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Running Away from Ren

Why is it
as I watch The International CEO Actor
unilaterally Ordering disinvestment
in both domestic and Earth’s cooperative-organic health,
I feel cold harsh January snowblow storms?

Dismaying cold
calling me toward hibernating silo of unencumbered sleep,
possibly to dream of sequestering unpaid taxes
to invest, instead,
in WinWin EcoPolitical Cooperative Ownership
for Health-As-Wealth EcoRegional Management
of personal and famiial and community regenerative self-governance resources
for thrival,
come this warmer, flowering Spring investment time.

Why is it,
as I grapple with the Gordons’ bicameral-bilateral cooperatives,
their ecopolitical creolization of CEO-Elitist histories
with marginalized matriarchal-growing proletariat cooperative herstories,
understories of deep ecological learning Positive Deviant polypaths
toward SpringTime’s evolving eco-liberation for all EarthTribe;
why is it, again, that creole polypathically outgrows competitive WinLose devolutionary assumptions
about nihilistic-totalitarian future prospects
rather than healthier summer climates
inside as multiculturally outside?

Why is it,
as I LeftBrain deductively devour Lakoff’s bicameral LeftProgress
and RightConserve,
regenerate health to disinvest from immoral pathological degeneration,
I see China’s teleological search
for humanity’s Yang/Yin EcoBalance
and not so much our Executive Ordered jingshen kongxu (anti-humane-ing void)?

And,
India’s quest for more regenerate positive karma toward thrive,
And JudeoChristian narrow-dense-rich normative-moral,
natural experience with spiritual attracting/repulsing
bilateral WuWay of cooperative Grace (not competing Hubris),
defeating BusinessAsUsual Executive Supremacist Condemnation
to LoseLose nihilistic Hell as Earth’s unpromising Fallen Future.

And Islamic ecological Paradise of Tremendous Yang-Allah Wonder
rather than immune-marginalized,
and Alien emarginating
degenerating Sojourner Hospitality
into Terrorist WinLose economic and political fear-rooted aggression,
while desertification of colder and older blasted MotherLands
squandering rape of Yin cooperative-integral matriarchal organic health-networks,
continues to escalate toward inevitable January nihilism,
coldly old stagnant militaristic FascistTradition,
where once lived blossoms of organic love
of patriarch/matriarch ego/eco-balancing life systems.

Mutual Terrorist LoseLose Destruction,
rather than Cooperative WinWin ReGenerational Optimization,
in response to watching The CEO
unilaterally Ordering disinvestment
from Earth’s regenerative-resonant climates of health and safety,
both domestically and internationally hibernating
in ren-searching silos
of hope for healthier liberating Spring.

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Feminist EcoPolitics Greets The Donald

Where do we think all this economic and politically empowering
cooperative
nutritional
organically luscious imagination
and ecologically exegetical orthopraxis
started?

George Lakoff speaks of strictly straight stern paternalistic God the Universalist Fathers,
vertically Winning over an otherwise Loser, yet highly competitive, ecopolitical world
and ecologically survivalist-separatist
human parasite-divine supremacist
nature-spirit dualist Western-Dominant straight-way
of seeing our origins
and ourselves,
or at least our father-figures,
ForeFathers,
ProGenitors of victorious Yang-Health Win/Lose
Left over RightBrain WinWin Dominant enculturation.

OK,
I may have added a few gaming elements,
paradigmatic essences which Lakoff
speaks of as if they may be associated with some other economically and politically normative and important words like
healthy v pathological climate,
spirit,
natural chemistry,
dynamic,
changing yet traditional ecological networking relationships.

In describing what I call LeftBrain ecopolitical Dominance,
and he describes as patriarchal straight-stern Father Knows Healthy Competitive Best 1950’s Republicanism,
“Absolute categorization requires essences,
properties that define absolute categories.”
Patriarchs tend to be Win/Lose Universalists,
as nurturing Matriarchs therapeutically trend toward WinWin Unitarian-Integrationists,
polycultural nondual co-arising nature-spirit enrichment
over monocultural BadBoy too-competitive ecopolitics.

Strict Father evolutionary ecopolitical models,
also LeftBrain Enculturation-Language Dominant,
are more drawn to spiritual fundamentalist belief systems
while their Nurturing Matriarchal Networking RightBrain
looks toward root systems of natural-radical regenerative fertility,
requiring some fortunate/unfortunate ambiguity about the nature-spirit compete/cooperate essences
of ecopolitical gender categories.

RightBrain radical spiritual experiences may be suppressed,
but MotherEarth’s cooperative regenesis is not yet dead.

Because of my own Strict Father evangelical Christian Republican,
post-adolescent USA formative years,
I have a renewing appreciation for growing up damaged,
but still RightBrain basically healthy-balancing,
in an ecopolitical LeftBrain Patriarchal EgoDominant conservationist Republican-agrarian
and yet healthy nature-spirit Matriarchal understory family,
where I was part of the dominant
Whites-Only
monoculturing
separatist rural Michigan culture,
and also secretly queer as a two-dollar bill,
as we used to say
back in the anti-feminist day.

