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NotChosen Stories

What are these days of mourning stories
I choose not to tell about myself,
my emotion-driven journeys
to windy hot imagined future
and remembered warm wet green
and impossibly resilient blue past
pre-historic paradise,
before people
and our mosquito
and cockroach
and locust
and indoor rats and mice
win/lose devolution issues.

Are these stories
whispering epic ego-passions
darkly overpowering all social evils?

Do these evil antagonists
include evils of avoiding sojourner pilgrims
triggered to mimic violent intolerance memories,
rightwing hypocrisy-feeling nightmares
rewinding leftwing conspiracy fears
and anciently divisive angers
about mortal time’s insufficiency
of how to provide ego-autonomous identity’s
most resilient health insurance
against landing on the Loser side
of left/brain either/or
Win/Lose evolutionary capitalistic
patriarchal-privileged Theory

That EcoFeminist Win/Win Wisdom Stories
are a leftwing climate pathology claim
to reclaim power
against their Win/Lose RightWing Enemy.

Are these untold ecofeminist stories
of dyspeptic depressions,
aggressive repressions,
domestically violent discommunications,
bipolarizing hypocrisy dissonance
of too much cognitive/affective distance?

Left and Right hemispheric division
triggering sensory/neural Lose/Lose
anxious absence of communicating
nutritional nurturing
positive energetic spirited
Earth-dynamic dimension natured
win-health/win-wealth resonance

Lingering back through indigenous
sacred good news
health creation and re-creation stories
I would prefer to hear
about myu own multiculturally cooperative self
recalling local cognitive/emotive community win/wins

As ego-patriarchal Yang
slow-grow empowering narratives
enlightened by eco-feminist Yintegrity’s potential
epic stories of re-creating
healthy imagined futures
empowering wealth-rememberd pasts

In warm wet eco-climate
wombs of pre-imagined healthiest past
non-tombed
doomed Earth
created for dealing rapturous lose/lose
eco-nonsystemic eternal burning death.

Green recreation stories
not chosen yet
to retell together
gathering win/win thanksgivings
remembering Here
reimagined Now
a host regenerating Gratitude
for sacred stories not yet remembered,
chosen,
and yet not privileged

In our common EarthTribe beginning
there was Light,

So, even before this Light Story
was our Dark Story of TaoTime
and then Sacred Yintegral Light
emerging nondualistic comparative darkness

EgoLight and EcoDark Stories,
Subjects with exterior unchosen dark objectives
ruminating in perpetually revolving night
in Gaia’s sacred non-violent womb
back toward tumescent Boom

Ejaculating Yang/Yin stories
not yet chosen
to become healthstrong
wealthflow Bold.

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Silent UnPrivileged Stories

When I was a Big Brother
for Jason,
an African-American 10 year old male,
we went into his apartment
so he could look around
for a long overdue library book.

As I accompanied him
from room to sparsely furnished room,
looking in nearly vacant closets,
cupboards,
drawers,
the only book we found
was a phone book,
looking silently neglected
much more than actively abused.

My first white male privileged
feelings about his Mom
had to do with blaming her
for probably not even feeling ashamed
for her irresponsible choices
while economically and politically administering
their bookless house
in this pre-WWW information age.

But, then I began asking questions.
What could Jason tell me
about his Mom’s life
when she was his age?

What were stories
familiar to her,
read
or retold
or experienced
and re-experienced,
therapeutic or traumatic?

Through this widening narrative moment
of multigenerational conjecture,
hypothesis,
questioning,
contemplating,

I also learned to question
what traumatic straight white male stories
are experienced by gay
and bisexual
and transsexual 10-year-olds,
regardless of racial identification,

And by 10-year-old girls,
perhaps regardless of racial identification,
or even further amplified
by being doubly,
and silently, outside
straight white patriarchal privilege.

I found myself
suddenly
tearfully
incapable of briefly imagining
much less deeply,
unflinchingly contemplating
the trauma
of growing up poor
and lesbian
and black or brown
or too red
or too yellow
without any books
or stories,
read
or retold
or experienced
about how her 10-year-old life will matter,
could be healthy, someday,
would ever be felt safe,
unless held shamefully silent,

Not appropriate material
for books
or retelling
or experiencing straight
white
male dominant stories,
economic
and political narratives
about retributive trauma
and not multicultural
restorative
democratically inclusive therapy.

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Enrichment

What opposes enlightenment?

