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Dancing Through Thin Margins

There is an old and wise saying,
Take only what you need
and use everything you take.

We often consider the first part,
or at least make occasional stabs at simplicity,
but the last part is less frequently said
or thought about
as essential to healthy vulnerability.

If we don’t use everything we take
and have been given by others,
then we can be sure
we have been given, and perhaps taken,
more than we need.

Taking only what we need
sounds obvious and transparently ethical,
perhaps even aesthetic
in purity of harmonic intent,
yet more mysterious
and richer
and deeper
when we remember
that life itself,
and human life even evolving more so,
is lived in margins,
double-boundaried spaces,
places,
times,
seasons of growth and decay.

Earth’s marginal soul
is living soil and water,
surface wind and fire storms
and swells and ebbs.
RNA and DNA regenerate
on and within this thin biosystemic sphere
between atmosphere
and dead bedrock.

Life, as contrasted to not-life,
is a marginally placed process
of learning to take only what Earth offers
and gratefully using everything as cooperative gift.

Life derives from prehistoric photosynthesis
on Earth’s evolving and devolving synthesis
and revolving skin.
And our senses, all five,
each take what we need of this synthesis
to LeftBrain adapt
and RightBrain adopt
what our thin margin offers us
of and for a healthy simplicity
yet wealthy diversity
of synthesizing double-boundaried life through death.

Humane life is evolutionary
within Earth’s marginal organic boundaries
as we choose to use everything
our RNA and DNA Elders
have gracefully and phylogenically offered us
to swim and walk and fly
within Earth’s bountiful health boundaries.

Humanity defines what Earth has given
as marginally sufficient diversity
and is uniquely poised on a constant multicultural edge
to fully delineate,
acclimate,
creolize,
know polypathic gratitude
for this polyphonic boundary grace,
to deeply digest
and warmly decompose
every sensory gift of Earth
we take in
through this vulnerable ride
between natural birth
and spiritual revolution,

Taking only what marginal wealth
we need
and using every double-boundaried health
we gratefully receive.

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The 2020 Coop

The People’s Coop
is a warm inviting place,
for some
a reading and meditation
and arts practice and performance space,
for others
a place to ride sleek bicycles
with self-and-other improvement book racks
while peddling energy into the cooperative Grid,
sheltered by solar panel roof
and natural wood graffiti walls
spun and sung
with Mohammad’s Sufi Wind Turbinators.

Original coop founders
had been mural painters
and finger and toenail designers,
hair braiders
and community garden canners
and preservers,
soup and smoothie makers
and child-care cooperative providers
and home school teachers,
as well as the original upstairs apartment residents,
and those living next door,
working in the kitchen,
serving organic soup and bread
in winter,
juice smoothies
and fair-trade mocha freezes
to readers and talkers with listeners
during warmer sun-drenched months
relaxing on teak chairs
surrounding umbrella tables
in our outdoor street cafe.

The guy with a hot dog and bagel cart
joined The Coop
and invested each lunch hour
outside
then went inside to offer yoga
and chi gong classes
in the reading and quiet arts room.

Meanwhile,
more robust and rhythmic,
the kitchen and juice bar
shares open space
with a performance stage
bearing diverse drums,
a grand piano,
an accordion,
rather strangely popular,
and a karaoke machine,
lights and sound,
open mic days and nights
for comedy
and poetry,
story-telling
and rapping,
tapping and beating
and full gospel choir singing,
depending on who shows cooperatively up
to turn out
rather than in
over on the quiet side
of the all bells, but no disdaining whistles, Coop.

Coop peak periods
include rainy and cold afternoons
when street performers
come inside,
finish their soup,
put out their hats
and share a set,
then join juice and coffee and tea bar tables
and sometimes even take a turn
on hooked-up bikes and rowing machines
to operate the lights and mics
and blenders,
but not the mud and straw pizza oven out back,
fired with cedar and mesquite
producing organic vege and goat cheese
on whole wheat crust
for a light supper,
or multigrain scones with herbal high tea,
depending on where you came from
before you found The Coop.

If you remember
the incense and hope of 1960s Head Shops,
the heady roar and multi-racing of 1920s historic stops,
then you may come to see
The Coop is a further evolution
co-founded with 2020 PolyCultural ReVision,
exclusively of and for
those who are gay and straight
and especially everyone in-between
dead and new-born friendly,
cooperatively owning and organizing allies
for renewable multigenerational futures.

The Coop coinvestors
of and for reforesting
each coop business and community
as organically WinWin county and province solidarity
for healthy game strategics
and nutritional performance
and cooperative outcome producing places
where poverty of spirit
and vulnerability of nature’s self-organizing politics
is The Coop’s greatest strength of faith,
gratitude for Earth’s multiculturally abundant
natural-spiritual nondual
healthy
grace
place
space,
faces of polypathic
Planet Earth Cooperative.

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Proposing Cooperative Disposals

“The plants adapt, the people adopt.”
Robin Wall Kimmerer, “Braiding Sweetgrass”

Plants conservatively propose;
people liberally dispose.

RNA organisms nature,
DNA humans nurture.

