Revisions of Sugarplums

Could we see and hear and feel and think better more ubiquitously and cooperatively and inclusively if DreamTime speaks in naturally eco-logical language of motion as emotions co-empathically accessible to all RNA/DNA informated integratively regenerative co-arising ecosystemic Ego-programs? In our dreams we all speak the same language of fear and anger, threatening terminal self-hatred, but also love and joy, promising an eternity of bliss if only these would not could not should not fade and fake back toward that downside wave, fear of future without sufficient time to grow this Ego into an EcoTree, Bold and graceful dropping leaves of Wisdom sinking into fertile thirsty soil, enculturing healthy rich nutrients for family, friends, community and communication with all Earth Tribes, all dreaming in these same emotive languages of fear and anger versus love of joy, versifies relations as elations, or not-so-much. Anger about winters past, fear of fall's deadly winnowing harvest of ecolife risking egodeath, timeless eternity of healthy wealth or hell, or most probably something midway between, the only love within all language, positive attitude as gratitude basking in transparent joyous full-summer's sun wonder slowly re-emerging as yet another winter. In our dreams we choose to win or lose as we choose to live, struggling with or struggling against each Golden Rule, and usually some of both, emerges into timeless waves of how we choose to die. DreamTime speaks in a universal language of free rhythm and dissonantly reversing patterns, free of time's double-binding constraints, to syntax motion, merge and submerge emotions, drive regenerating and decomposing, to multiculture ecologic, hope for more elational joy of love as less reductive anger about past times and less fear of EcoPresent fully regenerating, nurturing healthier time. Bicameral Time dreams a self-isolating suboptimizing humane natured species, with shamanic nature-as-spirit tendencies, our most articulate eco-mentors often wandering off into edgy fogs and bogs to pray for, breathe and eco-suffer and dance and resonantly sing outside RealTime's glaring spotlights of technological networks snacking on shallow soundbites. DreamTime, free us from relentless injustice, for seeing lack of empathy where surplus of antipathy breathed and smoldered more honestly, relentlessly burning warrior hearts in passioned love with Eco-We reclaiming full-co-arising integrity for Ego-Me, free from investing in slow death silos of quiet laissez-faire mediocrity, free to live Earth's incubator nest dreaming-webbing life as time's space to be, letting go of life alone at sea to invest in sublimely sacred death into EarthTribal We, eternally, reconnecting me to echo Earth's harmonic frequency, to dance as solar light of free, with power to feel each you as me In Full-Timed Dream of PolyCulturativity We merge nightmares of incommensurable dissonance into harmonic bifractal-octave teleology of time's 4-seasoned ecotherapeutic reason.