Endarkenment?
You know, like dusk,
evening,
end of a day
through end of time
on living Earth.

What opposes empowerment?

Disempowerment.

What might oppose Earth’s enlightenment
and/or empowerment?

For me
or throughout all multiculturing history?

Possibly both?

I see ego darkness,
depression,
fecklessness?
inability to cause
and/or perpetuate health,
safety,
individual powerlessness.

Do disease
and insecurity
and lack of effective power
feel like ways of experiencing poverty,
absence of healthy robust choice
for you,
as seems to be true of my experience?

Yes,
but poverty does not feel like a synonym
for dark feelings
or disempowerment.

Poverty, like racism,
feels more political,
economic,
more ecosystemic.

What is the opposite of ecosystemic enlightenment
and/or empowerment?

Ego isolation,
unsystemic pathological darkness
and/or disempowerment,
disease,
nonemployment,
absence of meaning or purpose,
economic depression,
recession,
political suppression,
dissociative sublimation,
narcissistic idolatry,
monoculturing rage,
violent zero-sum win/lose capitalism,
religious-cultural apartheid,
ecopolitical suicide,
globally generic genocide,
climate exhaustion,
ego-autonomous annihilation

Do these seem to oppose global
and individual
and local enrichment
for you?
as they do for me.

Perhaps what opposes positive multilateral energy
is always some unilateral form,
political
personal
familial
social
psychological
neurological
theological
ecological
economic
cultural
religious,
of impoverishing experience.

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Sacred Stories

Telling
and retelling
our story,

Where we are from
and where we have gone
from there and here
and now
surprisingly uninfluenced by choice
and education,
nature nurturing where
and when,
why
and how, our story begins

When my voice speaks with SkyMother
and FatherSun, by mutual choice
personalities
only visible in prehistoric time,
then prophecies predict our eventual return,
by mutual choice,
to EarthBound enlightening Paradise.

When my story
begins with CreatorGod
in regenesis producing Heaven,
then Rapture is promise
to leave Earth
and return to SunGod
from which Earth originally came.

Whether God’s Kingdom
is at immediate immanent RightSacred hand,
Earth’s HolySpirit self-regenerating Love history,

Or more enlightened from transcendent Heavens above,
looking down with positive/negative/double-negative balancing
pre-judgment
on too cheaply commodified pervasive secularization
justifying missionary-zeal colonization
of hopeless/faith-filled,
helpless/assertive,
sin-filled/sun-drenched pagans,
nature/nurture worshipers,
EarthLovers,
depends on where and when we choose
to believe our own history significantly begins,
ends,
re-begins…

Whether in pre-historic myth
or pre-time interdependent democratic energy

Potential atomic health forces
and wave-linear nutritional flowstreams,
dreams my birthmother’s womb
prophesied predicting return
to EarthLove nurturing back
natured back
spirited back
to when today’s left-brain Business As Usual
Win/Lose
Either/Or thinking
co-arises rightbrain’s Win/Win
Both/And feeling
that where health is robustly appealing
therein lies a wealthy tipping point of origin

And
where wealth is leftbrain severed
from rightbrain healthy feeling,
nutritional,
communal,
compassionate integrity
of original ParadiseWomb experience
immanent ego developing
EarthMother transcendent
promises prophetic polypaths of health,

Therein lies ego/eco-therapy’s
vast immanent/transcendent potential
co-arising integrally originating wealth.

Interdependent awareness,
like environmental health,
values integrity
above fragmenting wealth,
cooperation
above competition,
most politically
economical,

Theologically
ecological.

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Pain in the Butt

The hater with the gun,
the loafing lover
with all my fun,
may be horrid,
too florid,

And may, like me,
merely want to be effective,
a dramatic part, affective
on and in this great staged show
we share
and sometimes care to listen
and too often speak
and shoot off too deadly much.

When we want to blow up competitively fast,
we go it alone,
as universally hungry egos.

When we want to go far
we go together,
cooperatively ego/eco-united.

When we want to go fast and far
we travel together
synergy’s intentional resilience
quickly listening for cooperative warm resonance.

Active lovers
together having all our fast fun
remelting cooperative plowshares
from hot and steely guns.

