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Long poem by Gerald Dillenbeck | Details |

Father Time's Interview

We don't have a lot of time,
or, well, I guess you do,
but I don't,
so let's plunge right into the first big question:
Which came first, form or function?

False dichotomy. No such thing as a totally dysfunctional form,
and no such thing as changing function without some form
distinguished against a static background, or understory.

OK, that was quick!

Not really, 
it just seems that way to you.

what about space and time, 
which came first?

Same question. 
Same answer. 
Space adds formed place 
to time's potentiating and exforming bilateral linear function.

All right, 
so linguistic paradox meets coincidental evolution as co-arising time travel, 
I guess.

About time.

So you say.
And, yang and yin?

Same question.
Yang empowers Time's form
while Yin unfolds as yin-yin nondual co-implicating bipolarity,
binary form,
all binomial time and co-gravity frequencies,
synergetic natural trend strings and cycles and tipping points,
mutually revolving gravity waves;
like not-not injunctions
and co-arising natural intelligence
as accessible as the nearest regenerating cell,
inductive intuition,
subconscious non-languaged awareness
of integrating communication as cooperative community,
emerging from an enthymematic holding place
of polycultural multisystemic Black Hole dual-dark love,
subconscious being,
mutual subsidiary solidarity
and coredemptive navigation from past stimuli,
pulling, inviting, seducing, branching
toward future's ecojust karmic response,
ecological reconnections from past to future in each present moment,
re-genesis of The Tree of Co-Arising Death and Life,
fear of too-brief time's revelation, revolution,
between death and life and rebirth
yielding both further death and purgation
and further freedom and facility and harmonic diversity
of both species and uniquely ego-centering song;
until we sometimes overheat our climatic landscapes 
with less than fully optimized cooperative function.

Was that good for you?
I don't know how many nested climaxes you intended to create there,
but, anyway, 
what about dark and light,
black and white,
dispossession and possession of transparency?

Same question.
Black is white light's full octaved closed-set form
as light is emergent black's informating octave-ergodic dark-dense function.

So is that like a color wheel observation
or some kind of cosmologically universal statement?

The ultra-violet spectrum completes time's full octave frequencies,
your human natured atomic picture frame,
the outline of a tree
including the tree's equivalent subterranean understory,
and undervalued root system.
Undervalued by egocentric left-brain dominant culture,
not by right-left bicameral balancers
and health/wealth harmonizers
and permaculturists,
all the way back to shamans noticing naturally seasoned
cycling systems of birth and decomposition
and then new birth again.

You did it again, 
that thing 
when you sound like you're channeling Bucky Fuller
and you start talking about one thing
and then pulling words about some other irrelevant thing,
turning analogical coincidence
into ecological correlates.

I suppose that's how language evolved
to iconically place-hold neural memory patterns
of synaptic crisis and aptically benign eco-norms,
structured as DNA fractals,
cycling octave holonic frequency functions.

I'll take a pass on even pretending
connections between DNA's structure  
and revolving articulation of syntax.
How about the chicken and egg?
Which came first?

What's the difference?

I don't know.
It's one of those questions philosophers like to ask.

I mean, what's the difference between a chicken
and its egg?

Well, one has feathers and wings 
and sometimes lays an egg
and the other is sort of oval
and smooth hard-shelled,
and gooey inside.

This chicken you are asking about,
did it lay the egg
you are asking about,
did this chicken emerge from the egg
you are asking about?
Or, maybe both, 
at different stages of chicken with egg development?
If so,
then I guess they too evolved coincidentally.
If I may comment off record here,
you keep asking questions about evolutionary production
and consumption cycles,
as if progenitive decomposition,
metamorphic transitions
through self-renewing stages of paradox
were not the reverse face of regeneration,
as if we could have mature plants 
during summer's contenting heat
without cold hibernation 
of winter's dissonant contentiousness,
or any concept of optimized cooperative living
without something we fear as death,
loss of corporate-structured life.

I told you I would only do this interview
if you promised to not critique
our stupid questions.

There is no such thing,
but some are much more perennially
and permaculturally productive than others.

If you say so.
What would be the most insightful question I could ask you
and please go ahead and answer it too.
Save me some trouble.

Why is the duration of your DNA's life potential
measured only with egocentric
"Closed Set Universe" rooted quantitative values?
Because "Open System" inductive/consumptive life-form balance
is only perpetually (not conclusively) defined 
by eco-ionic production of (0) sum binomial root systems, 
double-crossing Eulerian prime relationship spacetime function.
The beginning and end of your DNA string 
appear terminal rather than transitional
if you identify your self as ego,
rather than as your co-operative portion of eco-regenerative consciousness.

OK, well, thank you for that,
I think.
How do you feel about the ground covered so far?
Anything else I should ask?

I wish you would give higher priority
to ecological and feminist justice platforms.

What's the difference
between a feminist agenda
and an ecological platform?

Nice job;
very excellent question.
Which came first
is like asking which is the producer 
and which is the later consumer,
when these functions emerge coincidentally
throughout a life,
a dream,
a generation.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck

Long poem by Gerald Dillenbeck | Details |

TransParent Exodus

Imagine we live in an eco-normative story
of competing for wealth-commodities,
cash piled in quantifiable currencies,
collectively blinded to our Win-Win
natural economic,
biological health and well-being value roots.

