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Dangerous Cowards

There was an earlier time
that came to mind
this day I heard dangerous fears and angers
called cowardice instead,
back 200 years ago
in the United States,
when Northern industrialists,
relying on southern cotton
to mill fabrics
clothing cotton-picking slaves
and other whiter folks,
joined Southern slave-owners
to refer to Abolitionists
as cowards.

Moral cowards
for threatening Orthodox ecopolitical viability
as it was misunderstood
in that 200 year old time and place.

Naming radicalized revolutionaries
Cowards
might provoke despair
to further points of violence against innocents,
the non-bullies of democratic process,
majority rule,
but will not dissuade inpatient intolerance
of their view
that what we say of them
is what we, in fact, are.

Whether this radicalized voice and action
is to Abolish further violence,
further buying and selling of sacred nature
further hubris of owning what can only be gifted,
borrowed through mutual consent,
or to Abolish established inclusive democratic peace,
makes all the morally healthy difference.
Yet, in either case,
whether healthy or pathological radicalization,
naming the Abolisher a coward and a fool
needing to be stamped out
will merely spread this nascent revolution
toward further violence growing higher boundaries
to hopes for cooperative sanity.

When we look behind the normal public tour
of terrorist acts and actors,
the rhetorical reviews and guided stories
most frequently told,
we are likely to find a long familiar risk
to public health;
variations on cultures of patriarchal abuse,
matriarchal neglect,
and desecration of RightBrain ecopolitical equivalence.

For this reason, if no other,
choosing emasculating words
like cowardly and disloyal
and unfaithful,
is a choice to notice only deception
while revolutionary inception festers into flowering
further blasts of suppressed anger
hyped up hate
furthering Earth’s climates
of pathological fear.

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Creolizing Language

We populate our LeftBrain language with nouns.
We populate our RightBrain relational verbs with objects,
with objectives,
cooperatively positive
and competitively mistrusted
as notnot double-binding negative.

We populate this bicameral life with animated subjects
and unanimated,
static objects.

We animate Earth-bound sensory experience
with dynamic integrity toward growth
regenerate maturation of health,
and dynamic disintegration toward dissonance
decaying pathologies.

We dynamically learn with Earth’s animate objectives
which are ergodically abundant rhythms of integrity
and which are also destined for,
at risk of,
negative correlational exformation,
co-arising decomposition,
reverse notnot ergodic,
one dynamic system moving backward through time
toward embryonic beginnings
of hypostatic uniting integrity’s potential,
rebirthing new creolic animism,
a new systemic word for what had been two or more.

We ergodically populate relational languages
retelling embryonic creation
and desecration stories,
rhythm spiraling spacetime patterns
of nature-spirits
nondual
co-arising from seasons,
spring birth toward death of winter’s stasis,
forecasting summer’s diastatic maturation
for repopulating autumn’s language harvest
of creolizing relationships,
degenerate implied within
dynamic positive regenerate erections,
objectives,
objects,
reasons for ergodic fertile seasons
yet to dynamically co-arrive.

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Growing MultiCultural Health Zones

In PermaCulture Design
we have orthodox healthy outcome trends
which we call polycultural development,
and we have decompositional unhealthy outcomes,
when life does not go as integrally planned,
which we call, by comparison,
monoculturally unfortunate results.
More of a weedpatch
than the organic Paradise we had in mind.

This broad range of negative monocultural
and positive polycultural outcomes
we map from ego-center on out
to extended families and guilds of ecosystems
and globally cooperative/competing ecopolitical networks,
inclusive of all Earth as a Whole Open System
wombed by a presumably ecobalancing Original Intent.

Zone Zero: -,- notnot 0 emerges each individual egocenter,
originating from a long continuous Earth-matriarchal line
of humaneing mindbodies,
Left/Right bicamerally-bilaterally-binomially normed
for WinWin co-regenerative planning and governance.

