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Alpha’s Omega Passion

I am recirculating red
and dark blue blood,
through veins
and springing arterials
of integrity’s compassion

Altering
wounding segregated pathologies
of death avoidance
not life danced

When we
together
see Alphas
StraightWhiteMale dominating
every space
in timeless now

Circulating Anthropocenic
panentheistic parching Earth
in Alpha taste
and touch
and see

Omega’s green capital face
and organic viscera,
MeWe Janus de-polarized
feeling dizzy
with dissonance

Traumatized
by unsecretive eyes
for not-not objectives

With healthy names
usurped by straight
white anthro-engoddened men
no one dare name
or look upon
without shame,
monotheistic
punishing blame

Throughout our dynamic history
of multiculturally systemic
panentheistic
iconic
sacred becoming universe

Omega’s tipping point
toward integral win/win
strategic green
bi-hemispherically balancing
co-messianic intelligence

Recirculating red
and dark blue blood,
through veins
and springing Alpha arterials
of integrity’s Omega co-passion.

Note: Note: Inspired and written in dialogue with Jorge Luis Borges’ “The Aleph”, pp. 130-131.

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Widowed ComPassion

Said the old widow cook
to the drag queen son
feeding his/her dying abusive dad,
while offering her nurturing donation:

“I don’t want your money.
We’re not savages, yet.”

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Loving Jose

Yes, Jose,
this is another love letter
from anthroprivileged me
to LeftBrain dominant you
for multicultural us.

I’m still here
sinking into my deep blue camp chair
with feet resting on a weathered
wooden platform
for my monastic tent

Now folded
and masterfully squeezed into its storage bag
like a fat green sausage
with a thick
black fly zipper,
secure,
awaiting it’s next orgasmic coming out
to camp and play.

And you,
warm and glistening
listening you,
are still driving
west toward this transition
Saturday’s bittersweet sunset.

Perhaps already lonely
thinking
of what
and feeling whom
lies ahead
while all else feels left behind

Another week of adventure lost;
another week of memories gained

Yet memories have grown cacophonous
while adventures in knowing
new frontiers
grow old as shrinking Earth
grown bodies

Fading hope to feel
taste
see
hear
smell
touch abundantly enough
for this full life
experiencing love
quenched time

Comparing future now to back there then,
wishing we could have us all
warm and pleasant
in our head,
heart,
bed of intimacy
without embarrassing
premature limits,
boundary issues,
health precautions.

You tried to apologize
for not asking more
about my wounded kids

And I did not think to apologize,
but wonder, now, that I didn’t,
for not asking how you are feeling
and dealing
post prostate cancer

Remissions
feel like uncertain transitions,
undemanding admissions
both healthy opportunities
and diseased risks
lie beyond this day’s journey
toward Albany.

Perhaps you,
like me,
fear
and already feel
loss of intimacy
imagined
yet not touched,
thought
but not appreciably,
healthy needed
but not safely found,
sacred bound
for joy’s immense integrity.

When I walked into our group’s enclosed porch
this past Sunday
for my first check-in circle,
your first facilitation,
I thought of my former boss.

You look and sound
like Bishop Tafoya,
when he was your age
and I was half your age.

I had trouble
shaking this sage off.

It helps
that you sing
with warmth and passion
in fulsome baritone,
as the good Bishop
decidedly did not.

Nor could I imagine him
dancing with a white scarved fan
with integrity
flirtatious machismo
joyfulness
deeply resounding playfulness.

Do you have a type?
I wonder
Are you familiar with mine?

Those romantic,
erupting into erotic,
miracles of preference
we cannot control
or calm our appetites
to accept
AND appreciate,
anticipate
those with us
here and there
in and out of Gayla 44,
after and before
now heading west
away from east.

So much to hide,
to learn,
to unveil,
to set aside
for graceful aging,
and to warmly embrace
for compassioned wisdom
felt together,
rather than silently,
less sacredly,
apart.

The Center’s lunch bell rang
and now has gone

Absorbed by quiet shushing
and rustling
high in evergreens
baking in Mama’s summertime
weekend of commerce
and less commercial passions,
traffic rituals,

Pre-empting ancient natural liturgies
of sea,
flowing water
and strong mountains
inspiring bonfires
bond-fire between rising
and falling phoenix
conjoining
co-investing
multi-generational passions;
daddies and sons,
masters and slaves,
tops and bottoms,
poles and holes,
straights and rounds,
dipolar co-arising

Riding forward home
to what continues repurposing why,
reworking hidden meaning
as yet unredeemed
in sensory Business As Usual

Backward east
returning promises
of safe and healthy
bright happy new dawns
transcending broken hearts,
troubled mind’s
loss of time’s
most cherished values

Love’s integral compassions
resting first
returning last

Already
I miss you
ready to miss us.