One day, our Permacultural Received View
unveils a co-operatively synergetic evolution of positive health
and articulation of mutual subsidiarity--
natural laws of economic and political
and psychological and biological
health and survival through thrival
Permacultural Design,
(and Taoist,
and Buddhist,
and JudeoChristian,
and Islamic,
and UU,
and Sikh,
and Hindu),
with Ecological Wealth objectives
defining spiritual principles, procedures, ethics
laws of co-operative solidarity,
co-passionate peace with ecojustice for all,
mutually subsidiary freedoms to live full healthy lives
balanced with freedom from dying deadly unhealthy deaths.
Oh, yes! this feels familiar somehow.

This appositionally poignant permaculture spectrum 
originates with the emptiness of winter's purgation,
to evolve bio-systemically toward,
to incarnate as to inform,
to revolve full cycle to incorporate the opposite end of life's spectrum,
not mere half-assed egocentric and anthrocentric competitive life,
but fully sustainable health and well-being wealth 
from now through our grandchildren's grandchildren,
and all their several cousins of diversely rainbowed
and sensually intelligent
holonic RNA/DNA-encrypted
forms with functional memory eco-logical species,
bio-logic information processor systems,
bicamerally fully conscious.
We reverse our Left-brain dominant economic overshoot!
Yeah us!

As our cognitive disconnection from our own permacultural story evaporates,
this confusion about measuring wealth with money
rather than with sustainable,
ecological health,
about-faces toward inclusively co-operative survival 
of the most synergetically interdependent systems,
positive deviant psychologizing
new economizing healthy wealth,
rather than BusinessAsUsual industry,
pursuing toxic short-term Win-Lose evolutionary designs
and plans for overshoot development;
collective worship of Left-brain dominant Ego-theism
rather than continuing our pilgrimage
toward Left-Right bicameral mutual governing equivalence values
following a nutritional thrival trail 
back to our Original Big Bang ProGenitor,
TransParent Pre-Temporal Timing
of our Elder Right lens back through nutritional enculturing transparently binomial, time's core spinal fold,
erupting solid massively dense formation
out informing polyculturing functions,
flow streams,
frequency intervals
fractal seasonal revolving rhythms 
of radiantly Bi(0)-versive Exodus 
of Love's enlightening Time.

When we choose healthy co-operative survival optimization
by starving competition to accumulate wealth deposits,
we will address stealth impoverishment,
now feverishly hiding within un-consciousness of economically
and politically
and ecologically violating Golden Rules
that advocate health and sustainable hope for all Earth's Grandchildren;
the pan-ultimate measure of a culture's true wealth
is its mutually balanced positive and negative nutritional feedback loops,
seeking our Zero-Sum Co-Operatively Healthy Win-Win
Eco-Normic Game Plan.

Polynomial Power sustainably optimizes
where monomial center trends toward Universal Co-Passion,
healthy fulsome flows and frequently reiterated functional patterns
of HereNow TransParent Bicameral Consciousness,
Ego as SoleSubject
greets and mutually bows toward
Eco-Logical WeSelf-as-SuperEco's Objective,
Bi-Nomially Permaculturally Balancing Time's 3-dimensional bodymind Space,
Pace of unfolding 
Beloved Community Memory and ReDevelopment.

like messianic shamans of all times and cultures,
steward natural systems with a mutual-mentoring premise.
Our Host Environment, EcoSystem,
is both our Subject in the present moment
and our Objective reconnecting toward a shared cooperative future,
inclusive of all endogenous natural systems, species,
air and water flows,
sun and shadow glows.
This SuperEco ProGenitor
Hosts and Teaches
through Elder Memory synchronicity.

First, permaculturing prophets and alchemists listen
requiring the purgation of Ego-
and Anthro-
recovering EcoCentrism
confluent with all SpaceTime balance and harmonies,
flows with positive and negative functions, ionic frequencies,
ironic humors
cognitive dissonance too often hiding
psychological dynamics striving for comprehensively balanced
Eco-Zero-Centrism and Balance,
as EcoLogical BioJustice Economics and CoOperative Governance.

Bicamerally Left-Right confluent con-science
brings sustainable healthy wealth of RNA-rooted memory systems.
Bicameral Binomial-Consciousness emerges
as human nature's cooperative stewardship
our co-mentoring vocation,
Commons-space syntax shared with equal rights
by all Earth's Natural Systems.

EgoCentrism is eisegetically held as good and normal and appropriate
only as long as AnthroCentrism remains Left-brain Dominant,
continues economically incarnating through Win-Lose competitive assumptions
rather than choosing permacultural models 
for EctoSymbiotic Polycultural Revolution.

A Boddhisatva-Ego lives in cooperative service with SuperEco,
Universally Thermodynamic Balanced (0)-Centric,
4-Prime Dimensional,
bio- and eco-logical,
caretaker and metric "PlaceHolder" Polyculturist
within Earth's RNA-syntax Tribes,
encultured fractal (0)-sum economically cooperative souls,
blossom Beloved Economic Community
in full "Climax",
incarnating integrative positive trending economic development,
as transmillennial revolution
away from pursuing wealth,
toward co-operative health 
as our ecological paradigm
for psychological, 
and economically sustainable re-exodus toward wealth optimization
with equivalent freedom for all,
and Beloved co-passionate peace.

Time gardens out.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck

Long poem by Gerald Dillenbeck | Details |

Professor Glory's Active Hope

The title of this talk today,
"Win-Win Politics of New Feminist Economics"
suggests questions,
more than emasculating 
definitively deductive

Would you imagine
a minority-identified Buddhist,
more likely as a feminist
or culturally comfortable
with political and economic Left-brain domination,
monopolistic competing toward self-enslavement?

