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It’s Nothing Personal

You say it’s nothing personal
this neglect you throw my way
but surely you can see it is political
to fire me from power within your life this day?

And, if political then economic
as we have no investments or divestments
without some self and/or other empowerment intention
of relational transaction
or disinvestment from what had been
mutually empowering relationship.

No longer hope of these ecopolitical transfers
of self with other power
that have meant so much to me,
for me,
of me.
Yet, yes I can see,
you need to protect yourself
with this belief
that somehow neglect of therapeutic process
is nothing personal,
just political and economic.

Thanks so much for this reminder
our sacred relationship
was merely your secular commodity.

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Polypathic Paradigms

The more I read of systematic science and theology
the less logic I find in their continuing distinctions,
their supposed mutual immunity,
their difference without a difference.

They neither have multiculturally defined nor disagreed about point of Origin,
nor evolving destination toward Omega,
nor whether those two might be the same or different
in some temporal way,
nor have we refined nor resolved all evolutionary creation stories in-between.

For me, their respective richness
is found where they most agree.
What science sees as Earth and Heaven’s natures,
religion transcends as Spirit of Intelligent Health.

What Earth reveals as ecologic of natural systems,
the Heavens unveil as ecopolitical multicultural harmonics of con-science.
Religion calls to worship
what polypathic scientists love to adore,
mysteries of dipolar co-arising revolutions,
comprehending new economies of relationship
as never seen to love before.

Eros/Animus/Yang powers co-gravitational evolution
as Agape/Anima/Yin co-arises elational revolution.
DualDark Eros,
secret passions for blissful notnot union with sustained integrity,
Janus face of ecopolitically positive pronomials,
Agapic Resolutions singing resonant anthems of primal reunions,
dancing multicultural rainbows
waving rings and strings of love’s ecological plasmatic climate streams,
co-choreographing evolutions,
conjoining private pilgrimages within larger transpeciating regeneration stories.

Anthrocentric bodies govern erotic/psychotic chemistries
as EarthCentric mind/memories govern agapic/nihilistic,
health/pathology autonomic instincts of DNA/RNA fractal-holonic scriptures,
evolving cooperative/competitively dissonant regenetic languaged consciousness
of scientific-heuristic distinctions between now and next,
with and without experiential difference
tipping/notnot-tipping scales of love v mutual immunity.

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Answers with Questions

“There ain’t no answer. There ain’t going to be any answer. There never has been an answer. That’s the answer.” Gertrude Stein

Because there ain’t no question.
There ain’t going to be any question.
There never has been a question.
That’s the question, why?

Because there ain’t no answer.
There ain’t gonna be no answer.
Never was an answer.
That’s my answer.
Because.

Empathy grows body chemistry for asking Why.
Trust responds with mind’s body therapy
for responding Because.

Antipathy grows WhyNot questions.
Deeply learned distrust responds with pathology,
Because not for me,
of me,
by me,
with me,
like me,
in me,
near me–
nearly universal assumption strings of mutual hate immunity.

CoEmpathic love evolves chemistry for inviting Why and WhyNot.
Political trust emerges therapeutic resonant resolutions
mutual reiterations
Become our cause.

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Finals

If I had one last hour with you
would I be able and willing to speak?

What could we say or sing again?
Or perhaps something hidden from view until now,
our final hour,
otherwise left unsaid.

Would words get in our way?
We might compose a final anthem,
torch song,
jazz impovisation
dispelling my decomposition story.

Could you put me down
like a cherished family dog?
On my side
you behind
my head on your shoulder
listening to us breathe our goodbye,
drifting into a more timeless embrace.

What final words might I wish to hear
or might words feel too distracting
for this sacred task,
to fill one final hour,
squeeze out all unfinished agendas
before this final curtain.

I fear I would have no more clue
of what to say and do
my last hour
than I did not my first.
A final wail
to bookend my first noisy gasp for breath.

It seems less surprising now
that I so often feel a loss of words
when relationships become compressed by time,
or even imagined as our time’s last hurrah.
Why would this last hour differ
from first and all self constraining hours between?

Final words and lives despise predestined mortality,
knowing Trees of Life predict Death Root Systems,
sitting and standing
and even lying down
bowing in to end
what we wondrously begin again.

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EcoPolitical Oxygen

What is phosphorous to me
asked oxygen.
Yes, He fuels light
where we briefly meet,
but light or sulfuric scented dark
are dipolar appositionals to me,
Janus faces of oxygen as s’posd to be.

What is sulfur to me
exclaimed oxygen!
Yes, she eros scents
my stinky arts and parts,
producing plasmatic phosphates
of wet flowing ribonucleic acidic regenerative function
in trilevels of organic implicating space
with emerging time of structural polyhedrals
polypathic and polymorphic matter,
Father-Son dipolar conjoined in Holonic BiLaterally Balanced Spirit,
for I am PolyOxygen,
while Phosphorous incarnates me as Yang fuel
and Sulfur enchants me with her Holonic Spirits
of Erotic Addiction,
yet,
admittedly,
an acquired Positive as NotNotNegative too much
ReGenerating Acid.

What is love to me
asked plasmatic universal energy.
Yes, YangLove synergy fuels my c-squared light,
where we meet inductive-deductive e-squared enlightenment,
but light or dualdark cosmology,
perhaps too sulfurically dissonant for human healthy scent,
remains polynomial dipolar appositional poli-economic equivalence to me,
Janus faces of double Yang/Yin as SpaceTime BiLateral Boundary,
Left to Right
to Left again
as Yang to Yin-squared
just-right wu wei
sulfuric plasma ionizing energy.

