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Rewinding Sacred Evolution

My youngest messianic son
reminds me
We are often so outside voice loud
inside,
we can’t hear ourselves think,

LeftBrain language
for RightBrain feeling
You’re so inside my personal ego-boundaries
I can no longer hear myself breathe
or Sacred Mother Earth blow
and chirp
and surf
and quake
and storm,
where twittering
is something emerging
from sacred elder trees and rainforests.

My voiceless messianic son
reminds me every day
of a time on nature-spirit nondual Earth,
not so very long ago,
when we would all have felt and heard our co-messianic breath
to ponder what active fear,
or mistrusted anxiety,
or aptic love
I am co-present with now.

He reweaves for me
A time
when we could see
and hear each messianic other,
WinWin,
WinLose,
LoseLose,
as extended matriarchal families
regenerating breaths networked together,

My young adult co-messianic son
cannot say or think LeftBrain
yet can ElderRight hear
and measure
and contrast GoldenRule resonance,
and terror of violence against WinWin
and outdoor voice Win/Lose aggressions
against how we could,
and possibly really should,
more healthy breathe,
more cooperatively wealthed together.

Breathing in lighter Positive thoughts,
words spoken in WinWin
LeftBrain secular language,

Breathing out soul-rooted Right
actively hoping to rediscover
timeless Positive-nurturing
sacred AnimaMundi
wounds
and wombs
of warm wet
prime relationship
ZeroZone memories.

Breathing out
and in from that cooperative nurturing
Origin,
able to reincarnate images
of iconic matriarchal yinsoul-identity.

Breathing in GreenLIght
as also breathing out RedPatriarchal Impressive
explicated outside voices
Matriarchal Wombed rainbow-octaves Recessive
implicating
creolizing
greenNatures with redSpirits inside voices
co-gravitating
as also co-arising
secularEgo/sacredEco-Presence.

Giving gospel felt voice
to historic salvation of DNA-RNA fueling light
secularLeft non-violent ecopolitics
for co-operating SacredRight’s
HolySpirit
breathing out
multicultural democratic grateful integrity.

Of which,
my Messianic son’s non-violent
non-verbal
lack of LeftBrain
voice,
breathes out as in
iconic health-pathology climate hearing
with blinded seasonal light sight.

My youngest outdoor messianic son
reminds me
with his nature-spirit laughter
and his spirit-nature tears
he would never be so foolish
LeftBrain separating secular voiced thinking
from ElderRightBrain sacred breathing resonance

Breathing in and out
cooperatively together
playing resilient solidarity
WinWin.

While all our breathed in Yang
and exhaled Negative suppressed Yin
bipolarity
invade his boundaries
of aptic breathing love
for Yang outdoor natural teaching voices,
warm and cold of air and light,
mist and dry of water and it’s lack,
fertile green and clay barren voices
of soil and metallic stone souls
breathing out with memories
and images of MotherTree
and Her ZeroZone
polypathic RNA empowering
womb-seeds of organic healthy hope
for Great Seasonal
and Small Daily
WinWin CoArising Transitions
Ambulations
Evolutions
Revolutions.

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Family Jazz Farmers

I am reading Wendell Berry stories
again,
still,
today.

And notice
over these past several weeks
he unfolds two bipolar themes.

Berry is,
was,
a cooperative Southern neighborhood farmer
of organic hospitality.
His protagonists grow on multigenerational farms
as Berry grows into writing while farming,
thereby farming readers
co-investing in cooperative
organic
ego-feeding
ecosystems.

But Berry’s NegativEnergy tension
emerges against nationalistic
anti-productive family
automated military ballistics
reaping death harvests.

All forms of death
are terror
in and outside Berry’s local farm community,
Yet death’s most absurd forms
are international and civil wars,
tariff warts and tumors
against short-handed family farmers.

As any farmer
worth her compost
knows,
Everyone losing opportunity for organic life
risks isolating
marginalizing
competing
de-commodifying death.

Similarly,
I hear an NPR commentator
this evening
remind us
Everyone loses empowering trade
in declaring wars.

Whether firing retributive ballistics
or tariffs
or both,
bleeding death and threat thereof
are the opposite of cooperatively farming
and feeding health
together.

Wars are LoseLose Games
unto violent absurdity
while cooperative farming,
planting and harvesting,
culling and replanting,
seed sharing and mutual cooperative composting,
multigenerationally,
is WinWin traditional healthy economics
and family politics,
secular democratic trust
and sacred faith
in PositivEnergy ZeroZone communities.

