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Rapture

No one speaks of Rapture
anymore

What could one say
short of singing
and dancing
graceful tandem play?

Even evangelists
seem less sure
Rapture is a grace-filled promise
of reward for virtue
and not merely a hell-fire threat
to punish capital idolatry,
greedy sophistry

Wondering whether global Rapture
is more a sacred blessing
and less an inhumane curse
against our ignorant enemies

Or somehow both therapy
and trauma
depending on the day
and divides
and polarizing history
of secular dark unholy Truth
devoid of sacred Beauty

Antithesis to EarthTribe Rapture
which would feel more inclusively therapeutic
in all the great divine
dark
deeply hidden
genderal places
AND humane
co-infested
communion spaces

Ecstasy of empowerment
and integrity of enlightenment
tracing back through
Her synergetic win/win history
of not 0-sum synergy

Yintegral Yang mystery
wu-wei hypostatic union
win/win co-redemptive Rapture
of non-violent communication
practice

ComPassion praxis
rituals of co-empathic communion,
mountain shading valley

Transcendently omnipotent strength
embracing immanently omnipresent flow
back and forth
down and up
past and future

Sun Light and EarthPeace Powers
reproducing seasons
and reasons
anticipating hard polarities
passion curious holistic
remedies for mortal terror.

Rapture
of secular filthy fecund mind
greets sacred fertile body
meets mindful truths
of boundless EarthTribe beauty.

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What is THAT about?

Truthfully,
and kinda depressing,
I can’t “manage” anger
any better than fear
and contagious distrust
and nearly constant anxiety
and chronic depression.

In nonviolent communication practice circles,
peace networks,
organic therapeutic systems,
“curiosity” slowly grows ascendent
as “patience” to resist negative feelings
and “impatience” with shameless Others
and not so blameless Selves
fades off into a less used lexicon.

Impatience about expressing anger,
verbally and nonverbally,
evokes LeftBrain dominant
patriarchal
capitalist
corporate management models
for hierarchically oppressive
suppressive
repressive
not really impressive
humorless control.

Curiosity about deep therapeutic win/win potential
for evolving healthcare competencies
comes from a political economy
of co-operative compassion

NOT: intimidating
and frightening scarcity
of control
sufficient to guarantee
a never-ending expansion
of ego-engorgement
through solitary
deductive
reductive
dualistic non-enlightenment
segregating the StraightWhiteMale
corporate well-capitalized WINners
from us unstraight
unwhite
unmale frightening
and yet uppity LOSErs

Apparently LeftBrain incapable
of managing our anger issues,
sometimes frightened by vulnerability
and emotional transparency
yet quietly curious about compassion
and neuro-sensory peak
RightBrain prominent
interdependent
co-empathic
co-invested peak spiritual experiences
biological
ecological
theologically transcendent

Exploding boundaries of autonomous ego-defensiveness
and, possibly, even Either/Or,
LeftBrain dominant Cause
OR RightBrain felt Effect,
StraightWhite monotheistic
Capital-theistic compunctions,
monoculturally supremacist,
macroeconomic win/lose predative,
pathologically angry and frightening
terrorized global apartisan politics.

Remarkably unfazed
by climax-trending ecocide
and degenerative patriarchal
capitalist
LeftBrain narcissistic
snarky
Us v Them genocide

Unconscious about our lack of control
to manage our viral global anger
while spiritually and naturally,
theologically and ecologically,
dying
from lack of win/win curious
green cooperative thrival.

Truthfully,
and kinda depressing,
we can’t “manage” anger
any better than climate fear
and contagious EarthTribal distrust
and nearly constant neuro-systemic anxiety
and chronic LeftBrain dominant
divisive depression.

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Straight White Privileged Silence

Listen to sterile silence
nursing homebound fans
wavering white noiselessness
of silent futile passing

Absence of passion
hope
care
happiness
or creased
and reasoned sadness.