Economic environmental systems co-invest,
Ecological political systems absorb
to re-invest.

Earth bleeds cultures of health
and pathology.
Humanity feeds histories of wealth
and poverty.

Legislative economists cooperatively propose
and occasionally choose.
CEO public service administrators
competently dispose
and occasionally build cooperative WinWin ownership.

Earth natures cooperativey adapt,
Human spirits regeneratively adopt.

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Social NonPlayers

To parents and other regenerative social workers,
including those in significant co-responsible relationships
plagued by poverty and/or neglect.

We could invest less time and resources trying to discover
if harm came to a household
and/or to oneself,
and/or those for whom we feel responsible,
because of an economy of poverty
or an ecology of neglect.

The answer is yes.

Poverty is the economic form
of our dysfunctional, way too LeftBrain Dominant, neglect,
relational neglect of any egocentric and monocultural type,
whether between uneven elite/non-elite couples,
or uneven geopolitical powers over disempowered nations and tribes and women,
international neglect of climate health,
inter-racial neglect of responsibility and opportunity to empathically multi-culturate,
and transcultural neglects of all impoverishing LeftBrain TooDominant relationships.

A better way of curing residential and extended family neglect
is to stop competing to disinvest away from poverty’s richer potential
as if this were Business As PoliticalEconomic Cooperatively Usual
as ecological, nutritional, health and safety responsibility
for absence of cooperative investment
where we all most need to regeneratively co-invest.

To parents and other regenerative social workers,
including those in significant co-responsible relationships
plagued by poverty and/or neglect.

We could invest less time and resources trying to discover
if harm came to a household
and/or to oneself,
and/or those for whom we feel responsible,
because of an economy of poverty
or an ecology of neglect.

The answer is yes.

Poverty is the economic form
of our dysfunctional, way too LeftBrain Dominant, neglect,
relational neglect of any egocentric and monocultural type,
whether between uneven elite/non-elite couples,
or uneven geopolitical powers over disempowered nations and tribes and women,
international neglect of climate health,
inter-racial neglect of responsibility and opportunity to empathically multi-culturate,
and transcultural neglects of all impoverishing LeftBrain TooDominant relationships.

A better way of curing residential and extended family neglect
is to stop competing to disinvest away from poverty’s richer potential
as if this were Business As PoliticalEconomic Cooperatively Usual
as ecological, nutritional, health and safety responsibility
for absence of cooperative investment
where we all most need to regeneratively co-invest.

Neglected people are impoverished.
Poor people are neglected
by other monoculturing social nonplayers,
and fed by other polypathic WinWin social players.

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In Our Town

In my town
the spiritual warriors conjoined our nature conservancy advocates,
our homeless entertainers and mystics incarnated all the green organic dreams of the food righteousness brigade,
the eternal earth-day worshipers
began pilgrimage with gardeners and pet-owners and parents,
to establish a CoOperative County SelfInvestment Fund.

No additional costs to county tax-payers,
zero-interest loans are available on widely variable repayment terms,
including a combination of direct monetary and indirect sweat-equity value balance, in which everybody’s time is worth 20 tax-free dollars/hour.

Philanthropists
joined cooperative networking hands with private individuals and corporations with retirement and insurance and other re-investable funds,
choosing to borrow from these funds to give (0) interest pooled loans to the CoOperative Fund
in lieu of paying real estate taxes directly into their local municipality.

This CoOperative Fund supports proposals to co-develop and ecotherapeutically design, plan, implement, evaluate and report nutritional v more toxic outcomes.
Proposals to join the emerging local cooperative economic and political network
of and for health, safety,
ecological healthywealth,
cooperative-rooted planning and repurposing recreative design,
communication and community development
WinWin compatible with private/public health policy and practice.

We have farmers teaching yoga and tai chi classes
in neighborhood police stations and senior centers,
the Boys And Girls Together All Lives and Deaths Matter Club.
Holistic artists work and play with therapeutic intent,
organic medicines,
including THC friendly climates and landscape designs.
We have community police advocating for community nutritional enrichment,
running programs for regenerative ecotherapies,
internal mind and body issues and ecopolitical concerns,
extended familial mind and body language
and communication therapies
and neighborhood dancers and writers and evolvers,
revolving together synergetically,
with multicultural integrative intent and healthywealth production outcomes.

All this, and much more,
supported by our CoOperative County Self-with-Other Optimization Fund
on behalf of regenerating health, including healthy climates,
including healthy ecopolitical climates,
and very much standing together in solidarity with all EarthTribes
against decompositional
mutually-immune distrust,
and other variations on pathological threads
of unraveling paranoid anthrocentric supremacist climatology.

We became bicycle and horse friendly towns
developing nondual Type A+B ClimateSupport attitudes
with stone-soup kitchen gospel and barbershop quartets,
homeless cooperative-incorporated street entertainment groups,
public plaza plays conjoining Agape with Eros,
proclaiming primal nurturing source and resources
at a full moon-time rally
celebrating nature-spirit harmonic Agape
as always embryonic evolving Eros.
Right timeless Brain is not so eternally timeless as to lose touch
with Earth’s mutually symbiotic transubstantiation
into love’s climax integrity,
Agape Left with Empty-Eros Pay Life Forward Right.