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Story Lessons

One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest

The apparent insanity of inmates
and prisoners
and addicts, conspiracy theorists and paranoids,
does not prove,
nor necessarily even suggest,
the keepers are not also self-entitled nuts
with unhealthy powers,
authorities,
delegated detached responsibilities
loyal to ratchet race competitions.
Passion Story

When you are crucified, naked, poor
and occupied by Roman yangish powerful voices
and Win/Lose commodity values,
unhealthy fought and sold colonizing authorities,
irresponsible power occupiers,
violators of healthy green peace objectives
applicable to any sanctuary and asylum
with humane organic embodied rituals and behaviors
yet still Win/Lose divine punishing evolution machine minded,
we have been historic asylum invited
to purge messianic homeless egos
on HolonicSpirit’s centering Earth-cross,
rather than remain comparatively imprisoned by traumas
to the disassociating left or right.

Health History Story

A. Earth was born, still, flat, without form and ZeroCentric void.
B. S/he remains newborn and young,
springing organic life
WinWin preferential solidarity with all EarthTribe.
C. S/he still grows mature healthy Heavenly summer sun
over nurturing MotherEarth,
sacred/secular conjoined.
D. S/he co-emerges Northern revolutionary Yang/Yin bicameral,
bilateral healthstream co-arising poly-paths,
-phonics,
-cultures,
-nomial maps,
-meme messages,
-frames of secular/sacred nutrition.

One Flew Into the Communion NestEgg

See “Health History Story” above
The apparent stillborn insanity of original patriarchal residents
need not predict
Yang/Yin co-redeeming caregivers
are not also ego- v eco-logical sanctuary sociopaths
sabotaging our own potential opportunities
for polypathic communion asylums.

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Advent Funerals with Birthdays

The coincidence of Advent
and the HW Bush eulogies
reminded me of DJ Trump’s challenge
to laugh about himself
at least as quickly as he laughs against others.

As compared to any recent US President,
he comes in dead last
for his appropriate humility,
willingness to sacredly listen, empathize with generosity,
and least place for his ability to nurture resilient international peace,
and I am not sure these two challenges
are merely side-by-side coincidental.

Other challenges seem to come with the Yangish motivation required to even become a credible candidate.

Presidential candidates
at least since the Civil War,
if not the Revolutionary War,
are not generally known for saintly sacred listening
to and for healthy multicultural developments,
domestic or foreign,
domestic and yet foreign
to those unschooled in WinWin health-power whisperings,

Noticing positive deviance
advocated and praised and blessed first well-humored,
before negative pedestrian bullying rat races continue
with all paranoid Win/Lose stripes
madly pursued by monoculturing manic political stars.

This Advent day of HW Bush eulogies
was also my oppositionally defiant daughter’s seventeenth birthday.
When I asked her for an allegorical meaning
for the Sleeping Beauty fable
she dismissed the story
as another patriarchal humorless female Messianic staple
for achieving EarthJustice happily ever after
by mere kiss of Prince Charming
after she had done all the heavy emotional lifting
required to rebuild sacred communion
with resilient good humor.

But, she is more interested in discussing Robin Hood
and Little Red Riding Hood,
all the potential messianic Hood leaders
who know predative patriarchal wolves when they see
and hear
and smell them,
even in hooded disguise,
transparently lying on their own grandmother’s bed
and Bibles
and thrones,
about being more committed to democratic good-humored healthy constitutions
advocates for sharing communion with all
before defending their own ego-centric hindquarters.

My fetal alcoholic seventeen year old daughter
knows wolves when she hears them
in government threatening humorless voices
or more entertainingly violent industrial corruption predators.

Feminist Hoods can themselves taste wolf hunger
for royal hunting and riding
and devouring innocent WinWin democratic youth,
separating them from their naive healthy multiculturing forests,
composed by
and for
and of naturally diverse and good-humored habitats.

She can smell satiated predators
growing hungry for vulnerable healthy integrity
stealing back fleeting power from Win/Lose playing wolves
by investing economic and political trust
in those still living natural-humored life
as a normal spiritually connecting re-investment.

Hooded egos still know this spiritually enchanted forest life
as a naturally reconnecting hope
for healthy happier,
more co-redemptive,
EarthJustice futures.

And so the eulogies
and my daughter’s exegetical birthday party progressed
through Cinderella’s king and queendom
at healthier humored EarthJustice hand
after marrying her Prince of Adventuring Revolutionary Peace.

On through the Three Little Pigs
enjoying shared wolf-soup communion
with all EarthTribe’s piglets and cubs,
dolls and stuffed bears
communioned while sitting down grace-fully together.