Zones One through Four: +/-1 through +/-4
EcoCenter defined as habitat, home,
positive means healthy,
negative means pathological-decompositional-degenerative.

Zone One: Home, house, household, residential family,
for better and worse.

Zone Two: Healthy ecopolitical inter-relational systems, nutritional communions.
LeftBrain deductive orientation–objects, tools for health care industry,
accomplishment,
gardens and grocery stores,
exercise routines, meditation, medical care-giving and care-receiving,
places of employment, learning, vocation, therapy, healing.

Zone Three: Network space for nutritional catch and re-invest wealth
of health resources
for optimizing nutritionally abundant fairness,
democratic co-operating communion,
guilds for financial and governance functions,
administration of healthy ecosystemic inter-relationships
between Zones 0-2,
culture of integrity and solidarity ecopolitical services,
integrated cooperative re-investment governance networks
informed by WinWin Golden Rules
applied across all multiculturing (0)sum rooted
Left/Right
ego/eco-centering traditions.

Zone Four: Earth and Whole EcoSystemic Habitat,
universal communion of integrity, solidarity,
mutually subsidiary mentorship, freedoms, authorities, responsibilities,
care-giving Zones 0-3,
polypathically care-receiving inclusive of Zone 4 OurSelves,
Earth as Commons Cooperatively-Owned Communion,
LeftBrain dominant–Objects with health-wealth objectives
for ego/eco balancing long-term polycultural abundance.

Zones Zero-Four Negative–dualdark cosmological
delineated as notnot positive light ecological.

Appositionally dipolar co-arising degeneration, exformation.
Regenerative DNA-RNA fractally-seasonally-nutritionally valued,
degeneratively disvalued as double-bind negative polynomial Yin
subliminally implicating positive polypathic interdependent co-operative Yang.

-,-0 RightBrain YinSquared = +1 Yang LeftBrain
N(NP) = Polypathic YinSquared/Yang ethological bilateral cosmology,
(0)-sum eco/ego R/L balance,
original evolving/revolving intent,
hypostatic thermodynamic ergodic
bi-septic mindbody assumption
favoring health as positive nutritional/nurturing WinWin reiterations
of YangForm with YinNurturing CoFunctional EcoPolitical Balance.

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ManicDepressive Climates

Depression is like dying
without hope this process will end well,
without remediation
at least not for my closely held ego-identity,
and despair
this turning inward
creates a cocoon by avoiding outward.

Focal awareness of ego mortality,
immanent and emanant,
eminent,
turns inward,
returns inward
in despairing response against outward;
the whats and whos of external metaphysical life.

Depression brings tacit fixation on mortality
while advanced notice of irremediable pathologies
brings focal awareness
this is ego’s final stage of turning in,
away from out,
now already on that other side of a great timeless ego-boundary.

Those who die alone,
whether through depression or physical decomposition,
live inside a cloud of memories,
worries and anxieties
within which hope of further actively interdependent relationship,
experience of therapeutic communication,
may evaporate
especially if this is how we have lived apart together.
These alone with worries easily overwhelm
abandoned within our depressed boundaries
against others,
against possibility of natural experience as joy,
wonder
curiosity
compassion
love within further health becoming.

Depression, especially as it grows chronic,
within an individual,
within a played-out political culture,
within a longterm economic trend,
can be accompanied by paranoia.
Fear of turning terminally inward.
Worry that there is nothing inside
still becoming part of outside,
without capacity to influence, effect, affect,
other than to infect with further contagious
anger and depression about isolation
and deprivation,
neglect of healthy relationship,
violent ego-abuse
craving therapies for self-administered escape.

Internal voices become an anxious debate
about over-consuming
and under-producing life.
Not measuring up to original hopes
and intent of co-creating Paradise.

Depression is typically humorless,
especially when accompanied by flights of paranoia.

Humor, whether manically fluid
or dryer, more cool sardonic,
more vulnerably exposing of ego’s childlike dispositions,
and adolescent gender-related predator and prey articulations,
is not accessible from within paranoia’s cocoon
of fear
that ego’s core is empty white cold disassociating noise.