How would you compare broad cultural trends
between East and Western language
on a feminist v. Left-brain monopolistic dominant spectrum?
Which might be more ego-centric,
and which would you expect to be more eco-centric?
Where would you expect to find more
competitive v. cooperative economic support structures?
Which would you expect to be more family-tribal-clan oriented
and which more individualistically ego-oriented?
Which more anthropocentric
and which more nurturing of all life-centric?

Who is more likely to be a feminist-cooperative economist,
a Permaculture Designer
or a Political Party Platform Developer?
Why do you imagine our world in this comparative

As a cooperatively intended illustration
of discovering political relativity 
within an economic bicameral lens,
let's compare our sacred colleague Charles Eisenstein's
description of "The Growth Imperative"
with a bracketed revision 
which might be entitled "A Regenerative Imperative."
This, not to suggest disagreement,
but to suggest dipolar co-arising confluence
through using both Left and Right lenses of consciousness:

"Abetted by technology, the commodification of formerly non-monetary goods and services has accelerated over the last few centuries, to the point today where very little is left outside the money realm."
[Abetted by double-binary balancing technology,
the decommodification of newly-commodified goods and services
is accelerating
over these last few decades,
to the point today
where surprisingly little is left
inside the overly competitive quantification of value realm.]

"The vast commons, whether of land or of culture, has been cordoned off and sold--all to keep pace with the exponential growth of money."
[Our Commons of land and culture
and genetic-holonic individuation
continues ego- and anthro-centrically self-strangling
through dispossession of cooperative ownership--
all to keep pace with 
the exponential monopoly of quantifying-reductive value,
distorting nurturing health as core-wealth.]

"This is the deep reason why we convert forests to timber, songs to intellectual property, and so on."
[This is the deep ecology of why we permaculturally harvest forests
for timber,
culturally nurture songs toward cooperative intellectual property,
and so on,
yin toward yang
and back again 
balancing evolution.]

"It is why two-thirds of all American meals are now prepared outside the home."
[It is why two-thirds of all American meals
are now less nutritionally prepared
outside our under-valued
health-producing organic homes and lives.]

"It is why herbal folk remedies have given way to pharmaceutical medicines, why child care has become a paid service, why drinking water has been the number-one growth category in beverage sales."
[We, together, are why herbal folk remedies
could further enrich pharmaceutical medicines,
from which they originally derived,
why child care has become a paid
yet under-valued
why bottled and labeled drink of nature's primally flowing health
has become the number-one competitive growth category
in what used to be
the Commons egalitarian river-flow of life.]

While we each have internalized theories
about what positive and negative correlations
we evolve between Left-deductive dominant
v. feminist-egalitarian values and disvalues,
co-relations only recently occurred to me
as what co-operative political assumption
feminist-ecologist-economist culture
may share as ubiquitously as individuated DNA
co-gravitates toward universal RNA syntax.

Buddhist, and Taoist, philosophy
calls dipolar correlations
"dependent co-arising"
while scientists may share this same principle
of thermodynamic,
and gravitational
co-elliptical curve-linear temporal balance
"endo/ecto-symbiotic evolution."

As inclusive theoretical physicists
and mathematicians
and statisticians
we might re-member political mutuality
of species evolution
as co-relation,
coincidental trend emergence
between two or more
interdependent dipolar-articulating trend variables.

Buckminster Fuller
labeled his entire geometric metaphysics of consciousness
and ecological development
after this primal principle
of interdependent co-arising "synergetics,"
and re-ligioning
and re-cognizing 
synergy is to physics
as love is to metaphysics,
and perhaps economics
and eco-logic,
health and well-being,
co-operative Positive Psychology,
design and development ethics and organic health/wealth outcomes,
which begins to feel
like ethical policy development,
useful for a healthier political
and conversational
and familial
and ego/ecosystemic
balancing process.

Where I did not anticipate discovering 
mutually-dependent co-arising cooperation
was in the Prime-Origin field of Cosmology,
although a cursory glance at mythology,
shamanic teaching,
taoist co-existential paradox of evolving Yang/Yin principles
within nature
inclusive of human nature,
predicating male/female functional co-arising
and natural balance;
these were all,
in hindsight,
significant clues saying
"please don't be surprised
when you get to universally unitarian cosmology
as double-transparent co-gravitation of our Commons".

Dual transparency of Time
as Zero-dimensional negentropicentric space
bicamerally suggests
co-operative  gravitational power politics and economics
lie at the (0)-Soul Core Prime Relationship
of our global Origination Story.

Interdependent co-arising revolutions
continue unfolding
into our political lap
during this endangered
Cooperative Transitional Generation.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck

Long poem by Gerald Dillenbeck | Details |

Family Therapy

Multisystemic feminist ecotherapists,
deeply immersed in permacultural eco-logic,
a systematic teleology of cooperative economics,
remain rarely flushed out from their camouflage.

A self-isolating,
often eremetical,
with shamanic nature-as-spirit tendencies,
our most articulate mentors often wander off
to pray for,
breathe and suffer and dance and sing
with Earth and all Her polyculturing species and seasons,
spaces and times,
avoiding glaring spotlights of media networks
and shallow soundbites.

That said,
perhaps I can share lessons from my children
about internal and external landscapes of justice
and passion,
passion for justice.

Spencer is my cooperative networking
post-millennial polypath.
At 18, he remains with me,
has not yet wandered off into his camouflage,
in part because I am a slow learner
in comparison to his lightning networked intuitive consciousness.

I am a more thorough and systematic teleologist,
but also ponderously detailed,
like Thomas Aquinas and Buckminster Fuller,
unwilling to leave any paradigm untouched,
producing a cooperative ecosystemic thesis
and antithesis of cognitive dissonance,
that remains undecipherable
except to those few who already speak
and hear
and feel
and see,
absorb polypathic nutritional polycultures.

