The 0cay Exterminator

I suppose there are no new problems in the world to be exterminated, well, I mean, of course there are as many new problems as there are creatures having a new day today, but I mean I suppose there are no absolutely unprecedented types of power-struggles about comparative freedoms to and from with short and/or long-term health and love's security implications, just as there is no such thing as time flowing backward except in our surprisingly 4D-equivalent visual imaginations. What might it be like to be able to reverse time in our hearing imaginations? so we could hear a song sung backward in our head, a life lived backward from full Yang voiced maturity back to Yang/Yin embryonic soup, surfing in soft warm dualdark composting diastatic murmurs, like the Earth turning back into a newer speed-of-enlightenment BlackHole Sun, evolution as revolution to our 4D listening minds. Imagine today as the conclusion of your Creation Story, and play yourself backward to our mutually-held DNA/RNA health-commons solidarity, political-economic loves lives ecological (0)-sum embryonic beginning. Exterminators of life's great and smaller problems must first and more importantly, become regenerators of solutions, for if there are no new categories of Creation Story problems, then there are no new categorical resolutions of chronic, and more climatic, issues and transitions and economic transactions and political relationships, and personal loves and active distrusts, health yin-streams implied within pathological screaming contests, yang-supremacist nightmares. ReGenerators of Solutions look for least effort compost piles of ideas, nutritional possibilities repurposed from our still-evolving history of multicultural enculturation, removing from the ground of trustful-truthful becoming all monopolistic exterminating and terrorizing fantasy solutions; problems perpetually unresolved with Others spelled IntendedLosers in abject repressive compliance. Such extermination through terror fantasies for powering over life's little and great transitions rather like swatting a fly with a grenade, a too-Yang dominant over-reactive response which does indeed exterminate the fly-power problem for now, by causing several newer and more costly challenges for yet another day, unless of course we manage to exterminate ourselves as well. Then we merely pass along our carnage to our children. Older chronically re-evolving, co-arising problems, political and economic and ecological, might healthier resolve with greater cooperative resonance, with more investment in co-empathic trust in mutually subsidiary and grateful deep listening mindful of health/pathology problems nesting within their appositional solutions inviting to raise grace rather than more canes, further pathological exterminations, denials, executions of mutual-immunity monochromatic intent, with visions of socio-political grandeur through naked robes of clown's multiculturing visionplays with Ego's and Ethno's and Anthro's Idolatry, Self and Other as Earth's Maniacally Fertile EgoWorshipers. Supremacy of Anthro-ReGeneracy our internal monopolistic Selves, as if that could co-arise RightBrain happiness, rather than further LeftBrain suffering, cognitive dissonance stressfully blocking terror and extermination fantasies, pinging fears and spontaneously combusting angers, passive mistrusts and more actively steamy distrusts, rupturing black pearls of ballistic hatred. Old enslaving problems within renewed regenerative Left/Right cooperative economic resolutions point toward Beloved Internal Communication and External Community. Cay, making hay while sun shines just right and rain falls just so on the meadows of our co-empathic trust, transgenderationally-applied Golden Rules growing transpeciated-remembering evolving minds with nutrition v pathology-empathic bodies, fully co-conscious bilaterally-truthing-testing eco-healthlives, rather than staying stuck within further dissonantly noisy and stinky decay, devolution, disincarnation, disinclination to wake up and show up. OCay, so that's an hour I'll never get back again, irredeemably invested in old problems in new cooperative-regenerative wineskins. OCay, are you going to just keep repeating this same program through your entire day? Is that your plan for exterminating yet another day, another life, another planet? No, Cay is about investing in yet another healthier love-resolving day, another polypathic resonant trust for radically extended family life, another healthier Earth. OCay? Less paranoia, and terrible-terrific-terrifying-terror, monoculturally-motivated ego-extermination fantasies; more actively, and inclusive of oneself, pro-cay. OCay? If you feel like we are falling apart more than we might ever conceivably come together, then it seems healthiest to hope that breaking up our current monocultural fossils is our way through great, and smaller, transitional regenerations of reincayness.