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Doing the Math

When I was eight I knew Paradise could not be merely secular humane and yet be justly and omnipotently divine, when a Great Horned Owl breathed her last sacred breath toward me, left alone while she flew away to where I would thinly follow in my robust adult time. It took me eight cycles of octave eight to realize why Paradise must include multiculturing nests for fowl and ecopolitically cooperative seas for fish and surf's bilateral co-gravity eco-measuring timeless here and now eternity. Because a monocultural Paradise would be polypathically oxymoronic, an economically and nutritionally ridiculous metaphysical paradigm, not ecologically sustainable, not even basic harmonic healthy balance because not synergetically multiculturally and polypathically or polyphonically healthy wealth intelligence of regenerative/degenerative ecopolitical co-empathic/dyspeptic design. Everybody knows that Heaven begins and ends in an organically holistic Earth Garden, with zero-balanced degenerative waste stream, and nonzero-soul potential panentheistic integrity, yes? So how does denying our climate and Earthscape wasting pathologies help us become the ReForesting Paradise we might cooperatively become through healing these dissonant decaying apartheid anomalies together?

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