Why Is It?

Why is it

those who reside in mental hospitals

find themselves struggling to remember

This is supposed to be a hospital,

and not a prison for society’s revenge?


Why is it

those who find themselves imprisoned

struggle to remind themselves

and each other

This is supposed to be a prison,

and not an insanely vengeful mental hospital?


Why is it

bondage breeds violence

as freedom feeds cooperative democracy,

mutual empowerment?


Why is it

defending capital-hoarding elites

breeds criminalization and militarization,

while freeing human natures

to embrace all Earth’s nature-spirits

feeds  ecological democracy

to polypathically grow,

contagiously expand in joy

and wonder

and mutual awe?


Inside Outdoor Voices

Just as honesty plants seeds of integrity
so too
vulnerability plants seeds of honesty.

My primary vocation
in this my gay grandfatherly retiring age
is to parent mindbody challenged adolescents
of diverse colors
as ecotherapeutically as possible
to optimize their and our wealth
of health,
growing nutritional elements and moments
into humanely co-operative organisms
with good days
more than bad.

More or less like watering the flowers
and ignoring the weeds,
or, better yet,
repurposing the weeds,
redirecting their potential energy
in a more nutritiously nurturing way.

My kids not only are vulnerable,
they know they are vulnerable,
and this tends to make them exceedingly honest
with themselves
with me
with each other
about what is funny and what is tragedy.

They are easy to parent
in this way.
Yet this same vulnerability
is their greatest risk
in a too often competitive,
and mindless of other’s special needs,

We communicate connected to the feeling level,
even while learning the ABCs,
the 1 through 100 percents of good and bad numbers
and proportions and balance and symmetry,
the drawing of self-portraits,
Earth and Her Sun.

Often these inside feeling voices
do not feel well enough to care about the ABC’s,
or even the needs of those we need to love
and to love us,
to be as lovely with as possible.
Inside feeling voices
become loud and angry and hurt outside voices.

I noticed this the other day
when old family friends dropped by.
Not quite as old as I
and therefore much less retired
from life’s exterior competitions.

When we had time to visit several times per week,
we often began together
checking in about how our inside voices were feeling today,
happy or sad,
depressed or triumphant,
and usually some more richly nuanced place between.

Then we would turn to our big outdoor voices.
What we were working and playing on and with
in our back and front and side-yards,
the gardens and woodlands of our productive nutritional lives,
how the pets and pests
and domestic egg-layers were feeling,
and why
and why not.

These two voices generally resonated with each other.
What we were working on with Outdoor Voices
said something about nutrition and health we were working on
as individuals
as a family
with our Inside Voices,
and vice versa.

Only then,
if there was nothing else to do,
no further outdoor recreations
and discernment projects,
would we return to more
yet less intimate and vulnerable
Indoor Voices.
Work and play projects in perpetual interior process.
The noticing of more ornamental acquisitions
like ceiling and wall and floor coverings,
safer boundaries
about what we could see together
through all those more interior feelings
and thoughts about relationships,
past and future and present interactions,
transactions of value and disvalue,
warmth and cooler apathy.

I remembered this yesterday
when old friends,
no longer neighbors, revisited
and we began with new floor and ceiling coverings
and ended with farewell.
They arrive so late
it is already past time to be back home
to get ready for another Indoor Voices
monoculturing day.

Which, this morning,
results in feeling blessed
to be here in this time and place
to listen and speak at our leisure
with my vulnerable no-boundary kids,
outrageously honest about their nutritional needs
and wants,
speaking with full volume integrity
in both Inside Outdoor Voices,
meets and greets and eventually defeats
through honest integrity
of repurposing redirection,
feeding the flowers
and noticing how funny the weedy Outdoor Voices
sound indoors
feeling our way through the ABCs
and the 1 through 100% flowering days
and mean weedy nights.

I’m surprised and disappointed
my former neighbors didn’t notice all the new fruit trees
and berry bushes
poppies and lilies
strawberries and tomatoes
onions and garlic
asparagus and rhubarb,
and 17 new solar panels on the roof!