What does justice look like for my 20 year old African American son
who graduated from special support services 
at Entitled Upper Middle Class High School
with a fourth grade cognitive and affective functionality,
no marketable skills other than his physical strength
which shows decreasing likelihood of endurance
due in part to horrid nutrition
lack of self-care
his preference to self-medicate
away from his internal dissonance.

He prefers THC,
although he is angrily aware this means state and federal employment protection laws
form a moat around his buzz,
with all opportunities on the outside
and far too many long-term risks on the inside of his bleary silo of despair.

My loyal handsome young adult son,
recognizes discrimination,
in comparison to outcomes for self-medicating with alcohol.
It's a cultural thing that old people do to his Transmillennial Generation,
like declaring wars so they can learn to fight each other,
while elders suck our fat wealth deposits into
sport cars of shifty ludicrosity.

His skills do not include multiplication,
much less division,
but he knows when justice divides his population of young adults
looking for their first jobs,
so they don't have to live under tyrannical oppressors
Self-medicating with alcohol can easily pass a drug screen test
with one day notice from Human Resources,
while my son watches from the other side
of this divide.

Can he get through at least eight weeks without medication
that does seem to help him feel and think better
of and with himself,
given any doubt that any of this makes any sense,
how long before he stops bothering to apply for any hope of a full life?

Eldest son understands the justice and injustice of attending a horribly designed State contracted job training program,
to sit for eight unpaid training hours,
for at least four weeks,
probably six or even more,
in a summer classroom with no windows,
with 29 other ADD and ADHD medicated trainees,
to face the dismissive derision of their trainer
for being who they are,
losers who will never actually be sent through to the paid employment stage of this card-shark process,
violating perhaps every justice principle intended by the Americans with Disabilities Act,
while the trainer draws his pay at my tax dollar expense.

My son was not outraged that the State had no record of contractual oversight,
no evidence that anyone who did eventually get paid could not have done so with one week's unpaid training,
no evidence that there were no other training contractors with the capacity to avoid violating the civil rights 
of those supposedly receiving a service with positive outcomes,
rather than rejection and dispossession and dismissal and further hopelessness outcomes.

He was not alarmed that the Commissioner,
his own State Senator,
his US Senator,
the ACLU,
did not seem to raise so much as one eyebrow
to a misuse of public dollars and trust
with outcomes that could not even perform at the thinnest level of justice:
If you cannot do any good,
at least be sure you cause no harm.

He has become used 
within an economic and cultural ecology
that does not include him,
and others who look and act and perform and breathe and beat their hearts,
and try to balance their bicameral hemispheres as best they can
in a "Business-As-Usual-Means-You-Do-Not Matter" environment.

So, he reminds me of what I recognized long ago,
growing up gay male in a homophobic
I am reminded of what it means to have no economic right to employment
and no ecologically supported right to love,
to be valueless human nature
intrinsically mendacious
negatively deviant from all that is universally orthodox goodness,
that justice could not include any honest relationship within a Beloved Community,
could not include acceptance as a healthy soul
or body
or identity,
as the appropriate offspring of socially acceptable justice.

My son's bottom line,
"If they wanted to abuse us,
then I wouldn't have minded so much
if they were at least going to pay me.
I'll be The Man's whore if I have to,
but I won't be his bitch."

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck

Long poem by Terry O'Leary | Details |

Now And Then And Now Again

Though still within our infancy,
we strive and thrive, but woefully 
we flash and flaunt our 'primacy',
display our trophies pridefully.
Our terra firma ecstasy
destroys the planet's harmony,
lays waste to life beneath the sea,
and all in name of vanity.

Who dares our spheroid's symmetry
by doubting Nature's regnancy
defying laws, like gravity,
affirms a fatal fallacy…

for, centered on the 'world of we',
we feed our vain insanity
on thoughts beyond eternity -
seems strange when looked at cosmically.

Perchance there is no remedy
for those in shadow's prophecy -
unless we handle skillfully,
as clay we'll pay the penalty.

The Moguls rule with cruel decree,
control the crowds like puppetry,
pursuing greed addictively
with no accountability.

The winds, they reek of Royalty
(that's bathed in  suds of treachery)
and blow across the peasantry
left gasping in their pungency.

The Queen, so steeped in snobbery,
sits, preening proud Her pedigree,
on throne of ash and ebony
while sipping Sekt immodestly;

to sate Her Regal Majesty,
a caviar clad canapé
is served with golden cutlery
by maidens bent submissively. 
The King is bailed from bankruptcy
by Knaves who hoodwink artfully
the down-and-outer evictee
(he wallows in their lenity).

Forsooth, the Money Monarchy
ordains the dollar dynasty
portending highway robbery
by Peacocks plumed in finery,

for Jesters and the Fools agree
to dabble in duplicity
while stripping masses witlessly.
Long live the peon's penury!

To justify the oddity
that one plus one is sometimes three,
one reaches to theodicy,
takes paths of circularity.

In bygone trials of travesty
the doubters, draped in blasphemy,
endured the pain and agony
inflicted by the papacy.

Inspired by the Trinity
fanatics bent cosmology
in geocentric fantasy
while Bruno burned for heresy;

and aged  women fruitlessly
(while racked and wrenched) begged clemency
from justice framed in infamy,
were set ablaze for witchery.