Jehovah Witnesses began intermarrying with Rastafarians,
mutually recruiting THC-worshipers
to join them and bring their vaporizing incense burners,
if they would be so kind.
They all have a much better time,
spiritual-climate positive; not so toxic,
and have been eating more organic healthier-wealthier too.
Jehovah has come back into and onto Green Organic Earth Gardens of Paradise,
once thought hopelessly lost to climate pathologies.

Wait til you hear their latest town council proposal
for improving ecopolitically regenerative climates
in our more CoOperative County.
Or don’t.
I’m sure you have your own better judgment,
swimming in cooperative exegetical health v pathology discernment
more socially cooperative economic and political ideas
for nurturing therapeutic multicultural climates of inclusion and love,
of mutual help,
and not so much mutual condemnation.

 

 

 

 

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Sacred Secular Identity

We all have emerged from one nutritiously multicultural heart,
one sunlight into
one DNA patterned and structuring rhythm compliance
with resonant RNA.

Predestined to remain within harmonic restraint limits,
yet free within these interdependent limits
to play ecopolitical WinWin healthywealth all day
every day and night
each in our own sacredly native nature way.

Utopia is polypathically multicultural.
We all know what Paradise dreams look and smell and taste and feel like
to a girl baby in Africa
as to an old gringo in the Americas.
These are the opposite of Hell,
ubiquitous monocultural excesses melting into LoseLose ecopolitical climates,
regardless of where and when you land and plant and grow on Earth.

What, then, are the ecopolitical merits and demerits
of a social justice,
much less an entire Earth Justice,
that we intentionally take off the scales of value-balance
when blindly thinking and speaking of criminal/victimization justice?

For which of us has never lived in both landscapes,
together;
that of utopian benign intent
and that of environmental terrorist outcomes?

And when do we most need and long for justice,
when we are well fed and among healthy social friendships,
or when we are incarcerated, without family and friends,
without good nutritional food,
shared meals feeding fertile listening and speaking?

If we seek ecopolitical wisdom,
if we can remember what it is to be homeless,
to become hungry for food and love,
to be ostracized and humiliated for poverty of positive social resources,
all of us remembering our moments with and among and as
economic and political non-elites
struggling together,
like twins for evil and good,
then we can co-empathically trust
that our best optimal criminal/victim justice
is discerned through ecological,
ecopolitically balancing,
peace-filling mutually mentored climates of graceful co-arising mercy.

Ecopolitical justice
always begins with (0)-sum Mercy!
I know we’re all doing the best we can
but this is not yet regenerative enough!
Not yet healthy enough!
in-between sustainable climates for elites within all us non-elites.

More explicated Interdependent polypathic regenerators
are already empowering cooperatively with multicultural others,
others yet implicately wending our metaphysical way
toward Earth Rights
as Golden Maturing PostMillennial Empty/Interdependent Regenerative Norms.

Norms and rules and laws and values and climates and landscapes for healthier nutrition
for elite victims of our collective pathological subclimates
and non-elite self+other-victimizing criminals
defying internal/external climate health’s opportunities and risks,
appositionally-interdependent as holonically (0) sum bicameral polypathic,
co-arisingly dipolar,
multiculturally eco-criminal and ego-victim alike.

While it remains difficult to define both paradise and pornography,
we know them both when we interdependent/empty
sense them.

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Sacred Calculations

I wouldn’t want you to walk away
with any miscalculations about me.

I am about as wild and crazy as society will allow
without confinement for my own protection.

Whenever I read a self-marketing sign

Please Help…
Vacancies of home and stomach,
Needing to be filled.

I feed the bearers of these signs
of society’s emargination
into raw and naked
erase and start again.

When I notice long-haired grunge,
low-budget gypsys with backpacks and shopping carts,
heading toward me asking to become excused
for asking for things they need,
I head in their direction
to find our best redirection
together.

My husband begrudges every dime
and points out I’m too wild
for pouring mostly alcohol
or worse down throats
without a home.
He claims they’re addicted suicides
waiting for death’s embrace.

But, I say this is too often true
and who am I to judge
those who explore doing their best
of worst available options
given all their dark stuff come before
through self-medication
mixed with sheltered soups
and public kitchens?

Were I or he on that street
rejected by our own history of defeat
I would hope to find those wise enough to stay
with me long enough
to help medicate my way,
to suffer with my emptiness
and ask me please to stay,
tell them all my blues,
sing and dance this suffering away.

I’m retired.
Have more cash than I could ever need,
and don’t want to go out that way,
hoarding funds for those who already have too much
while somewhere out there stands
a homeless sign whose bearer
prefers to drink her lunch.

If our legacy composes
both what we do for love
and what we do not do from fear,
If both our action and omissions,
our positives and negatives,
remain behind to feed and haunt our kids,
then why would I not choose
to offer medicines of caring
when neglect is so clearly that of which
this homelessness was made.

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