My kids could care less
and probably never more
what our old friends did
and did not
other than their own Voices
vulnerably maturing into integrity,
I hope.

I’m glad they noticed,
because the liked,
the new floor and ceiling covers.


Gift Horses

If we want to improve our shared climates,
and our interior, more guardedly intimate and vulnerable,
then we best cooperatively manage our nutritional/toxic landscapes.

Annual planning by individuals and families
seldom hopes to regenerate ecosystemic climate health,
but can realistically engage in discernment of healthy landscapes,
interior and exterior.

Combined and shared within a healthy democratic culture,
our cumulative ego/ecotherapeutic intent,
are our best cycle of hope and positive multiculturing faith
toward global climate health,
and not so much internal/external pathology.

To fully embrace a gift,
especially those inherited from our Elders
and perhaps still accessible for our children
and their children,
is to invite our climates and landscapes as sacred ecological grace
and also to accept responsibility
for gifts uses,
maintenance and repair,
eventual repurpose,
recycling any degenerative waste produced
as a questionable gift
for Earth’s next generation of interdependent species,
and the next…
for how many generations?

Gifts, like sacraments, bring gratitude
for changing new authorities over resources,
nutritional flow of opportunities
but with a potential risk of responsibility
for contributing to our children’s toxic waste stream.

A principle of Permaculture Design
endorses planning from broader spacetime pattern
of spring through winter climates
and back to spring again patterns first,
then look more closely
deeply in to more specific landscape networking details
of regenerative authorities
inherited from Elders
and degenerative responsibilities,
healthy production flows
and unhealthy waste streams
left to and for fragile future new-growth regenerators
and vulnerable degenerators.

Which is why,
contrary to what my grandfather advised,
I am learning to look even gifted horses
in their mouths
to count the landscape costs
and to appreciate climate details
of healthy horsepowered teeth,
devouring and recreating sacred ecosystems,
regenerative and decomposing change.


Energy’s Dying Wish

So, if I understand correctly,
you want to respond to inevitable energy descent
by upgrading incentives for cooperative communication,
positive information expansion,
research and regenerative design,
and ecopolitical evaluation strategies?

because we achieved current WinWin cooperative communication
and organic networking capacities
by virtue of investment advances
through recent past patriarchal dominant cultures
drawing down slow-grown renewable sources of energy,
especially oil and gas
coal and trees,
these having emerged over multiple millennial investments
of time,
stories told in ergodic rhythm languages
of Earth,
and yang-climate atmospheres
creating lungs for co-respiring systems
and bicameral hearts
for communicating nutritional feedback systems,
and stomachs for competitive and cooperative digestive exchange systems,
and capital-investing minds
for creating cooperative political empowering tools
and languages
and ecosystems.

Wow, that covered a lot of polyculturing outcomes!
Now, if we could come back down to Mother Earth,
and not quite so deeply lost within your nutritional ecology,
for our conversation today.
Could you say more about what you mean by cooperative v competitive invested communication,
are regenerative research design strategies
your suggested ecopolitical application
for more positive communication?

We have developed diverse frames for dipolar cooperative outcome farming
among more competitively complex survival relationships.

Systems theory speaks of whole interdependent co-arising networks
(and thereby also dualdark co-gravitating)
of mutual subsidiary alliance,
within a concave matriarchal,
lattice network architecture
co-empowering networks of cooperative communication.

Then, too,
we have Closed System patriarchal Business As Capitalism Usual.

We also see these dipolar contrasts across a co-arising spectrum
in Process Theology
and Game Theory,
where WinWin continues regenerative play
across relational transactions,
while WinLose competitions
of self more and others less
are rooted more in patriarchal capitalism’s
misunderstandings of Earth’s most regenerate revolutions
rooted in Mother Earth’s nutritionally nurtured
Golden Rule.

I’m not sure that responded to my question
about cooperative v competitive communication,
especially in this context of self-perpetuating research design.