She hears this same polypathic humored journey
in every diversely sacred narrative
she leads and listens,
smells and tastes and feels
hope for Earth’s wealth
of future everyday health
for democratic constitutions,
disability stories,
eulogies inviting salvific humor.

This coincidence of birthday and funeral
reminds me of our sacred challenges
to laugh communally among ourselves
more than jeering a viral twittering weapon
against the vulnerabilities of others.

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Cooperative StoryListening Proposal

I would like to hear and see
how and why you live,
when and where you prefer to die,

I would like to touch and taste
who and what you think and feel
is your greenest dreamed sanctuary
without imagined ultra-violet capital limits
and with secured and sufficient communion
for your most economic
and political
and ecological
and theologically robust lifeline.

This future HealthSanctuary Search
is for any visionary who might want to live personally and politically
more ecologically downscale
and slow-grown organic reorganization
and less economically patriarchal dependent-scaled
and fast-grown violent
stressing
and straining military-industrial mobilization.

This Sanctuary Search
is for those longing for communion ecologies,
more than eulogies,
although both can be good and left and right
appropriate to inside ego theologies
of healthy pruning gods
and nurturing goddesses reunited
reweaving LeftYang and RightYin transubstantiating fabrics
speaking reductive Earth
within universally inductive Heavens,
icons of sacred hybrid spacetime in-between
journeys toward HealthTipping Sanctuary’s
multicultural destinies.

For individuals and families,
WinWin naively young
on through resilient Wise GreeningElders,
longing for organic community wanna-be permacultural gardeners
longing for ego- and eco-therapeutic Home Schools
for positive energy democratic education
and green advocate cultural re-education,
and longing for RightBrain dominant creators,
activists,
designers,
sculptors,
story-tellers and listeners and followers and bloggers and sloggers,
musicians,
dancers,
ShoutOut comedians and rappers,
spacetime occupiers

Belonging to Green Sanctuary Movements,
locally egoed
and globally ecoed
with revolutionary room enough even for a drama queen or two
or even more,
practicing turn-taking and divine listening,
then speaking queenly green.

Sanctuary for preachers and teachers
and parents who prefer to childlike listen
and practice non-violent communication apprenticeships
perpetually being
and coincidentally doing
and cooperatively non-violent growing
WinWin green ecological economic Sanctuary CovenantShips
and pedestrian restoring rituals.

Then, after listing and listening
to your future sanctuary dreams,
I would like to help us together incarnate
green cooperative households
and gardens,
urban through rural farms filled with mutual home-holders
enjoying Earth’s outdoor green Sanctuary Cafe
with open mic nights and days
producing positive energy podcasts,
liturgical nutritional broadcasts
of healthy green sanctuary plants
with WinWin networking
root restoring systems,
eco-centrically wealthy
green listening casts
celebrating EarthHealth SpeakOut Sanctuaries,
earthy sanctity

Periodically proposing locally grown rituals
cooperatively thought and felt and imagined
Called out global green.

I would like to hear and see
how and why we live most robustly
in-between when Earth
and Heaven where
EarthTribe prefers to never die.

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Princess Goldie’s Thanksgiving Dream

Princess Goldie was homeless
somewhere within her Gaian ruling reign.
She walked lost
through this morning’s reforesting project,
learning to spring back together
what had fallen into last night’s cold morbidity.

Princess Golden was hungry
for WinWin rules of nutritional global play.
Her tummy rumbled
as she saw a WhiteHouse
next to a swamp of punishing nettles
not quite distant enough
for peaceful conservation.

She knocked on the WhiteHouse forest floor
but no answer
so she tried the closed door
winning wealthy place
yet losing future healthy space
for hibernating bears and bulls.

Princess Gaia opened what no one had denied.
Then tried to break her fast,
but the first red bowl was too fundamentally hot,
the second, blue, too terrifyingly secular
academic
theoretical
abstractly cold,
while the green third, though smaller heard,
was ideally cooperative communing
just right for immigration.

She tried YangBear’s hard seat of authority
then YinBear’s heart seat of extended family responsibilities
before breaking BabyBear’s imprisonment
in loser retributions
attributions of autonomous sin,
too small for growing winner optimizations
restorations of wealthy health.