What is regenerative life to me
asked EarthTribe’s plasmatic oxygen.
Yes, healthy evolution fuels my c-squared balanced light
where YangSun’s plasmatic flows caress my skin,
but Sun’s regenerative YangLight
or sulfuric yin-fractal polyhedral dualdark Black Hole,
cathedral nights,
dipolar appositionals of my Universal Matters
with coarising Eros Timely Balance for me,
Janus faces of breathing
revolving in and out of healthy light
as life is s’posd to evolve.

What is healthy Earth to me
asked EarthTribe’s AnthroCentric enculturing plasma.
Yes, Yangish climatic health fuels my ecoconsciousness,
where we meet in polysynthesis,
but RNA-enscribed Elder phosphates
or DNA syntaxed regenerativity,
eco-cathedral of embryonic birth,
dipolar appositionals of All Life Matters
in self-perpetuating polyculturativity
as Yang/Yin temporal bicameral balance for us,
Janus faces of breathing light’s plasma
in Yang as out YinYin
EcoLogical Balance,
healthy cooperative ecopolitical revolutions
as permacultural design is s’posd to be,
polycultural future
covering dualdark monocultural angry/fearful unplanned histories.

Plasmatic health optimizing flows
where mute bicameral diving bells
polymorph into yin’s bilateral butterflies of proportional image,
where LeftBrain’s flow of internal language
polypaths to light Earth’s ecoconscious health-communications.

 

 

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Final Farewell

Enjoy our parting day
the young girl child,
now full-grown wise Elder,
reminded me,
the brother she had taught to flex male muscle
without overbearing her Sister Gaia powers.

On this classic sun-baptizing fragrant May morning,
reflecting this same gently caressing day I was born
into earlier centuries of flowering cultures,
she prepares to leave me
perhaps forever
as the length of our pilgrimage together
grows long enough to tip more poignant hello
into operatic final exit goodbyes.

I remember what I might have felt at two,
when she joined me
inviting me into our special shared world,
loving our polycultural identities,
nondual twins since infant-fairy magic,
not having previously known
how lonely love is without her.

Now, to stare remaining years ahead
without seeing and feeling her morning through evening present voice,
facing my own ecology of each Ego identity dying alone,
inevitably without her, or anyone,
dying without incarnate memories
of unconditionally cooperative and active love.

I remember
at two or three,
toddling outdoors in my most terrifying wild ways
exploring gardens and barns
chickens and pigs and milkcow domesticated wildness,
and returning to your crib to report back
all these wonderful worlds we would welcome
if you could only learn to walk and talk
with me.

I need not say farewell
as I learn to see forward as dying
into these deep rich memories
of learning to walk and talk with Sister Gaia’s Welcome,
yet sometimes tipping, Wagon.

Chauvenist anthro-elitism
disappears as we stop over-investing in dominant negative
competitive
Yang, outweighing Yin’s more integrally inclusive flow powers,
politically and economically,
personally and as a species,
intergenerationally and cross-culturally
now under-invested in polyculturing mutual-equity cooperative investments.

What is our mutual time-investment balance on this farewell date?
Do our mutual equity values line up, match, balance, absorb any lifetime losses?
Sister Gaia’s regenerative trends
grow ever deeper cooperative equity-reinvestment designs,
plans,
policies and procedures for further self and other development
through EarthTribe Revolutions,
PolyPathic EcoConsciousness,
WinWin Life as LoveGame Health Theory.

We give evil, dissonant farewells,
nondual negative Janus-faces of Yang/Yin imbalance
power
by seeing these toxins and poisons
and personifications of eviL,
as other than absence of good
Yang/Yin balanced nutritional Co-Creation Stories.

This Final Farewell Memory
eternally coarising
Earth’s Embryonic UnFolding
of Love as stretching BiLateral Time’s Black Hole
(0)Rigin Tipping MidWay ReVolutions
Yang(+) = Yin(-,-)
ThermoDynamic Prime Eulerian Co-ReGenerative Universal Function
Intelligent ZenZero Tao-Balanced fractal RNA-iconic-ionic enlightenment
as Time’s bilaterally unfolding regenerate matters
of EarthTribe’s healthy enculturating-revolving futures.

Final Farewell
remembering my original embryonically environmental Hello,
Here We Are
together again-still
incarnating in and out,
back and forth,
up as down,
Yang-out as Yin-in.

While Autumn farewell bears time’s reputation for messy falls from grace,
this is prophesied in spring seedling beginnings
bearing message memories merging coarising births
of EarthTribe multigenerational,
polypathic,
His/Her Creation Story,
coarising nondual identities,
within Earth’s ecology of regenerate-revolving design,
seasonal praxis,
polyculturally deep enriching outcomes,
by turning down RightFisted AnthroSupremacy
to balance Left/Right Zero-Centric EcoSystemic Investment
and divestment, double-negative equivalent
WinWin DiPolarity Outcomes
ReGenerate Network Game Theory Development
of Form
from BiLateral-Temporal Prime Relational (0)-FractalFunction.

Enjoy this parting day
I have so loved beginning again together,
our mutually co-invested Creation Story.

Enjoy our continuing
final farewell day.

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Curiosity Feeds the Cat

Where my love goes
mystery cannot fade.

Yet my curiosity can wilt without your active support,
contagious nourishment,
never-ending flames of wonder
that this love could persist.

How could we possibly not share our lives,
mutually disinvest from mystery
that will not fade dampened?

Yet without active curiosity
mystery fades hoplesse to know more,
even though love’s thirst for internal history
and self-creation stories
becomes too easily quenched
by cooperative post-climatic adjustments,
aging continental planets
earth-quaking our chronically mutual mysteries.

Where my love goes
your history could not fade ,
yet dark fading curiosity of aging eyes and ears
and minds
can blend well-deserved contentment
feeding flame’s remorseless desire to continue this mystery
of love’s deep and blissful curiosity.

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