This combination eventually led me away from Fundamentally-Dualist God the Condemning Father
toward the Radical-NonDualist Goddess the Nurturing Nature-Spirit
LeftEgo-Right ElderSacred EcoPolitical Wisdom Literature
of Taoism,
and Universal-Unitarianism,
where the hyphen itself
tells the entire permacultural history
between pre-millennial Tao as (0)-sum balancing ecopolitical SpaceTime
spoken in bilateral dialects of Patriarch/Matriarch Yang/Yin CoOperative Enthymematic Communication,
to fill in my nondual natural-spiritual matriarchal feminist side,
which is much more fun
and a whole lot wiser
than without.

From this still-maturing vantage
I can see
that we can all bicamerally see
that ecopolitical-ecological fusion is to regenerative complexity (M. Csikszentmilhalyi)
as cooperative-comparative ecopolitical blurring is to chaos theory,
or Creolizing Political Theory, in Jane Anna Gordon’s vocabulary,
or Feminist EcoPolitical Theory.

Here I enjoy a more cooperative networking and balancing culture
of extended polypathic bicameral family values,
while still aesthetically appreciating Patriarchal Forms
of CoMessianic Nurturing Daddies
as also Bodhisattva Matriarchal MercyWarriors of Peace and Climate Justice,
at their nurturing wise Solomonic best,
where we all began,
in RightMind ecopolitical prodigal potential Mommy’s Wombs,
living within Sacred MotherEarth’s climate
of Beloved CoOperative Left/Right contenting Health;
anonymous pre-embryonic Taoists.

LeftBrain ecopolitical and familial dominance
is more deeply etched in ‘nonEastern’ languaged
and nonverbally communicating/dissonating cultures,

(I dare not speak the LeftBrain WesternCapitalist Patriarchal Name
of strict means straight and stern Calvinist truth
more than also spiraling,
thermodynamically balancing,
double-binding fractal (0)-sum polypathic octave frequencies
of enlightnment,
CoOperative Nature’s Divinely Sacred Symmetric BiLateral Beauty)

Both verbally and nonverbally,
both familially and extended socially,
both economically and extended politically invested,
both competitively and cooperatively,
both authoritatively regenerative and nurturing-health responsibly,
it seems to me
these are the appositional polarities
around which each of our economic and political narratives
find their most nutritiously enlightening root systems
of ecological climate health as ego/eco-centric wealth.

The Donald looks more like the Court Jester
than the Court Messiah.
Unfortunately,
now the BadBoy logical conclusion
of LeftBrain Dominant USA adolescently competitive ecopolitics
has even more power of the purse
and the nuclear ballistics.
It’s like letting your kids
play with fire
while using your money for fuel.
It just doesn’t feel healthy
or like wise wealth investment planning
to me;
more kind of LeftBrain Dominatrix-Delusional terrifying.

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US Negativity Worries Mom

If roses are red
then violets are blue.
If you were as dumb as me
you’d have voted for Trump too.

This election just past,
I never wanted to sin
but I’m so tired of LoseLose wars
when my climate needs Win to Win.

I needed to act
not just say what we say
a little co-operation
could re-landscape my entire day.

If hunters are red
our gatherers feel blue
’cause I was as dumb as the sea
voting for the ocean
as Earth’s TrumpDump for you.

I need to say sorry
to all who are not white male Plutocrats.
Sorry to gay and lesbian and hag,
feminist and cultural diversity
turns from riches to rags
now deemed unworthy to wave
red, white-only, and so-so blue flags.

I’m sorry for nations and nature
now stuck with us.
We’re now disuniting
when Earth needs to be health-cured
and more than our tired school bus
toward further learning how to compete unto death.

If roses are meat red
and violets are queer teen pregnant Marian blue,
I’m so so sorry
I let down angry red climate me
and our ultra-violet octave,
reweaving resonance too.

When roses are no longer me red
and violets are no longer you blue,
then we might transubstantiate,
we see better
as all flowering beauties do.

I should have known
the Party for health of business bottomless lines
would not make my health care,
or even economic security,
their bottom line;

Not health care for women and children,
all the children of the World,
red and yellow,
black and white,
they are not so precious in Trump’s sight.

I knew when I did it
my Jesus loving Mom never would have.
Republican by Christian Evangelical birth-rite,
she would not have voted for health care
of Publican and Pharisee bottom lines,
especially those insuring and financing further investments
in war-profiteering military-industrial-agribusiness complexly self-interested deposits,
which she defined as rackets and mayhem,
when she could find any other choice for her vote
more friendly to health care and security
of Jesus’ multiculturing kids.