Princess Golden
ruled with great nightmarish nappy time
chaotic lack of ecotherapeutic resting school,
then bilaterally governed within matriarchal complex forest
networks of too-soft nurture,
then fell asleep just right
in beds for polypathic dreams
tricameral

BabyBear in-between
PapaBear and MamaBear
speaks within her hibernating open cave
harboring WinWin resolutions
too hot v cold
too hard authority v soft family responsibility
too highly egocentric v holonic ecocentric diversity,
reversity of reforesting reclimating times,
perversity of lack of LeftBrain sleepy time,
university of RightBrain healthy story rhyme,

Princess Goldie’s ego homelessness
reforesting Earth-centering nest.

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Notes from a Unitarian Child

Once upon a time,
an eight year old
Black and Green and Brown and Red and Blue Lives Matter
ultra-nonviolent kid
wrote an ultra-violet note to him/herself
about stuff s/he needed to full-rainbow recall
if and when s/he ever became
a worn out
stressed out
depressed
workaholic
self-defeated parent:

I wish my dad
and my mom,
like Mother Earth
and GrandMother Moon,
had spent more story time
talking about gravity
and enlightenment tales
and depression fables
and repression epics
and suppression mysteries
of basic fairy flying
like what goes fluttering up
must come mortally down
what goes forward in time
must have come from backward in mythic imagination.

I wish my spiritual mom and natural dad
had thought out loud
more about pictures reducing four-directional wilderness imaginations
as the reverse
of time-organic memories
seducing and securing Earth’s original health intentions.

I hope my future teacher vocation
invests more class time
explaining LeftBrain’s obsession
with starting at the elite top of any logic tree,
then going down the systemic stem and opening/closing branches
to define and redefine Top’s administrative purposes
and subTop uber-branches
over their essentially cooperative,
more than competing, parts,
and resiliently reiterative parts parts,

While spending more future outdoor class time
exercising intuition emerging reverse-time images with organic feelings
starting in ancient WiseElder DNA democratic universal atomic memory
to travel back up a reverse historical health/wealth hierarchy
into this ego-embodied integrity day

More outside classrooms
for nurturing cooperatively-held co-relationships
to be sure all our interdependent parts and climate feelings
throughout our neural network biosystems
are regeneratively communicating
more then degenerating more pathological dissonance,
and unconscious disenchantment with competing ego-healers,
and depression,
and repression,
and suppression of intuitive RightBrain ecological/theological prime relational,
natural/spiritual
patriarchal/matriarchal co-intelligence.

I hope my fellow story-tellers
will remember to talk and listen to kids,
to sing and dance as kids,
to design and develop with hurt kids,
to lead and follow with suffering at-risk kids
will teach and study
breathing in Yang’s patriarchal deductions
to breathe out Yin’s uniting intuitive primal relationships
between what LeftBrain sees too often
as Either/Or oppositional Truths
as RightBrain feels not enough Both/And appositional Trust
that dawn will continue to follow spectral dusk
has followed dusty dawn of sacred ZeroZone enlightenment

As light follows darkness within egos
and darkness without ecologically conscious
theological experience
of uniting love
as grace
and healthy karma

As uracil’s wisdom loyally follows cytosine’s flow
co-arises Yang’s universal monotheistic
RightWing patriarchy has forgotten
LeftWing matriarchal cooperatively-owned prehistory
of unitarian polycultural cytosine evolutions,
birthing appositional twins
Adenine and Guanine,
Zeus and Diana,
Yang and Yin,
testosterone and estrogen…

I long to remember
co-arising polypathic opportunities
for green peace
restoring Yang/Yin egocenters
rebuilding and feeding and watering
matriarchal ecopolitical justice
growing Earth’s healthiest wealth of DNA
sacred story-shaping ecology strings of co-regenerate Tao.

As a WiseElder,
the formerly eight year old Unitarian added,
at long last,

I hope I can retain hope for everyone,
for all future generations,
all species of loving life,
all incorporated constitutions of and for democratic happiness and welfare,
all healthy ecopolitical love climates
and theological grace frames
and ecological karma stories
for cooperatively owning extended family international integrity
within every polynomial x/y-squared egosystem,
every EarthTribe u/c-squared epic string of co-regenerating Time,
every HereNow Yang/Yin-squared polypathic moment
ever after

ZeroZone Universal ReGenesis
begat an eight year old unitarian child
Black and Brown and Green and Red and Blue
polypathic multiculturing lives
for healthier hoping ultra-nonviolent futures.

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