Similarly,
I hear another NPR commentator say,
of an iconic Jazz Master,
whose primary instrument
exploring high and low extremities
of piano-fortes:
He performed cooperative jazz
THE Right Way.

This seems to smirch the Master’s reputation.
Music performed THE Right Orthodox Way
is not jazz,
without capital-hoarding over-investments.

Jazz is not ballistically force-fed at people
Music sharing is about cooperative RightBrain planting
and harvesting invitations into resonant life.
Jazz performance
at its organic ensemble creolizing best
is about several right and left farming ways
inviting us to muse with
our right sharing amusing ways.

THE Right Ways
are about competitive performance wars–
who gets the biggest and baddest button
spotlight,
and not at all about jazz forms
of cooperative improvisational farming,

Recomposing stories
about healthy forest
and ocean
and breath
and light major 7th
and dualdark minor diminished
octave sharing.

I was dreaming Wendell Berry poetry
again resonant,
today.

 

 

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Why Schools

eWhy schools?
We are not clear
WiseElder sighed
in desperate fear.

Why guns at school?
Where teachers try
and pine for Golden Rules.

We pry to teach
cooperation
And in return
guns rape our nation.

We strive to learn
not to waste
what God has given
pedagogical grace.

Why point automated guns
at schools for learning
how society right ought to run?

Such mown down waste
streaming out of place
assaulted from within
without cooperation’s
productive face.

We are what we nourish
on the field
and in each classroom
competing for success
without innocent Right’s sacred flourish.

Silent deep learning
gasping rabid claustrophobia
Fearing the worst,
competition’s violent agape phobia.

Feed me!
silent screams voiceless Innocence
longing for a place to learn
with deeper WinWin resonance.

Deep sacred consumers
grow terrorist alarming
when cooperation’s resilience
is bought from
and sold to highest performers

In society’s rabid operationalizing,
awarding speaking parts
sung by Wild Western Old Farts
about history’s highest and best,
most accurately aiming,
non-elite alarming,
RedPrince Southern Stated Charming.

Red automated assault
AntiGreen
competing monoculturation,
punishing devolution,
anti-healthy poly-enculturation
growing devalued,
secularized,
sometimes demonized,
overpopulation,
harvesting results.

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A Disagreement About Assault

Marco Rubio
reminds
marchers against automated gun violence,
their pilgrimage views
oppose
what many TrueBlue Americans
support
as Second Amendment Rights.

Why hide
your own NRA supported agenda
You cannot politically
and economically afford
to be found
in this wrong?

So let’s explore
with colonial ForeFathers
their Original Democratic Health Intent:
How sure are you
they
and their wives
and mothers
grandmothers
and children
would have supported
your right
to have a military-grade assault rifle
in your self-defensive closet
and in those of all your neighbors
and your most feared racist
fascist
rabid
AmericaFirst monocultural
public competition schooled
enemies?

How sure are you
that these students
and their parents
and their grandparents
marching against automated violence
actually oppose
your right to domestic self-defense
as originally intended
by patriots of polycultural democracy
and matriarchs of domestic family health?

Why is it,
do you think,
so many Second Amendment protected Americans
are marching
on and in and toward
state and national and international
cities
to remind you

They too are Americans
with proud and loyal Second Amendment
and First Amendment,
on around through all Amendment
rights to Sacred Unity,
Public and Private Health Welfare,
Left and RightMind and Body Happiness

They too are USA domestic residents
and tax payers
who believe the Second Amendment
is not whatever and however the NRA
competitively
and toxically define
and refine
and exegete it

So much as
whatever and however Original Health-Intending Democrats
cooperatively refine
and systematically define
domestic self-with-other defense
of WinWin
freedom from assault repression,
terrorizing depression,
racist and sexist suppression

Freedom for MotherEarth
wise economic
and political expression.

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Challenged Young Men

When is the difference between
a terrorist
and a challenged young man
not a realistic distinction?

When the young man
grows up in an NRA culture
celebrating justified evangelical military violence;

Choices for death
by automated
ballistic
monoculturing
rabid
force.

Military cultures
teach mental illness,
social pathology
of living in a fundamentally dualistic world
that is ecologically anti-trusting
and theologically
notsecular-notsacred double-binding
LoseLose dualistic

MADenning
Mutual Assured Destruction
rather than Mutual Acclimating Restoration
WinWin polypathic pedalogical.

 

 

 

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Taliban Tales

How wrong could I be
were I to assume
most Taliban leaders
in Afghanistan
have aging parents?

Especially mothers,
as it is not specifically healthy
to be a male in such a violent
raped
poverished,
nutritionally-barren place

And Taliban parents
might also have kids hungry and thirsty
and afraid to give us grandkids,
for economic and political starvation reasons.

