
and his campaign of blighting promises
and threats
and competing WinLose compromises
and fake news
and non-events
and non-plans
and non-design
and non-cooperative
and non-trust
non-sense
non-sensed
non-sensing
non-sensual
non-sensical scrambling politics.

This went on for near a week
before B.B. Wolf’s press secretary
called a Briefing
to which no one came but him, or her,
depending on which secretary drew the shortest straw that morning.
No one even briefly bothered hearing for sure
which came to represent
further dissonance and dismay.

By afternoon
even B.B. Wolf heard his own empty echoing chambers
and twittered “Never mind.
I’m the first and best Chief
to ever hold a Brief without pressing business anyway.”
Then announced he would be happy to try something new,
to mindfully listen to questions and comments
and concerns
to see if we might together become smart enough
to come up and down with some well-planned feasible answers,
somewhere this side of more fake non-news,
non-events,
etc…

Someone
way in the back of the smallest press room
in the smallest town
in the shortest State,
some BBB, no doubt,
as the Chief would later say,
asked him what Saudi Arabia
might have been willing to invest in
with less toxic outcomes
if he had offered wholesale
on trees and organic edibles,
wind turbines and solar panels,
natural construction and organic gardening
and nutritional militias
armed with our best good regenerative seeds
and permacultural nurturing designs
for care-giving and -receiving
and global cooperative health insurance
and mutual wealth of resonance assurance.

Still, he had promised to think about it
and so he did the best he could
within his echoing silo.
But the next day
all this nation’s media
on- and off-polypathic communication lines
that spacetime 4D regenerative mattered
twittered and tweeted
blogged and editorially bleated
mindful questions
and cooperative “Yes…and…” responses
listed blisteringly out loud
like positive organic healthy yeast
far too deep and rich for B.B.. Wolf to hope for continuing control
much less to actually nurture and manna lead
like a Big Good Wolf might have started,
and then watched what we together might have remade.

He “Wolf!”ed to agree to disagree
and did so endlessly
but all the larger half not in his fan base
and at least half of his smaller half of former followers
were much too busy
refilling all his negatives
with their WinWins
“Yes that healthy choice,
and how about this nutrition too?”
instead of their old degenerating
WinLose
anti-climatic ways.

This remained such the larger gospel reweaving story
B.B. Wolf had no one to rant at
and, frankly, not much to do
other than playing golf
and counting his money
which were his trump cards anyway.

And so it is this story began
with selecting Chief B.B Wolf
and ends
with everybody living happily
and healthy wealthing ever after.

A moral of and for this story:
That’s what big bad wolves are for,
to show you what is best
to more relentlessly ignore.

But,
I’m sure we can, together,
think of both…and nutritional more.

Our Beginning:

Once upon an evolving time
we were a great first nation
and second cooperatively matriarchal established state,
co-depending on her-historical perspectives…

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