Embryonic Language

Wordsmithing and living are like communicating and loving through a camera lens when you could just lay down your language-camera, to step into face-to-face space, rather than stepping aside from present co-arising, co-relational empathic moments of opportunity and co-gravitating issues, to choose instead to speak ex-cathedra in what is an increasingly accessible rhetorical moment, but decreasingly reading emptying-out echo-palace for noble and graceful poets, our gods and goddesses with their sacred/mundane subjects, to chat amongst ourselves. Only nature photographers take us seriously as art; not just under-commodified and quasi-domesticated smart. Permaculture smithing and evoluting are co-nutritional communication and loving through bicamerally reiterative lenses of Left Interior Ego Landscape ecohosted by Elder Right Exterior EcoLogical Landscape, therapy for regenerative planning and development. In my Paradise poets rule Interior Ego Reigns while permacultural ecotherapists co-evolve self-governance of Exterior CoOperative EcoClimates, politically egalitarian as economically co-op driven, synergetic spacetime balancing confluently elational energy; learning to speak in mindful face to face paced time and algae-surfing seaside rhythms. Writing without experience, outside experience, beyond and abstracted from experience, already takes God's active-verbal name in vain pursuits of beautiful correctness, omitting primal wild dipolar dialectic revolutions, complex fractal-spiral regenerative icons, metasystems of time's folding formation with fertile eco-function, flowing back to Golden Elixir, Rule, and Proportional Thermodynamic Balance.