Well then,
I’m not cooperating very well
am I?
Let’s see,
maybe an example.

Let’s imagine
you are the original creator of language.
Your job
is to research the function of things,
and the energy flow of relationships,
to invent, as inclusively as possible,
some sounds and actions
that become nouns and verbs
and prepositions
and then, too, some adjectives and nuancing adverbs,
and especially some exclamations
to communicate cooperatively
about when shit happens,
as it will,
but also when grace happens,
as Earth unfolds spacetime
in four equivalent dimensions,
an thereby must enfold concave
dualdark (0)-sum ergodic patterns
of co-intelligent balance.

So, my vocation
is not just to unilaterally invent polynomial labels
but also to find out what my family and friends
could effectively reiterate
as mutually nutritional information?

verbal sounds and nonverbal actions
for equivalent health v pathology meanings
between extended families of multiculturing species,
thereby growing positive exegetical communication,
and not just adding further eisegetical Towers of Babel
multicultural communication and concomitant economic
and political empowerment/disempowerment problems,
more than polypathically regenerative co-empowerment.

So we look and listen together
for cooperative resolutions
already in use,
and we notice historical relationships
between siblings first,
then between generations of siblings next,
on out to include all animated objects,
in process of becoming history’s polynomial network
of subjects.

Time unfolds bilaterally
and binomially
and multi-generationally,
where new-yin grows old-yang grows new-yin.
Every polynomial generation
seems to have not just our spoken nomial deductive label,
but also a setting apart from it’s organic hypostatic understory.
Every polynomial
includes an implied binomially interdependent cognitive relationship
with Earth’s other causes
and Earth’s oncoming multiculturing
nutritionally cooperative
and toxically competing effects.

Am I cooperatively communicating
this regeneratively co-designing
WinWin cooperative ecopolitical game yet?

I’m not sure your example helped your cooperative intent.
But, we are nearly out of time…

No, that can’t be.
Perhaps we’re merely running out of mutual highest priority time
for co-investment in this particular direction,
for now.

I stand corrected.

No need to stand.
Keep spiraling around our subject
in your reiterative
back to (0)-sum zoning in way,
helping us stay on our cooperative target.

perhaps you could give an example
of how we might upgrade incentives
for cooperative communication,
both verbal and nonverbal.

You’re asking about Golden Rule applications,
cooperating mythos with LeftBrain dominant logos.
To incentivize YinRight matriarchal equivalence,
give prejudicial weight to WinWin
as our default cooperative strategy
for research and policy development
and framing ancient WinLose polarized issues
between yang secular deductivity
and yin sacred inductivity,
because regenerative is to degenerative
as animating dipolar co-arisings
are to static polarizing competing extremities
not at all polynomial,
remaining dissonantly adrift
as notnot polynomial variations
for I Am
without yet echoing
Therefore We Are.

We are…

Cooperatively regenerate communicators
more than competitively WinLose degenerators.

That was an example,
or a principle?

An example
could be cash
for actively participating in cooperatively owned
and self-governed regenerative communication,
for WinWin choice-making valued higher than
WinLose overpowering,
for deep ecological economic education,
for democratic bicameral implementation
and whole Earth ecosystemic co-evaluation processes,
in which coal and oil and gas fields
are becoming increasingly disinvested,
while trees building Earth’s climates
and fire and water decomposing landscapes
each cast their Golden Rule.

Pay more for cooperative investment,
and charge less interest for co-investment.

Charge higher interest
and autonomous user fees for persons,
including corporations
who would continue competitively disinvesting
away from climate and landscape ecotherapies.

it feels to me like we have communicated
for future positive relationships
for us.
How about you?
Where would you place this interview
on your energy-giving v energy-receiving scale?
Where WinWin is (0)-sum balanced,
giving at least as good as Golden Rule receiving.


Earth’s Eulogy

Mothers have come
from throughout Earth
to bury our post-Trumpian dead.
Bringing both gifts and lamentations
as each finds appropriate
for healing
what cannot be stanched
and scabbed.