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Resilient Redemption

Probably few of us
have capacity
to see ourselves
as both Angel
and Demon.

Many of us
have had the experience
of demonizing
and punishing ourselves
for sins of the past
extending into our present
festering
unresolved trauma.

Hopefully many of us
have also had the experience
of forgiveness
and saving ourselves
from sins of the future
because someone shared with us,
in some effective way,
that nothing
is always your autonomous fault

If only because
no organic creature,
anthro or otherwise,
is born
or can survive
radically autonomous
from non-ego centers.

Personal identity
follows interpersonal
ecosystemic individuation
developmentally
causally
and effectively.

I hear healing opportunity
in this responsible
yet not solely responsible
both/and way of consciousness

As well as traumatizing risk
of denial,
too cheap self forgiveness,
too easy hiddenness
of our secret
most private
feelings of guilt
about harming another

Both intentionally
and without malice,
accidentally.

A woman’s reluctant decision
to abort may feel unresolvable
between angelic win/win desires
and demonic win/lose fears
and angers

As might
her reluctant decision
to buy a gun
and several ominous rounds
of deadening ammunition

To protect herself
and her children
from traumatic demons
at her flimsy door

Not considering
her lack of experience
with braver angels
hoping to reassure her.

Therapeutic angels
may also wait,
curiously
and impatiently,
outside that same door,
searching for health’s
most wealthy bell
to dispel
shared dark shadows

In-between silent demons
we abhor
and sacred angels
we redemptively adore.

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Cooperative Journeys

It interests me,
this journey into the garden
each spring
to notice how diverse vegies
and flowers,
edibles
and ornamentals,
pollinators
and soil enrichers,
work cooperatively together
when they can

My own planning part
notices potential competitions,
for light
water
deeper top soil,
but these pursue
optimizing cooperation
to jointly thrive,
not competition
to barely survive
trauma,
stress,
pain,
loss,
duress.

While sitting in the shade
looking over a host of community gardens
enlivened
and enriched
by cooperative community gardeners,

I recall business
and even public sector classrooms
worshiping at the win/lose altar
of capital investment

Sure,
without responsible question,
that at the end of our lifetime journey
we will be celebrated by our successful oppressions,
suppressions of the vanquishable
repressions of the feminist weak
within ourselves
our gardens
our families
and compassionate friends.

This has not been my experience,
that I am celebrated by,
and for,
those I have divested of
like obstacles to overpower,
mere consumer subjects
to satiate into silence,
to financially abuse,
to emotionally neglect.

Whether contemplating
another spring season
of cooperative community gardens
or harvesting reasons
at the end of a long midsummer dream

In which we are religiously celebrated
for our multicultural passions
and polycultural communion,
participating in EarthTribe’s
cooperatively redemptive journey
back toward green
pristine Eden.

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Masked Medical Missionaries

Not sure why
USA red
relentlessly white
and not so much blue WholeEarth patriots
have consistently
selflessly supported
medical missionaries
vaccinating against every unmasked
health threatening disease
erupting in tribal life
of darkest social systemic Africa

Yet fail to co-empathically embrace
basic
fundamental
win/win evangelically redemptive
bipartisan public health care
here in domestic
Straight White
USA Christian
flag-waving homes

Where live and breathe
our own at-risk children

And climate threatened grandchildren

And pandemonic RightWing denihilistic
degenerating public and private health prospects
for great grandchildren

Who might hope to survive
for more than another wealthy
humane-divine century

Sacredly meaningful
unmasked
transparent
and multiculturally vulnerable
co-empathic
polypathic
public and private
EarthBound health.

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ForeGiving CelEmbracions

We all have had worst days and best days,
good and bad days and nights
works and plays.

My own largest part of learning to forgive myself
for bad days
of WholeEarth neglect
and win/lose interpersonal compromises,
for bad historic days
of letting go too easily,
too conveniently
forgiving my unforgiving
and unforgiven apartisanship,
for sins of Othering heritage,
for anthro-
and ego-centric supremacy

Is to celebrate our connecting
and reconnecting
wealthiest viral health
safe return
to humanity’s multicultural Home

Silently celebrating my ego’s
largest ecosystemic spaciousness,
deepest wisdom,
widest win/win compassion.

As we learn to con-celebrate
EarthTribe
re-exploring our nondualistic
indigenous
natural/spiritual heritage,

We embrace integral
holistic
holy
transparent
and vulnerably compassionate communications

Restoring green peace
through EarthJustice,

Remerging
regenerative
redemptive co-passion
celebrating my
and our
green eco/theo-logically peaceful
GoldenRule humane/divine identities

WellBeing constellations,
healthy bicameral democratic structures,
harmonic choruses,
fire-circle heated dancers,
multiculturing communion celebrants
cooperatively fore-giving our worst days
becoming our con-celebrated best days
and nights,
works and plays.