It might occur to healthy energy democratic leaders
thinkers and feelers
that feeding
and restoring healthy therapeutic ecosystems
could grow better polycultural Afghanistan wealth outcomes
promised by Allah
and YHWH alike.

Restorative, rather than more extractive, retributive justice
could work more WinWin effectively,
than continuing bad karma retributive violent goals
of assured mutual environmental destruction
and inhumane death and dying and terrorizing
paranoid children,
and other forms of almost incalculable dismay
through strategies rooted in punishment
and threat
and counter-terrorism terror,
visiting the sins of fathers
upon Yang soldiers
and Yin sacred daughters and aging mothers alike.

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Celebrating Heroes

I want to respond
to the retired Marine
who watched Democratic Congressional Leaders
during the State of our crippled Union event,
disappointed at how their patriotism,
their loyalty to sacred sacrifices of soldiers
appears too tepid,
jaded,
ungrateful
as compared to more thunderous enthusiastic applause
and standing ovations of Republican Leaders.

I have noticed this too
both during various national bipartisan rhetorical events,
and also within my conscientious objector self,
And I wonder about my own hesitation
to celebrate military heroism,
as if this were an oxymoron,
like military peace intelligence.

For me,
such internal heart-warming applause
is chilled by my own half-empty embarrassment
that I have gone through my recent months and years
perhaps too full of willing tolerance
for moral assumptions too big to fail,
that we are OK to predatively place
other men and women,
regardless of culture or religion or nationality,
and their necessarily neglected children,
in harms toxically unnecessary way.

An heroic investment
far too expensive for developing healthy persons,
plants,
or planet.

This is not how we wisely invest
in sacred Earth’s climates
and healthing cultures.

My celebration of military heroes
remains perennially muted
by my unease about planting future threats
by paying springtime federal taxes
because I conscientiously object,
for spiritual experience
and religious belief reasons,
how large the mountainous percentage
invested in threat of death and dying
and paying ever-mounting interest
on past military industrialized deficit
overheating budgets.

Stolen from potential health
and well-being
of Earth’s future generations
spread throughout all Earth’s sacred residents
now terrified of upcoming ballistic climates.

I should have tried harder,
more conscientiously,
to invest in restoring ballasts of co-operative climates.

So, I intend no disrespect
for courage
and honor
and heroes
for those who have survived
violence and
fear and
anger and
greed and
political pretensions of Elitists
too old to fight themselves,
but just rightwinged enough
to invest in further armaments,
and thereby profit nicely.

I feel no disrespect
for those who have not survived
and will not survive,
much less thrive in pathological death-culture.

But nationalistic applause
and praying for God’s blessings on U.S. First and Last,
Right or Wrong,
feel consciousness unsettling
when I experience God’s applause
for love and peace
and not our hate and
fear and
anger and
violence against each other,
regardless of religion or
culture or
national origin
or gender
or color
or age,
born,
long gone,
or yet unborn.

I know God too omnipotent and omnipresent
to respect inhumane national apartheid boundaries.

Heroes
are those who have gone well past their patriotic duty
far beyond what anyone could honestly
and reasonably ask,
beyond what most of us might expect of ourselves,

Especially while those left behind
remain in free-markets
to profit off the tanks
and submarines
and rifles soldiers bravely carry,
bullets and bombs they aim,
often at the even more profitable investments
of these same 1% Elite,
regardless of International Conglomerate Status.

For those who are persuaded
what was asked
was itself a positive democracy protecting moral act,
standing ovations of buoyant applause
feel resoundly called for
from warmly celebrating hearts.

But, for those of us
who empathize with heroes both alive and dead
regardless of religion or culture or national origin,
who feel such violence reflects our own democracy protecting failures
to conscientiously love all sacred life sufficiently,
Such unmitigated happiness feels heart-wrenchingly wrong.

In face of such selfless investment
in violence and risk to healthy futures
for threatening death
and objectives of destruction,
we more likely bow our disinvested heads,
take a humbled knee,
silent in awe of such uncompelling bad-breathed ambiguity,

Yet not wanting to offend
against such sacred gifts
offered at an unacceptable cost
We never had the conscientious right to ask
another soul to pay.

I do not believe disrespect
is democratically intended
for lack of con-celebrating our violent history’s heroes;
but respectful listening grows more conscientiously compelling
for humility
of political and economic enablers,
co-investors like myself,
with guilt and shame about what others have paid
because we did not act sufficiently
for waging and investing peace,
Incarnating God’s love
for all Earth’s SacredTribes.

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