Manic oppression of others
erupts into the geometric opposite view,
what was concave depressed grows convex anger,
even rage.
Ego becomes SuperEco,
equivalent with Earth’s polypathic interdependent
ecopolitically self-justifying powers,
entitlement to terrorizing extremes
to take
to use
to enslave
to exploit
in return against Earth’s profound disappointments
and unfairness suffered in the name of others’ claims for freedom
to own whatever and whomever remains outside Left-your/Right-our
self-identified cocoon of integral becoming.

Love and humor and regenerate faith
lie midway between these two extremes
of manic Yang interdependent ecopolitical empowerment
and negative dualdark Yin,
both depressed for reasons of past mutual oppressions,
and feeling antipathically paranoid
about this great emptiness inside.

Both love and humor
evaporate this great barrier reef
between tragic depression
and comedic obsession
with our overpowering egotistic LeftBrain dominant charm.

Capitalism,
as contrasted with cooperatively co-investing capital,
is in idolatrous tension
with therapeutic roots
of Catholicism
and all forms and rituals of Messianic Saviorism.
Here lies our incapacity
to both serve a regenerative healthy God
and a degeneratively reified,
desacralized,
depressed Mammon,
organic Creation
without nutritional Creator.

Capitalism grows ever more virulently rabid
as my ultimate Win
always and everywhere must be at your Lose expense;
investing in manic ego is my higher priority,
and should be,
in dubious fact,
due to laws of competitive predator nature,
must be above cooperative organic investing
in ecoEarth as holy Other.

Whereas positive faith systems,
including all dialects of Judeo-Christianity and Islam,
Buddhism and Taoism and Hinduism,
teach, and sometimes behave,
following WinWin cooperative Golden Rule
as Original Intent of regenerate Earth
iconized as God
and/or Goddess
and/or Allah
and/or Atman, etc.

So, when we hear,
through our too often depressed
and repressed
and suppressed ears,
that military threat and violent arms
are our ecopolitical first choice
to grow economic freedom away from depression,
we can also hear the satanic voice of Capitalism
growing freedom toward
totalitarian manic monoculturing Yangism.

Capital,
removed from a sacred ecological resource for health co-investment,
becomes degenerative of wealth for interdependent freedoms,
rooted in this equivalence
between universal co-relational identity with Earth,
our original embryonic Paradise cocoon,
wombing empty integrity,
(0)-sum ego-ecopolitical
cooperative nondual co-arising intent
as timeless interdependent/empty co-identity
within RealWorld cooperative spacetime.

This barrier reef of Left with Right identity
includes both polypathic comedy
and antipathic tragedy,
yet never all of one
unless some of other,
each side searching WinWin applications
reiterating Left-Right Golden Rules of Tao-balance,
recreating freedom
synonymous with both heady capital
and nondual dipolar tailish eco-equity
co-investing fairness.

Freedom from depression toward sublime multiculturing wonder;
freedom to elate subprime depression’s passing.

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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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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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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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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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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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Laundering Her Accounts

New England’s late May sun was long up,
and yet her laundry began to unfold
and clip onto the droopy clothesline,
while yet to warm into 8 AM.

She wore a light spring jacket
and need not think long
about why and how much of water
she consumed each day
each month
each year.

These numbers are written on ledgers of her mind
and asset hanging body.
Food
and heat
and phone service,
electricity
and water
and even some of her compost.
All off-site store
and on-line purchases.

Balancing thoughts nutritional,
sometimes toxic piles of consuming laundry lists
from diverse and fragrant markets.
This was an easy stroll
down double-entry accountability lane
compared to thinking through what she had produced.

Which reminded her to breathe
and about air.
The good air she had breathed all year.
She had no bill for services rendered,
in large part by the trees,
but the ecology and chemistry are complicated.
Still, no bill.