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BiCameral ReEducation

Bicameral education
recreates feelings of deeply safe integrity
and widely sustainable win/win nonviolent communication

Within
and between
green communion experiential
mindbody
healthwealth integral
organic systems
whole
holistic
openly regenerating

Ego/EcoSystemic
health redemptive
safe sustainable wealth potential.

To paraphrase Nancy Pelosi,
Our educational strength
is our multicultural
inter-religious
indigenous
universal wisdom

While our ecological health power
is our sustainable
integral
unitarian
Whole Open EarthView
BiCameral CoPassion.

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What We Mean ReConnected

Imagination
and timeless Muse memory
wears Her integral capacity
to naturally craft a re-ligious spirit
out of any transcendent
transparent
transregenerational relationship,

Within any AnthropoCentric
NonViolent Communioning Network.

And, a positively correlating observation,
proposition,
perhaps both decent and indecent,
sacred and secular,
sensory and sexual,

We can,
and have,
and will continue to
design gods and goddesses
out of any significant
deep and widely polycultural communing
EarthTribe Ancestor,
both enlightening
from above
and without,
and empowering
from below
and within;

Monotheistically transcendent,
and/or panentheistically communing,
imminent co-empathic trans-immanence.

Integrity’s Great ReTurning potential
transubstantiating potency,

Omnipotence individualized
in pride
courage
curiosity
commitment
to be freely and fruitfully known
as an Earth Worshipper
of Her omniscient natural Truths
and omnipresent spiritual Beauty.

But, I would be ticked in Hell
if anyone ever thought of,
and felt from, me
an individualistic Nation Patriot,
Patrician,
same ol’ patristic sad song
and delusional dance

A WELLNESS CAPITALIZED EmpireBuilding Worshipper
of colonizing
competitive
Win/Lose ZeroSum monotheistic
monoculturalism,

Greatly divisive
degeneratively intending
to not creolize within sacred Earth communion,
but to take over secularized resources
for ecopolitical consumption
unto transcendently supreme
StraightWhitePatriarchal AnthrObesity.

An ecologically resilient
and theologically resonant
Patriotic SpiritNature,
like EcoFeminist ReLigioning Integrity,
is potentially healthiest
wealthiest
and wisest

When direct prayers for health,
and wealth petitions to MotherEarth
are for nothing less
than our most regenerative
polyculturing
enlightening and empowering
Truth and Beauty
Heaven and Earth
Spirit and Nature
CoPassionate BiCameral Communion.

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Casting Earth’s Redemption

I need you to sing
the straight white male lead
in Phantom of Our Opera
as a Catch-22 steed.

I don’t sing with wit
and I won’t dance without it.

But, if that’s a no,
but hard for you to show,
you clearly have our great voice
for such a ghostly part,
you already know the music
you’ve been singing us by heart
throughout rehearsals,
now in your golden years,
so why not take this opportunity
for power’s famous staged reversal?

You offer unstraight
unwhite
unmale risks
of stirring up
and down
and all around
win/lose competition’s envy,
emotional divestment,
baritone emoting enemies
lacking full choral investment.
These outweigh
my Win/Win nondualistic soul’s
song to harmonically say

Earth shows resilient regenerates
when new solo star perforates
penetrates headlines and reviews
footlights ghosting headbrights
reflecting fame’s good news
degenerates longterm capital streaming
patrilinear beaming
neuro-defiant win/lose
must win today streaming
to not lose/lose
post-survival thrival screaming
unstill phantom climax dreaming

Of fractal group
organic Opera Theory
optimally beaming
not dissonantly singing poop
for Earth’s whole straight and not crooked
white and not famously bright
male and ecofeminist ringing
win if I win
and I lose if you lose
singing free of Catch-22’s
phantom divisive sin.

Get somebody else
for your Phantom cast
and multi-degenerative ZeroSummary
historic win/lose evolution recast
to beat into suppress
and shoot to impress
and ghost down repress,
to get even oppress
with RightWing dominant frowns
to shame,
punishing unwealthy judgment
for blame.

How would Earth’s Opera go on
if all those on our cast
felt your win to lose Sums
too risky to famously
win/win blast

Conserving ego-defensive ways
to individually shine
through singing solo days
of wearing ghost-defensive masks
for good health objective tasks

Like performing cooperative win wins
for NonZero Earth’s operatic vaccinations,
box office regenerations,
healthy audiences of resilient nations
cooperatively wealthing
full-octave resonant climate chorus
praising phantom co-pathetic
healthy wealth imaginations.

Then I would be a fool
ghostly worried
about survival risks of being
win/lose buried
beyond all win/win prospects
for multicultural communion

Opportunities for CoOperational respect
synergetically staged
ecopolitics correctly co-engaged
nonzero sung operatic survival
in full-octave win/win
biblical bodhisattva co-thrival.

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