The Americans

“I do not see what right any one would have
to object to calling this part
[the South American mainland],
after Americus
who discovered it
and who is a man of intelligence,
that is, the Land of Americus,
or America:
since both Europa and Asia
got their names from women.”
Matthias Ringmann, cartographer, 1507

With the bringing down of statues
and the renaming of sacred temples,
I am reminded of Biblical tearing down
of shrines to Baal,
the turning of politically and religiously correct
cultural backs and shoulders,
hands and feet,
heads and capital investments
away from our own idolatrous sins
of anthro-centric history.

Fair enough,
but, to gaze upon which new god
and goddess?
Green and Black sacred lives,
and red blood of The Lamb
and yellow SonLight
and blue Marian EcoFeminist
and ultra-nonviolet EarthMother Moon.

So many colors to choose
or not to choose
yet avoid new temples to Baal;

A crisis of risk and opportunity
dissonance and resonance
divestment and investment
degenerative and regenerative intent.

A critical discernment
between infamous and famous,
natural pathology and spiritual health.

What surprises me
in this current revolutionary purging
of racism
and violent colonialism
and rapacious patriarchalism
and perniciously predative mono-sexism
and almost hopeless anthropocentrism
is the resilience of Amerigo
[also Americus] Vespucci,
extractively merchanting
and mapping
and scientific explorer source
for “America”.

We had, in the 1500s,
The Americas,
South, then North
invested cartographers
led by Mr. Americus.

Indigenous populations,
now become Native Americans
in North America,
also used maps,
if not externally sketched in two dimensions,
then internally felt in spacetime four
spiraling through green seasons
of nutritional communication
bearing future fruit
and healthy seeds
and wealthy wombs.

Then came the United States of America.
Not, more humbly,
United States of North America
in part
because mappers and Earthologists
were not yet in resonant agreement
about whether this wild new West,
although now clearly not East India
with NearEast Indians,
is one united continent
or now eroded into two.

anthropoids had a choice,
to honor academic investor Americus
as next to godliness,

Recognizing that fame does not become us,
further invest this new global map
in rediscovered new age Western Earth,
lying in sacred direction of divine sunset
for those cartographers
and astrologers
residing in full moon rising Europa

Before these United States of America
and without the bondage of critical events
in EuroCentric historic story,
neither infamous nor famous
indigenous risk takers
and opportunity seekers
built temples
to deities Amerigo
found idolatrous

Which he might also have considered
as further resourced roots
of gods and goddesses
appropriate to Black and Brown and Green Lives Mattering
to RedBlooded EarthTribes
of saints and sinners
resonant and dissonant

Regenerative and degenerative
cooperatively co-invested and competitively divested

Win/win communal and win/lose capitalistic,
interdependently incorporated
and violently individualistic,

Liberal in democratic love
and stingy with constipated constitutional conservatism,
ecofeminist and egopatriarchal,
Green ReBidenuclear
and Red UberTrumpian.

Statues of,
and temples dedicated to, Americus
are difficult to find,
even more difficult to tear down.

for those who can recreate such sacred history,
systematic theology,
ecology of healthy and pathological relationships,
neurological psychology,
polypathic muse-cology
of polyphonic risk
and opportunity,
the first moment of cultural exhale
invites individual climate purgation,

This much is obvious
to our natural senses,

our second moment of inhale,
this is my returning revolutionary question,

Will we replace academic extractive Amerigo
with Uniting Global States
of GreenBlue Earth?

Or something more idolatrous
like patriarchal
and revengefully capitalistic
UberTrumpian Baal?
NeoColonizing Hate and Fear?
MonoCulturing Anger?
Lone AnthroWarriors of Narcissus?
Naked White Emperors of Americus?



Some see power as personal,
feel light as intimate belonging,
interpersonal hope and faith and love.

For these,
life’s experience and memory
are theologically driven from above,
hoped for,
and feared when lost,
repeatedly abused.

Others hear power as planetary evolution,
sometimes climaxing in intense revolutions
of painful loss
and gainful passion
within nature/spirit nonduality

Transcending autonomous ego-body/mind association
and dissociation.

For these,
love’s compassion and losses
are ecologically embedded,
actively hoped for,

And feared economic and political
and ultimate individuating risk
of fading through fragile depressed eco-unlogical despair
and suppressed political terror
about co-passioning Earth’s mortality,

As if this personal Goddess
could someday die
while humanity claims Rapture


Sabbath Prayers

EarthMother’s unwilling Emissary
asked each faith community
and patriotic party
what they thought and felt
about God’s preferential option for the poor,
wounded and powerless women and children,
physical disabilities,
rabid with anger and fear,

Does this sound like an accurate description
of your congregation,
your self-empowering party,
your communion of saints,
your synagogue,
your sanctuary–
or are these those who best remain outside
your ego-celebrating walls?