As gathering
we choose who will speak among us,
for this Earth eulogy.

At last our voices conjoin as bilateral one,
speaking back through history
and forth toward fading lack of future.

We have come from left to right,
north and south,
west through east,
patriarchal states
and matriarchal families
to bury our dead children
sacrificed for bipolarizing divisions
unwilling to wait
for this our dipolar co-arising
of healing cooperative polities
bilaterally harmonic co-investments
in Earth’s Original CoIntelligence.

We have come to bury and burn depleting polarities
but also to praise cooperative dipolarities
transforming this global revolution
away from climates of pathology,
here buried
burning climates of health regenerativity
here praised,
celebrating conflagration,
honored with both sacred and secular blood
of Earth-natured dispiriting loss.

We bury patriarchal losses to envy
and nationalism’s violent criminalizing greed
for lethal commodities,
once our productive sons and daughters
born through matriarchal love reborn.

We burn
in celebrated loss,
cut off from our resonant futures
through this inferno stink
of human flesh in cedar casket trees
no longer standing solidarity
of embryonic birth.

Our wombs like seeds
extend back
toward Earth’s first emerging dawn
now expiring
in this last flame of funereal dusk.

We disperse with silence
into this night,
each alone together
celebrating future songs
of praise for incentivizing peace
ever more resonantly co-resolving,
redeeming cooperative economies
of life for living love
not death for dissonant despair.

We witness this long new moon night
and following dawn
breaks to summarizing bottom-line headlines
for Mother Earth evolving stories,
turning creolization right side up
with multicultural agreements,
ecopolitical consensus.

No more
begin with war
to then follow by dividing up
the Father’s devolving spoils
for future competitions
in aggressive capital

For ever more
default with WinWin peaceful resolutions
following resonant reweaving
of matriarchal regenerational co-investment,
multiplying healthy nutritional wealth,
polypathic dipolar,
co-arising polyphonic bounty
back to time’s embryo,
this dynamic universe’s original
enculturing intent.


Hypocrisy in OnlyWhite

I am reading
“Democracy in Black”
by Eddie S. Glaude, Jr.
but continue reconstructing this title
“Hypocrisy in Only White.”

when I let my memory
look back to my own self-interests in history
as archaeological digging and prying and discovery,
adventure and curiosity
of my internal ecological development,
I reweave back
through still on-going matriarchal lines
that include,
are shared with,
anyone capable of reading
and comprehending
these words of regenerating memory.

to darker
richer genes and memes
of cooperative to still thrive today,
saving competitions for survival moments.

Back to
better to prey together
side by side
as neanderthal brothers and sisters
than to grow predative
against each other.

This Golden Rule
of dark Afro-Eurasian
equatorial resonant depth
of historical origin
in normative play
at least until we substitute capitalism’s
supremacist agendas
for rationalism’s ego-ecocentric
reweaving memory
of this original Earth Mom
magical and mysterious
then worshiped and danced
ritualed and cooperative ownership co-governing,
then more modern radical eccentricities
forgetting our shared matriarchal
memory of dualdark
hypocrisies of merely white inferiority
despair of remaining fully
who we together are,
where we have been
predating history
where we could return
each morning
with greatest polyphonic joy.

To paraphrase David Holmgren
(Permaculture, p. 113)
Containers were one essential organic innovation
necessary for this cooperative agrarian revolution.
Opportunities to refill organically produced bodies
are enormous
transitioning into recycling energy descent
for shared cooperative memory.
Reimaging full organic containers
is far better than sending us
away and down and out for recycling.
Most official ecopolitical waste reduction strategies
place little emphasis
on organic reuse refilling re-educating
deep ecologically learning containers,
or confuse WinWin refueling,
with capitalism’s WinLose recycling,
switching productive containers
into merely consuming eventual empties,
bleached-out white-washed faded hypocrisies
of purest supremacy against nothing
deeply densely
richly resonantly valued.


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.
and heat
and phone service,
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,
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,
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.