That epoch of credulity
(when savants fostered sorcery
and practiced ancient alchemy)
arose in dark age quackery

as clerics dripping piety
(while raging, raving rabidly)
pervaded thralled society
with callous inhumanity;

'repent', they bellowed, 'verily,
forsake the world's iniquity,
live lives of want and chastity,
and give your gelt to God through me'

The Masters make a mockery 
of freedom and democracy
by holding down the uppity,
released from bonds of slavery,

now fettered in a factory
else strewn across the Bowery,
still chained in bonds of bigotry,
immersed in seas of poverty.

And colliers, tapping balefully
in sunken-mine solemnity,
yet thrum a mournful monody
some call the digger's elegy.

To children, pale and raggedy
(behind a day of drudgery),
the boss man, oh so gallantly,
presents a penny, niggardly;

though some are fed (belatedly),
their eyes recede in apathy 
while bellies swell, inflatedly,
with mothers watching, wretchedly.

When met with health adversity
or broken bone infirmity,
the pauper dangles helplessly
with no  insurance policy;

and those  engulfed in lunacy
are ailing blobs left floating free
through psycho-dream obscurity -
a dire death row odyssey.

Forgetting mankind's unity,
our rich and poor dichotomy
breeds empty domed finality,
eventual nihility.

Just as in days of chivalry,
wild warriors fighting forcefully
bring freedom neath the gallows tree
while blending blood and burgundy

to toast the slaughtered enemy,
or else convince the colony
to cede with smile on bended knee
and yield her diamonds, silk and tea.

At first they call the cavalry
and then again the infantry,
so proudly primped in panoply,
and armed from finest armory

(embraced in hands so tenderly),
inflict benign atrocity -
but soon atomic weaponry
will cancel our posterity.

Misusing high technology
(to feed the face of gluttony)
depletes our Rock of energy,
now slowly dying thermally.

Our gadgets breathing CFC
fuel ozone holes' immensity 
while cloud bursts, raining acidly,
wilt woods in their entirety,

and rivers, tainted chemically,
polluted biologically,
refill our cups methodically
and drown our souls organically.

Adjusting genes mechanically 
may well blot out the bumble bee
annulling fruits' fecundity,
but brings big bucks reliably.

We wager perpetuity
to revel  momentarily
in shadow-like obscurity
ignoring the futility,

but if we bet unknowingly 
on fickle fate's contingency
and thereby act haphazardly
we're doomed to lose the lottery.

The mildly mad bureaucracy
so often lacks coherency
when raping rules abundantly
but offers no apology. 

They paint the past in reverie
when, slyly comes the tendency 
to take away our privacy	
which paves the way to tyranny.

With earlobes lurking furtively
that listen surreptitiously,
and eyeballs peering doggedly,
we've lost our mental sovereignty,

and those who dare to disagree
must hide away in secrecy
else perch in penitentiary
with water board anxiety.

Yes, sans responsibility,
our marble in this galaxy
will crumble in catastrophe
ere ever reaching puberty…

Copyright © Terry O'Leary

Long poem by Gerald Dillenbeck | Details |

This TransIt ReGeneration

My TransITion began there
right there
in my woodland playground,
when I first knew
something right feels wrong to others.

I was blind to curve-balls
hurled at me.
Being "It" is not why I grow
this TransIt mind and body!

Or, is it?

Could I become TransIt
if we ubiquitously cooperated
sharing coincident TransIts?

TransIt and Ego
play best alone
united synergy.
He slows down
to notice ocean surf
waving back and forth,
SurfEco ocean sighing "Hi" then "Low"
Upward thrusting in,
then pulling back to receive shore's insertion,
sweeping in and sucking out;

Why are TransIt-Genes so shy?
Or, are we hiding herhim camouflage?
We're not sure, confident,
some of both, ambivalent
but bi-androgynous "Him,"
Yang leaning Yin,
fears no one else will notice
that surf reverses out before rolling in.

If not Bicameral She Womb,
then no incoming children of God,
one way, one gender, one race,
with the other,

TransIts know bi-naturally cooperative laws
of primal order,
prehensile full bodied and souled grasp
of organic life's humorous ambiguity
creative ambivalence
righteous equivalence
of Yang with Yin within,
as without,
as above,
as to come,
as to belong,
as to become EarthTribe together.

It's so restraining to not love
not share
bare expose cooperatively unbalancing HermAfro-ergodic It.
S/he is soooooo much fun!
laughs with everyone,
always both Self and Other
com-prehensively ubiquitous mirth and EchoJoy,
optimal enough to return
breathe out Earth's abundant favor.

TransIt's polypathic polyculturing
binomial bionically binary buddha brain
saturates flowering rain,
positive with negative nutrient flow patterns,
dissects words to help
disharmonic unbalanced double-bound,
overwound loops of lazy logos.
Through permaculturing tipping-trimming needles 
of alchemy-linguistics,
decompositional exegesis of meaningful rich language,
TransIt loves to ultimately find
unerringly eisegetical and exigeneral,
generically radical revolutionary Commons,
Universal Intelligence,
post-millennial Fullerian Taoism.

TransIts choose holding hands Red Rover
over soccer,
SockHer left-brained domination;
TransIt plays teacher with His baby sisters,
but also learner,
synergetic incubator,
rather than driving too-techish trucks and trains,
not organic enough for our TransBionic steady diet;
TransIts think compulsively about this problem of evil
as primal resolution for Live Composting Fertilizer's
full-sponsored PolyReality Show.

While watching Leave It to Beaver,
where Father Knows Best,
TransIt wonders why Mrs. Beaver always got the wisest lines
but never the headline.