Why are eco-they
not ego-you
on Saturday or Sunday morning
through midnight?

Why are these not Sabbath communion participants
holding mutually cooperative
and graced space

What would it take
to heal this apartheid Ministerial NonAlliance?

Our homeless youth
play a young person’s avoidance game
in which all indoor human voices,
especially those of self-anointed authority,
ministerial power,
principals of punishing study
and exclusive EitherIn/OrOut system,
administrators of capital egocentric gains,
are suspect.

These same voices
have gathered from sandy shores,
river boundary habitats,
wilderness downstream spaces,
toxic dump places,
to lead competing Ministerial Alliances
in a guided poly-path toward meditation:

you are an African black
and Latin brown
and Earth green
and Fire red
and SunLight yellow
and Moon ultra-nonviolet
and Water transparent
and Air invisible thread,
both natural and spiritual,
within Earth’s multi-regenerational systemic network,
a tapestry sunclock-wise woven,
sunset before sunrise unwoven
north with southern dipolarities rewoven
prewoven across a universe of Time.

You have regenerative
and degenerative experiences
absence of choice,
external debates
and internal discernments,
and dialogues
in-between your LeftBrain doer thoughts
to save us sinners
and malformed win/lose supporters
and RightBrain becoming together feelings
to reweave
to cooperatively heal
resilient natural Earth systems
with resonant spirit-felt EcoOrigins

From BlackHole Wombed potential
toward wealth rainbow not-not vaporous knots
of double-binding resonant climate health,
internally right hemispheric
as external LeftYang enculturing compassion
interweaving threads
learning intersectional co-passioning resilience
in four prime-revolutionary
space-time dimensions.

how much more health we could do
and wealthy be
rather than subclimates and subcultures
and resentfully


PanTheism ReConsidered

without narcissistic patriarchally monocultural portfolio
but more matriarchally cooperative polycultural impassioned,
is not necessarily multiculturally anti-theistic.

need not be an abbreviation for monotheistic rootedness,
but could remain androgenously agnostic
to include more widely pan-theistic
and more deeply suggest poly-theistic healthy wealth
nondualistic his/her-storied outcomes
strongly felt
and more flowingly thought
transparently and vulnerably outside
our own repressed RightMinds.


Atheistic Need Not Equal AntiTheistic

Ecological interdependent systems,
networks non-personified co-relational
therefore holistic

EcoTheistic networks
for active cooperation,
if you radically
and democratically
prefer creolization
over OldSchool colonization,
Business As Competitively Usual,

Missions with more effective
and historically
and culturally valid cooperative outcomes
than patriarchal missionaries
of verbal dogma over-powering trans-sectarian opportunities,
healthy integrity experience,
wealthy synergetic hope

Emerged from warm wet wombed
Zero ZenZones of nutritional co-passion

Speaking systemically
of health theo-logical pasts
through transportive futures.


Effective Feedback

Who would want a thermostat
unable to effectively regulate talking to itself?

So it is with recreative environmental response systems
of mutual listening wonder,
sacredly transcending mere domination of will-power
without bilaterally cooperative holistic prominence
of systemic identity ourselves.

Who wants a mono-theistic GodSystem?
Unable to unite and disassociate
competitive and sometimes co-dependently paranoid
about LoseLose outcomes
runaway collective blow them off economies,
unlistening strings of offensive words as weapons,
unresponsive lesser gods and idols, warring among themselves-ourselves,
habits and addictions
and other learned Win/Lose normative bipolar feedback persuasions

And who can still need and feel a non-sectarian
non-theistic I AM INTEGRITY!
Cooperative Yang omnipotently bilateral structured
with Yin omnipresent bicameral feedback,
non-defensive listening flow
of reiterating cooperative climate experience

NOT WE cooperatively intending to co-arise
awesome healthy original climate settings
and wondrously wealthy binomial ways
through ecstatic positive democratic
freedom-balancing environments

Bi-culturally languaged
convexly theistic and concavely a-theistic
for those with natural ears receiving spiritual sending out eyes,
secular languaged mouths savoring sacred felt noses, aromatic
Yang-active taste and Yin-receptive feeling
deep learning internally personified power,
feeling external politically co-operative
actively hoping for pitcher-eco with catcher-theo peaceful climate health co-regulators
personally/socially reborn every WinWin thermostatic day

Politically restoring WE ARE organic EarthTribe,
co-operative integrity
ranging from non-violent
non-theistic Eastern listening philosophy
through active ecofeminist Western languaged nature religion

Restoring GreenPeace theological thermostatic climate matters
to GodSystems
and MotherEarth,

Restoring WholeSystem living justice climates for planet,
and ancient root-systemic DNA with RNA resonant feedback plants,
and ego/eco-centric
secular/sacred integral ZeroSoul
thinking out with feeling in
thermostatic balancing
multi-integral organic people feedback systems.