Hear this void of madness,
lack of hunger
or parched thirst
for conversation
splendid nutrition
scandalous emission
empowering immigration
enlightened emigration
or angry fear emanation
of forced solitude migration

Into mortal loss
of sensory reception
political deception
economic perception
theistic inception
septic conception.

Smell nothing.
Taste everything
becomes dust
delustered rust
lust for transcendent
disembodied consummation
omnipresent transportation
omniscient evaporation
full latitude
for fragrance-free
plastic platitudes
feckless attitudes
disdainful blows
to further fertile emanations.

Sing where nothing
settles into rounding octave rings
to never
ever want to dance
in robust spirals
again

Against depressions
felt repressions
thought impressions
known suppressions
unheard deflation
worn through integration
transcultural conflation

Of panentheistic elegant Zeroes
absorbed by a monstrous
monopolistic silent
slick One

Listening to sterile silence
nursing homebound fans,
white emptiness
of silent
restless passing.

Glare at it.
Rake it in.
Sleep with it
if you dare
to care
without an inch
or squeezed moment
to spare.

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What’s Up?

How you doin’?

Why are you feeling
how we are doing
here in our unspoken thoughts?

Right now
here
perhaps far from our deep
primordial feeling
reservoir

Of what are your passions
doing?

Abundant warm regarding
compassion

Or cold scarcity of time
to thrive together

Healthy Me
as polypathic
wealthy We

PolyPhonic Muses
deeply engaging
more wellbeing dipolarity
richly co-arising

Rather than merely amusing LeftBrain
choices Win/Lose ZeroSum

We Win
so Other Loses

While entertaining linear cause-effective
traumas
of felt scarcity,
isolation,
anxiety,
dissonance

Pre/Post Traumatic Dissonance
cognitive v affective disempowerment
violent internal reactionary
bipolar
LeftBrain monotheistic
Either DivinelyGood
or HumanNatured FailingSin

Deductive
reductive StraightWhite PatriarchalCapitalist
or Othering
not market ready
for optimizing AnthroSupremacist
predative opportunities

To re-evaluate how we
are LeftBrain and RightBrain
doing

Responding to AnthroSupremacist
while feeling RightBrain
Both/And Win/Win
suppressed/oppressed

Disregarding our shared
Whole Open
yet WarmWombed
Original Sensory/Sexual regenerating system

Integrally
fractally
octavely
dialectically
bilaterally
mindbody
time-spaced
identified/individuated
EgoSelf/EcoOther
overwhelmingly repressed

By what passions
doing?

Win/Lose ZeroSum
survivalist suppressed

Subclimates
and monocultural duress

Deep and wide
anxiously depressed

Sometimes more
and sometimes less.

Thanks for asking.

And how are you
too a mess?

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I’m Fine

His life felt sick.
Filled with ick

And she was sighing,
inside dying.

Yet, when asked,
her response
entirely unresponsive,
“I’m fine.”
puts her compassionate listener
in a double-bind.

Do I ask her if she is intentionally lying
or irresponsibly
out of her self-isolating mind?

Neither one
feels more kind
and patient,
still, uncommunicating
and yet curious.

Could it be
she is embarrassed
about being merely mortal?

A caregiver
without sufficient tools
or even weapons
to assure EarthTribe’s
resonantly healthy non-confrontations
with degenerative trends
sometimes overwhelming
normal regenerative
narrative twists and bends,

A mother
who must only be
an omnipotent caregiver,
without sustained support
as one of us
co-arising care receivers?

What good is universal health care giving
without reciprocal
compassionate care receiving?

And, how could we,
why would we,
when should all Earth’s caregivers
deny our patriarchal climates
of pathology?

When our allies are sick
and filled with unanticipated ick.

 

 

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Hidden Valley Voices

We speak from

The valleyed river,
inevitably flowing away
from unattainable mountain caps
remembered with heightened longing,
stoned babblings

The silent zero
for predicting whole
fertile open wisdom
of the One.