TransIt feels older and wiser then "Him"
but they are born twins
Yang over Yin
or so BionicIt seems to transmorphosize
as TransIt mysteriously explores incarnational cycles
as nature's four prime Seasons,
unveiling double-funneled raincloud whirlwinds
winding wending wu-wei Way,
revolving tips of tree hierarchies
balancing polynomial (0) Core
binomial primal Universe,
etching dipolar whorlwinds in our Memory Sea
of shared RNA-structuring identity.

TransIts abhor stability,
love spinning our revolutions of joy,
adore regenerating poly-solidarity.

TransMillennial Tao is a hollowful Zero-Core Vortex vessel,
and TransIts functions are infinitely inexhaustible!
Fathomless double-negative
like the Black Hole Fountain Head of all things.
TransIts sharp boundary edges resonantly resolving rounding off
prime torus tangles crossed untied,
TransIt light tempered balancing enlightenment,
its turmoil equivalently sub-merging and resyn-ergodizing;
yet absent darkness, like deep ecological water,
It seems to remain, 
sustain econormic Commons.
I do not know whose Sun TransIt is,
if not an image of what existed before and within
Black Hole's regenerating Progenerator
nuclear negentropic
mutually gravitational fusion
as Beloved Diastasis.

TransIts most therapeutic response to arrogance,
Left-brained hubris,
fear and anger,
maybe laughter,
both with Beloved Self and TransIt Other,
rather than justice evolving as One
without the Other.

Our most therapeutic reconnections
to what is lost,
hauntingly dissonant,
are tears of anger and grief and relief and joy.
Each memory,
every TransIt-Entity,
rhetorical event,
communication within self-con-sciencing community,
carries and buries TransIts most appropriate therapy
of seasonal development
from argue through blissful enlightenment.

like their bodies,
heal in our own ecological reincarnational spacetime
of opportunity and risk
for integrating our Self+Other
Trans-integrity potential.

We are,
only AND every co-incidentally balanced,
this HereNow Moment's integrative,
Yin double-bind
negative ambiguity
of consonant harmonics;
Full-octave balance
of polyculturing TransIt ReGenerational diversity.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck

Long poem by Gerald Dillenbeck | Details |

Prophets and Messiahs

The difference between bad-old-boy competitively evolving egg whites
and good-girl revolutionary just-us-yolks
is the difference between prophetic intent
and messianic practice,
said Professor Glory
in her Gospel of Permaculture class,
one Friday morning
while sitting on her
crass desk of Primal Theory.

What could this dipolarity possibly mean,
between prophets of reforming doom and brighter co-redeemers,
for science and a more exegetical philosophy?
she apparently asked rhetorically
as surely no pupil would raise a voice or brow 
to expansively respond.

Prophet Kuhn's Problem of Incommensurability
within scientific revolutions,
as contrasted to normal-science evolutions,
runs logically parallel
to Darwin's problem 
that endosymbiosis appears to conclude
that the genetically rich will always get richer,
whether these be biological genes
or paradigmatic memes,
without explaining a more complex phylogenetic recreativity
and interdependence
resulting in great speciating transitions 
and scientific revolutions 
across multiple paradigms,
bringing what was individuated
into a new,
more permaculturally explicated,
consciousness of evolving ecto-cooperatively synced.

Culturally synergetic trends
across ectosymbiotic revolutions
of cooperative Win-Win evolutionary diastasis,
or, as we like to say in Permaculture,
"climaxing beloved community"
conjoins complexly interdependent
within ecological systems.

one prophet's competitively incommensurable endo-evolution
of Business As Usual shouting for reform
could also be a cooperative messiah's meta-commensurable
permacultural exegesis
rooted in a fractal regenerativity of relativity theory,
as Primal Relationship of Left with Right bicameral consciousness.

Right-meta-intuitive with Left-endo-ego-deductive balance
coarises two nondual, endo with ecto, 
symbiotic environmental views 
of culture,
deductively-physical with intuitively-metaphysical function,
con-scientific conscience,
consciousness of supporting prophetic evolutions
promising revolutionary cooperative permacultural design
and development 
of familial 
and tribal 
and all ectosymbiotic 
political and eco-logical eco-normics.

Prophets predict scientific revolutions 
most exegetically and co-redemptively correct,
as in historically accurate about Great Transitions,
after the fact of swelling intuitive/deductive cultural support.

the co-messianic promise of a new cooperative
metaphysical endo/ectosymbiotic evolutionary paradigm
may resolve more ectosymbiotic imbalances
long before competitive BusinessAsUsual Left-brain dominance
realizes he has already lost interest
in further Win-Lose Evolutionary Prophecies.

Permaculturing seasons 
with deductive/inductive developmental reasons
long ago RNA-inclusively proved themselves
to be at least as successful endosymbiotically,
reductively within any one paradigm or species,
as ectosymbiotically,
seasonally/transitionally fractal rhythms of eco-consciousness as Time;
a Win-Win Opera in 4 confluent voices
with Polynomial Uracil singing full Yang Summer of ReGenesis
with Not-Not Polynomial Cytosine's full Yin-Yin Winter DeComposition
while Adenine-Springs forward Yin to Yang consumption
and Guanine-Falls back Yang toward Yin production,
A with G
and U with C
each bi-elliptically 
dipolar-fractal (0)-soul centrally
revolving diastasis;
bicamerally functional in-form-ation--
not-not cognitive dissonance theory.