And what about all the bad air she had produced?
No one seemed likely to repay her.
At least not with kindness.

Yet she had also produced some good air,
and so had her daughters and sons.
And she had produced them,
without as much help as she might have preferred
for so much poopy laundry.

Come to think of it,
no one had sent much of anything
for her investments in retaining this planet
with capacity for self-naming Earth,
or any other name either
as far and deep as she could linguistically foretell.

She didn’t bring home a paycheck anymore.
That could have been a measure of her production value.
Yet she was not so sure
which part of all those hours
and years
would end up on the positive regenerative asset side
of self and other investing income
and how much was more degenerative and toxic.
Both trends paid the same in cash,
but not within her warm-washed heart.

This was her accounting problem.
She could measure consumption with her mind and body
but she wanted to balance her production values
and disvalues with her heart,
maybe only because her mind could not wrap around
the positive and negative productive garnering numbers.

What did she produce in healthy amounts?
Too much clean laundry or not enough?
And what else might she over-produce
in toxic overpopulating quantities?
Is this all her kids could be and hope for?
Her contribution to inhumane overpopulation
to further deteriorate Earth’s healthier climates.
What futures would these well-worn clothes cover?

This must not be enough.

So she talked and listened with other women she knew,
including her mother and grandmothers,
but also her daughters,
about how they cooperatively and competitively approached
their double-entry accountability issues.

One grandmother
made a conserving assumption
that all her breath was wasted,
so entered her heart-felt numbers
on Earth’s negative side–
we are intrinsically bad for other nature-spirits.
But also made her balancing assumption,
all her intakes of cash were sufficient in return.
An even exchange,
positive feedback capital
balancing all her bad breath outflow.
Her clothesline
carried only her own clothes.

Her other grandmother
spoke of a rule
her mother taught and listened to tape-measure through each day.
If she had some negative feedback to invest,
it must wait until she had completely played out
any positive feedback
she could honestly express.
In this way she could predict
her positive productions
at least 0-sum balancing
with her negative airs
and positions,
policies and partnerships,
pairs and repairs of pants and socks
and other relationships;
her economic and political productions
across her project lifeline.

She said her goal was to consume
at least as wisely balanced as she produced,
to give at least as well as she had taken.

Her daughter went on-line
to frame a women’s global cooperative.
And then she quantified her negative consumptions
of mind and body
against and with her positive heartbeats and breaths,
to see and hope and hypostatically hypothesize
thermodynamic ecopolitical balance
as 0-sum WinWin
cooperative ego/eco-systemic balance,
slow-growing her matriarchal cooperative laundry ownership
of this women and allies cooperative
transfer and exchange market
for healthier global climates.

She followed her daughter on-line
to co-mentor with her global sisters,
and allies,
how we can add and subtract,
divide and multiply
our cooperative positive mutual dividends
invested for each other
more than WinLose against.

This did not necessarily resolve her ecological balance sheet
but her daughter’s on-line cooperative intention and outcome bank
of entries,
nested by individual within local bioregion,
did resolve and resonate with her accounting
by double-entry
regenerative v degenerative 0-sum balance issue.

Now what was in and on her heart and breath,
was also expanding out through cooperating breasts and chests,
WinWin more than competitive WinLose.

What continued in patriarchal Washington,
and other capital-consuming cities,
hoarding breath ’til smoke-filled blue
denying Earth’s climating pathologies,
faded back somewhat from terrorizing view
because this hoarding vision of contemporary history
was no longer the only cooperative-competitive game in town,
and across Earth’s matriarchally treed forests,
networks,
embryonic organic networks,
regenerative and decomposing lines,
perennial spirals
recycling productive Yang with cooperative consuming yin-fractal DNA
seasonal 0-sum
WinWin reiterative primal relationships,
double-positive-binds,
not just light
but bright,
not just love
but polypathic beloving matriarchal communities
of and for healthy accounting balance sheets,
hung out to dry
on this sunny warm breeze May day.

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