If roses are red
and violets are blue
I would have listened to Mom’s Jesus Spirit,
instead of Dad’s Red-Paranoid 1950’s Terror and DiSpirit
regarding 1960’s LoseLose multiculturing condemnations
of Plutocratic White Gods of War
and sexual exploitation,
homophobia and fake, ecopolitically sold-out, Christianity
while Gaia was, and remains, clearly on the side of optimal health
and security
of women and children of all species,
and other polypathic ecological nutrition-lovers
of healthy kids,
red and yellow,
black and white,
roses and violets in Her sight.

If roses were red blue
and violets were blue red
how much easier it could be
to see inside each cooperatively intended head.

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Autumn’s Failing Consciousness

New England’s post election trees
shed a few teary waving leaves.
Morning sky tries to shine resilience
yet lingers in ominous grey overcast
of silent waiting through despair.

In Michigan and Wisconsin and Pennsylvania
tens of thousands of mothers
who cherish their daughters
are beating themselves up about yesterday;
longing for a do-over
to avoid confidence in false predictions
of safely voting their libertarian ecoconsciousness,
or too quietly staying home
to rake falling fertile leaves.

Failing leaves feel their personal mortality,
too old, over-extended, to survive another bitter winter
of ex-patriation
while maternal nurturing root systems survive through hibernation,
deeply embedding in Earth’s nutritional compost
of yeasty faith,
waiting for another Advent ecopolitical Season.

Not a branch,
not even a twig stirs from frosty lethargy
wondering Why?
Why would we decide slavery must be illegal
because immoral
yet sexual and capital and incorporated predation
remains legally and morally ambiguous,
as if wealth of male supremacist nobility
were God’s full harvest of regenerative moral gifts,
excusing by betraying grace
this fortunate entitlement
of LeftBrain enduring cockiness
to welcome this winter’s misery,
Earth’s hiatus from integrally nurturing ecology.

Hiding even the sun’s radiant morning glory
from disunited piles of leaving ballots
already preparing to fertilize richer soils
in four more autumnal climate years.

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Turtle Island Tree

My grandparents’ grandparents,

all sixteen, digging, rooting cultural meristems and caps,

young adults, adolescents during our 1880s,

post Civil War.

What would we name this self-hatred,

this lack of compassion and gratitude

for human nature’s lavish wealth of diversity?

The internal war,

opening history’s gate to tell new stories

of learning civility,

Basic Positive Attendance,

passionate open minds and systems

racing toward freedom from fears

of cultural and languaged differences,

freedom to fear that only light skinned Europeans

were fully human natural,

freedom for growing toward our multiracial abundance.

Pushing rocks, or even through them,

skirting obstacles,

scouting tendrils,

entirely unaware that each was part of many,

reach toward deep ecology, mineral water,

interpenetrating Earth’s negentropic neural network

of nailed gnarled tips,

shepherding diastolic capillaries

rooting down and in, conjoining Earth’s heart.

 

My grandparents,

all four introducing our 1920’s

Zone of Elongation

gorging newly opened borders

spilling into speak-easy Enlightenment,

reconnecting to global roots

back to Europe and Asia and Africa,

mysteries of Middle Eastern religious diversity

still pouring through our DNA

soaking up like Yang-submerged hydraulic jacks

of mystical romance

swimming in melting pots of sub-cultural chauvinism,

adolescent freedom faith in

absolute faith of freedom,

with national pride growing competitively long

chauvinist economics

of wet wealth’s drowning inflation

marched blindly toward a natural systemic scale.

 

My generation,

the long hairs of the 1960s

sprouting out a New Cooperative Age vision,

a collective hazy pilgrimage,

from Vietnam through women’s racial riot,

forty years of wandering,

slow dehydration in our emergent ecologic desert

of cultural despair.

Peace and free love,

our call to rebellious alarms

soaking up dissonant wild wisdom

spinning and spreading across and up

toward a zero-sum cooperative economic theory

of abundant information networks

exchanging skills and stories,

a newly polycultured red dawn.

Long hair magnets attract permacultured shamans

prehending information’s balanced polynomial string theory,

a (0) smooth-structured soul food

sustaining absorbent cultural advent,

a limber prescient taproot

through this Trans-Millennial Generation.

 

Equitable peace with inclusive justice,

love and synergy,

compassion and right mindfulness,

permacultured orthopraxis,

transpecies expressed,

predicated within our grandchildren’s generation.

Transcendent information and communication

networks flying, echoing, reiterating,

crowd-sourcing ecological sap

dreamed with longing tears by long-haired elders.

Each bi-generation reincarnating nature’s root system

of positive teleological hope for this taproot

now emerging into cultural consciousness

a spring, a sprout, a twig,

a precocious trunk promising branches

with cooperating productive leaves

and richly pollinated organic flowers

flowing with glorious gratefully incarnated diversity,

our Tree of Life full bloom,

now finally Self-Aware,

grateful for history’s nutrient roots,

paradise shared with birds and worms

sun and water and air

breathing and beating

our forceful steady stream of dreamy swimming

Yes!

At last, at last,

We share our InformNational Dream,

full moon beams rapturing Gaia’s radiant dark skin.

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