Both Left-endo and Right-ecto symbiosis
are important to bicameral co-messiahs
with scientific-intuitive
information processes,
steering toward pandemic 

Quoting my colleague Professor C. Eisenstein,
"Are people happier now,
more fulfilled,
for having films 
rather than tribal storytellers,
MP3 players
rather than gatherings around the piano?
Are we happier eating mass-produced food
rather than that from a neighbor's field
or our own garden?
Are we happier?
Has any new need been met?"

Intending this quote rhetorically
concluded with a question,
Professor Glory smiled with pleasure
at the smallest person voice
far in back of her great assembly hall,
"Our new permacultural need
on behalf of all EarthTribe species
is cooperative networking capacity
which might revolve recapacity
to gather around a piano
to become each other's song
sung in exquisite harmonic octaves,
with four equally balanced voices
co-messianically blending East with prophetic West
and exegetically back again,
reiterating karmic grace."

Well sung.
Co-arising revolution is to exegetical regenesis
as prophetic evolution is to eisegetical phylogenesis.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck

Long poem by Robert Ronnow | Details |


I am feeling the shock of fast change. How to cope with it is of course the question. Listen to Beethoven through the neighbor's window? Look up from the page? Appreciate doves even though they are so numerous? I seem to have limitless choices although this cannot be true. Could I have become a computer specialist? Sure! How to remain still in the ever-maddening mandala. To remain still on the outer edge of the wheel is to ride laughingly and pluck at the gold key. I force myself down into the craw of the black vortex New York until I feel the strong oscillations gather rhythm and expel me or accept me.

            What do I find within the black electric walls of this unique vortex? I find there is more space between people than I'd ever dared to hope. That my efforts are unnecessary and hopeless. I cancel my subscriptions and stop eating. I embrace wild roots and run through streets with arm around my girl.

                    *                                  *                                  *

What is important.
That question.
I part my lips in the middle
      and blow
eat corn chips, dipsy doodles
make love, eat grapes.
                                In their mere chronology
events have no relation. How was making love
different from eating grapes. Differentiation

is essential to bring order from chaos. The chaos
is the accelerated change created by our own species
whose consummations have a quantum effect
      on the environment.
                                   But the chaos
existed long before, and long after us
in both more serene and violent forms.
Again a duality, but here's why.
each duality may then be said to be in a dual
relationship with another duality, forming
           These cubes are difficult to join
with other cubes, unless first they are
somewhat melted.
                          We were traveling among
these cubes, maneuvering
through a static array of equidistant points
but finding it impossible to avoid striking them.

So why the difficulty adapting. Because no species
before us had to adapt to its own effects upon
environment? No, every species must

but our adaptations (of the world) are so successful
(such fabrications!) One green, one brown

                      Two dead leaves
                                     Then a breeze!

                                        *                                  *                                   *

                        Loveliness and loneliness
                        these periodic
                                 they sleep apart/together

sometimes not always
        using sheets of white nothing madly
                connecting, splicing, parturition
                        continuing to birth life and ideals
                                like ants or any other species.
                                        Tree, each poem, begins
                                                and ends and giving up
                                                        to life's forms

surrendering to greater force, power, strength
        whatever it is called, the clog of heels
                upstairs to the door, turning of
                        the key, the taking out of the
                                garbage down below, car
                                        starting, placed in
                                                gear, cat

anyway, for myself, personally, speaking only
        for myself, because although the Parks
                Department rakes the leaves as it
                        did last autumn, to keep them
                                from clogging the sewer system,
                                        I am in a heightened
                                                state of vibration

like a long steel pipe banged hard against an
        iron beam. The hard hat feels it in
                his hand (on the gears) but
                        great buildings are built that
                                nature destroys in time
                                        with a little wind
                                                water, fire

air, you glide down through the limpid air
        toward the ninety-seven story abandoned structure
                remnant of an earlier civilization
                        abandoned but not yet entirely
                                swept away in slow waves
                                        of change.

Copyright © Robert Ronnow

Long poem by Robert Ronnow | Details |

Enduring Spinning: Agriculture, Culture and War

You can feel it spinning
the Chinese, Japanese, American and European junk
orbiting at several thousand miles per hour could
a hole in your armor, future. Thanksgiving passes, then Christmas.
A nuclear detonation, we absorb that fact. The scientist in us
delays sadness by recording observations. What is is,
sorrow's for tomorrow.

By reducing probabilities to near zero I hope to avoid sorrow.
In yr suburb.
In history when there were many fewer people we still found reason
to cross space, explore, trade and war. Now
may not be the problem but food and water shortages
get our attention.
                         I have Korf's fears.
And hear what I want to hear.

Some hear singing, some hear speeches or complaining.
Martin Luther King sang his complaints, dreamed of a brotherly nation
which came to pass, spinning fast, past Thanksgivings, past jailings
into reconnaissance, small wars, drones, renaissance, inventions.
At the border,
                    where the Juaristas fought Maximilian:
Benito Juarez (1806-1872) Zapotec Amerindian who served five terms as president of Mexico. He was the first Mexican leader who did not have a military background and also the first full-blooded indigenous person to lead a country in the western hemisphere in over 300 years. For resisting French occupation, overthrowing the Empire, and restoring the Republic, Juarez is regarded as Mexico's greatest and most beloved leader.

Each soldier chooses what war at what border, or just
                                                                         shows up
spinning with the planet.
The neighborhood and surrounding nature is orderly.
But always there is implied force, violence holding it together,
is contained
kept out of the playground, government buildings, children's games
but lies within
the force maintaining order, a spinning tumor, a gyroscope of
The force of the spinning, the speed of the force bring one to one's
seasons, weather, earth.
                                   While the emperor's being beheaded
enduring seeds are discovered and invented, cross-fertilized and bred.
Corn, yams, potatoes, sunflowers, rice.
                                                      Food is life and a good study,
useful discipline
                      daily meditation.
                                             The fighting man protects the farmer
and the farmer feeds the fighting man.
They elect the governor
                                  who serves the people. Peace out.