Yin inside
needing to fulfill outside
Yang great thirsty need

Right embodied feelings
completing left mind disembodied dominations,
recreating mutually robust sensory wisdom

Of valleys
infinitely flowing out veins
from irretrievable mountains
climaxing history’s reach for light
sprayed
strayed babblings.

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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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Advent of Climate Depression

After required Thanksgiving Day
and depressing night
I awoke surprised
by release into ego-homelessness.

What could sad night despairs mean?
Reiterating loss of identity
mysteriously appearing on this habitat’s coldly absent roof
of sacred grace
space.

Why would capital depression,
RightBrain suppression
and historic patriarchal suppression
suddenly gang up more gracefully,
less threateningly,
on ZeroZone ego-homelessness
freely chosen
before rudely thrown out
for lack of paternal place.

RightBrain fullness of soul
remains ZeroZen timeless re-identification
one empty homeless side without exterior shelter.
But, for how long could eternity reweave
temporary housed DNA souls
becoming Earth’s healthy resilient lifeline?

Advent invites homeless nurturing adventures
into matriarchal kindness, silent advances
into wildly blind blizzards
binding sun’s enchanting rainbow promise
of watery return to Earth’s temporary spring sanctuary
refueling DNA’s homeless
yet robust
absence of living boundaries

Toward, rather than against, Earth’s healthy wealth
future identity transgenerating
transubstantiating temporary sanctuary
in humane health-identity space,
Earth’s co-arising sacred time
of ego’s secular summer
for ecology’s climate climax.

Mutually homeless failing falling theology pilgrims,
EgoYang and EcoYin polypathic souls
overshadowed
by Earth’s great green sanctuary assigned
to re-study timeless regenetic root systems
playing WinWin ZeroSoul revolutionary games
for homeless trusted identity, sheltering
from wildly wounded wandering
within chronic asylum anxiety,

Lost in lonely inside forests
quaking,
outside breaking,
patriarchal fake-sanctuary voices
inside cooperative matriarchal wombing choices.

A lot of cold windy Dad talk
trumped
in each infant WinWin womb
by Mom’s resolute inside nutritional walk.

Homeless ego child
re-connecting this eco-womb,
preparing to journey home again
each sacred light of wintry advent’s dawn

After thanksgiving days
and depressing night
re-awakening surprise
of ego’s wandering
health-rooted
adventurous soul
revolution dawning in darkest brights.

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Can’t Make You Stalk Me

Turn up the lights
Fold up the bed
Turn up those voices
outside my head
Lay out for me
Feed me with lies
Just hold me up, your patron saint
Do matronize me

‘Cause I can’t make you stalk me
if you won’t
You can’t make your mind think something
it don’t
Here in my light,
in these early hours
I will pick up my heart
and not feel your power
But I can’t, no I won’t
‘Cause I can’t make you stalk me,
when you don’t.

I’ll freeze my eyes,
then you won’t see
The heart you don’t feel
when you’re not holding me
Evening will come
and you’ll do what’s wrong
Just give me till then
to give up this song
And you could give up our wrong

‘Cause I can’t make you love us
if you won’t
You can’t make your mind feel something
it don’t
Here in our light,
in these late hours
I will pick up my heart
and I’ll feel our power
But I can’t, no I can’t
‘Cause I can’t make you stalk peace,
when you don’t.

 

With apologies to Allen Shamblin and Michael Reid who cooperatively wrote one of my favorite songs.

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Sweet Revenge

Greatest revenge
perhaps to become even.

Becoming even
to love what and whom Earth has given
and taken,
will give and take,
until we are each even.

Only wonder and no worries
about which gender you are and are not
or prefer to verge and submerge with and without
or even if you prefer them all
evenly
eventually.

Warmest wise investment
perhaps love within and between such events.

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