Capable of speaking and acting reiterative democratic health
among our greater selves.





Avatar of ReGenerative Time

If God is First Universal Cause,
then Goddess EarthYin is also Last regenerative-synergetic Effect
and Affecting BiCameral-Discerning Earth and Ego’s Climate Health

[WinWin cooperative-reiterative double-bind-binary Bayesian QByte informational/exformational co-arising systemic polynomial balance trends],

like DNA 4D Yang/Yin Thymine/Cytosine thermodynamic infusing balance,
transubstantiating multiculturing RNA,
and their 4D equivalent fractal double-binding squared speed of starlight
BiLateral Temporal CoArising Source,
each fertilely optimizing equivalent octave-meme frequencies
of co-arising nondual ReGenerative Psychology
as Positive OVER Negative notnot EcoLogical
First Left Cause (0) Not-Not optimally lasting Pubic Health and Safety,
Earth Righteous Effectiveness

For optimizing both polynomial nouns and polypathic relational verbs
nurturing Original Intent,
back in time to Black Hole
(0) BiLateral Core Sacred Unitive-nominative Source Convex
BiCameral ConCave Unitarian-dipolar notnot co-arising denominatively accessible exformation, reverse-corollary trends of
Elder RightBrain neural-sensory regenerations
are also positive-aptic health-as-wealth
are also median Tipping Point appositional (0)-ego/ecopolitical
Tao-Zen-Pythagorean? nonduality,
bicameral cooperative-evolutionary default function.


Muddy Tree Family

I’m planting trees today.
Cherry trees in front,
Peter on the street,
Paul in the middle,
with Mary closest in toward the house,
all on the far side of our gravel drive.

On the same southern side,
along my neighbor’s new above the eyebrows 8-foot fence,
backside facing me,
which is fine,
more backdrop character for vines and ivy,
preferably less poisonous,
I also plant three larger fruit trees,
Dillen first,
then Spencer,
then Daquan,
after my three sons
in that original adoption-planting order.

Then, by the front porch
on northern side,
an apple tree
named Marvin after Gaye,
my first love before I knew what mine felt right like.

Three thornless blackberries
planted in the back,
Matthew first, of course,
with shared Beatitudes,
then Mark, progenitor of gospel vocation stories,
then Luke the ecotherapeutic Medicine Bush,
luxuriously black berryed, Agape.

All this vast recently adopted extending family
to greet and nourish my multiculturally mutually adopted,
and sometimes quite dysfunctionally malnourished,
human fractured family,
but rarely allowed to go to bed angry or frightened,
at least by each other.

While planting I go in and through our home
with my muddy gardening shoes,
remembering my mother’s exasperated voice,
Who tracked all this mud through my kitchen?!
and my standard response,
The mud-tracker prefers to remain anonymous.

I’ll just bet he does,
she responds,
as I reach for broom and dustpan.

Then later,
Why, of all things, would you choose to track through all this muddy gay identity?
I was really planning on birthing a Saint!
and my response, of course,
The filthy queer prefers to remain anonymous.

I just hope he does,
I can hear her thinking
as I plant Peter, then Paul,
then Mary, the cherries.

About that same time,
while sorting through syncretic interdependence of regenerative economics as power-politics,
my mother wondering why I would choose to head toward Hell
as an unredeemed Taoist,
and my response
The evilish Taoist-Christian hybrid
prefers to remain both atheistically anonymous
and power-theistically full of sacred diastatic abundance.
In other words,
polypathically and multiculturally empty,
and yet co-redeeming as co-loving interdependent fertility does,
not just pinefully and whinefully intends.

About this time I am singing
my final adoption by baptism rite with Marvin Gaye,
Otis Redding’s “These Arms of Mine”
dedicated to all those transubstantiating syncretic polyculturists
inside, as ecopolitically outside,
even if preferring sacred organic co-rootedness
to secularly remaining as anonymous as a wordless tree.