Peace and war are transitory manifestations of spinning
electrons, planets.
                          The sun's a nuclear detonation, essential
to spring and planting. Food is life. Seeds endure
if man goes to his daily discipline. If woman is man.
Birth and death
                      together are orderly, the border can be known,
voluntarily. How we live together, by prayer or force,
is our story.

from laboratory to starry corridor keeps us very
Did Juaristas consider the rights of animals not to be eaten?
Not during that spinning.
                                  And perform the history that surrounds us.
All that can be done
is written in the spinning:
The people of the land, the Indian farmers of North America - like their counterparts in Mesoamerica, the Andean region, and the Amazon - have continuously cultivated maize, beans, squash and other crops for more than five thousand years. One of the salient features of their traditional farming systems is the high degree of biodiversity. These traditional farming systems have emerged over centuries of cultural and biological evolution, and they represent the accumulated experience of indigenous farmers interacting with the environment without access to external inputs, capital or scientific knowledge. In Latin America alone, more than 2.5 million hectares under traditional agriculture in the form of raised fields, polycultures, agroforestry systems and the like document indigenous farmers' successful adaptations to difficult environments.

Copyright © Robert Ronnow

Long poem by Gerald Dillenbeck | Details |

Eternity's Viral Hourglass

That which is neutral,
no big deal,
not noticed,
enjoys an intimate mirror effect,
behaves and misbehaves
with the logic of eternity.

Time steers virally clockwise,
eastern dawn toward west's setting sun,
birth through death,
with day's completion duskly hoping
for red skies at night.

Time fractally, seasonally, reasonably,
normatively, neutrally rotates through noise
with negentropic double-binding vitality
humming along light at the speed of Commons-squared
equals right relationship in the form of Eulerian Prime Relationship compared.

Eternal time evolves interest in metric systems,
not "math"
not measuring and calculating and commodifying useful economic utility,
not reducing nomials out of their eternally subdividable polynomial case.

Special unitarian individual cases
learn to live in their neutral universe of econormal
more interested in comprehending relationships
and polynomial/not-not polynomial dynamic transactions,
proportional eco-rhythms and patterns of values,
and the apparently bilaterally functional relationship
between analogical and digital QBit information,
geometrical cytosine reconceived
through bicamerally karmic-balancing consciousness
of systemic design and development optimization trends,
regenerativity as metrically decomposing steerage,
viral as RNA/DNA unfolds ubiquitously loving normal,
syntax norms with fractal logic
being as logos-eternally revolutionary nondual polyconsciousness.

Memes speak time in monomial syntax,
within polynomial structure
of a polyparadigmatic culture.
Syntax follows linguistic laws of logical development
through bilateral and dipolar relationship
as Positive Psychology:
Where Ego's Plan B = Left DNA dominant deduction,
Where Eco's Plan A = Right RNA dominant induction,
If A + B = A or B,
then EcoHealth Win for A
and EgoWealth Win for B.
Viral steerage metric plans
to make time right-left balanced
within timeless eternity of Prime Relationship Tao (=Time) Harmonics.

Paraphrasing Bucky Fuller:
There are many different unitarian individual realities.
This is the difference between reality and eternal generality.
There is only one universal generalization.
The only reason nondual communication works
is that it has no overwhelming interference.
This Game of Universalist
can be played any way
but played optimally
with Win-Win cooperative strategies,
avoiding cognitively and affectively dissonant interference,
steering toward primally balanced bicameral polycultural outcome frequencies,
accessible to full octave diversity.

Universalist is the sum-total Brahman,
and each unitarian individual is special case Atman.
Universe is aggregation of the generalized prime thermodynamic principle.
Each unitarian is one of the illions of ways
the Win-Win Game of Universe is played,
metasystemically and polypathically
and polyculturally,
our Beloved RNA-encrypting Health-Wealth Cooperative Network.

Non-polynomial irrational infinity
is logically responsive to subdividing polynomial finity.
Because unity and relationship are conceptuality independent of size,
time requires systemic conceptuality
before metric subdivision
as co-arising bicameral steerage,
can commence.
Space commences with subdivision of nondually transparent time
into fractal-frequencies of prime-light relationship.

Irrationally non-polynomial outcomes
may be considered potentially limitless,
provided infinite time.
But, time is always unitarian special case-sized system.
Time, like its absence, is not generalizable.
Generalized principles are all eternally balanced relational.
Eternal is not the fullness of time.
Eternal is timelessly devoid of time.
Infinite polynomial and non-polynomial informing universe
is micro-temporal-only unitarian systemic
before it evolves macro-spatial universalist bio-systemic.

All unitarian hourglasses have insideness and outsideness--
ergo, bilaterally systemic.
Every individual monomial and monoculture and monopoly
has inside-endosymbiotic system and outside-ectosymbiotic system.
Memes, monomials, information, and individuals,
all points of form with double-binding function,
perceptually steer toward becoming identifiable
as systemic polyhedra,
binomial polynomial inside/outside hourglass universally confluent time.

There can never be any less than four primitive dimensions,
which Thurston seconded,
and Perelman centered in Zero-Souled BiElliptical Universal Principle
of Concave/Convex Thermodynamic and Electromagnetic
and Co-Gravitational and UniversalistGroup Balance.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck

Long Poems