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Fear and violence and guilty judgment
display synaptically sharp,
competing "Loser!" skittish economies.
Love and active peace sustain buoyance,
resilience,
robustly revolving away
from red skies of mourning;
cooperatively mutual Win-Win
ecology of evolution.

I want so badly to fly my competing belief kites,
and faith,
for my string to remain confidently taut,
vibrantly humming and singing my self-righteousness,
intrinsic value and merit,
for my wisdom to transcend up and out
catching our multi-cultural wind,
decomposing old ways of competing
as we bow to my better judgment,
declaring my Orthodox uniting kite
the Winner!

Still,
your kite won't fly this way,
or hasn't after all these frustrating
lean growing years of learning our faith
in competing paradigms,
where one must be more right,
the best kite,
but really not just the best,
because we would each love to obliterate
all inkiting competition.
Our ego-cycling judgment
reads and studies why each must be elite
to lead winners up and outwardly forward
and leave losers down and inwardly behind.

Meanwhile, some of us are relearning,
re-ligioning,
reconnecting,
reweaving kites flying best together
like wedges of geese
balanced and resiliently squawking
our glad future tidings,
"It's warmer south,
and colder north,
and vice versa,
depending on which habitual hemisphere
you seasonally
reasonably favor."
 
Together we catch post-millennial wind
to soar our joyously cooperating kites
in Golden self-regenerative atmospheres 
of inclusive stratospheric grace.

If my eisegetical kite won't fly right,
if my EarthTribe can't hear or understand
or care about what wounds I have to proclaim,
I listen deeper
to find how high
my kite might float
in richer racing flowstreams,
as positive deviant diversity
among mutually mentoring companions,
resonantly quacking our coincidental ecologic.
 
We find each Other's incarnated contours,
adjusting,
nuancing,
merging one felt breath,
two resonant heartbeat kites,
then three....

Then rise to fly apart.

Floating back,
breathe,
sustain mutual listening,
sync-rhythmic vibrant revolutions
spiraling up and away,
soaring west-eastern harmonies,
dancing inkited incarnate breeze.
 
Left-Right well-bowed bicameral 
sparring confluence
balancing peace
toward mutual gratitude,
centering mindfulness soaring regeneratively up
reducing tipping-tail dissonance and stress,
waving down and up
in and out
back and forth to smile warm namaste.

Leaning left proposes inspiration,
flexing right disposes expiration,
together swelling prime (0) spinal soul,
our permacultural kite-fly system
fractally equivalent decomposing,
air-born swimming,
interdependent open windowed balance,
which was our Original Intent,
to reach up toward bicameral balancing flight,
as Left breathes in
yesterdays
Right breathes back out regifting Earth
tomorrows,
positively praying revolution's spacious gratitude.

Breathing out what you breathe in,
breathing in what you breath out,
inspiring information,
expiring exformation,
my Yang inhale our Yin exhale,
my Yin exhale our Yang inhale,
balancing (0)-sum neurosystemic stress,
flying our long-taled inter-nesting kite
express.
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