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Dedicated to Kathleen Brennan whose body did not make it to this millennium, but whose spirit was, and remains, totally transmillennial.

This is my farewell, never goodbye; the one I might have said had I been more honest with myself about your impending loss, more generously inviting a conversation about what I hope to continue learning from you, and what we loved within each Other. I so hope I can redeem our last time alone by imagining what I could have said, and what you continue saying to me.

Your radiant light lives on in daily memory, your immense smile, red-cheeked belly laugh, your compassion for those our society has too easily left out and behind, discarded like carrots thinned in early spring because we planted our sacred seeds for over-population.

I learn to see your natural rhythms and resonant care as a sublimely sacred liturgy of humane song and dance, graceful flow and mindful heartbeat movement, racing rhapsody, pace, silence, active peace, even throughout protest, witness, embrace, loving kindness.

To this day, this millennium, I both long for your fair return and belong to our continuing incarnation, informing through your regenerative coincidental intimacy.

This ReGenesis Project evolves from your memory, my heart learning the joy part from you. And, I sense you already prehend, in some eternally intuitive way, I am still working on the faith and willingness parts and harmonies of song, for our permaculturally adventurous opera.

Gerald Oliver

Dearest Gerald Oliver

Thanks much for your kind and generous thoughts and fairing well wishes! You continue sounding like a young adult version of Oliver Twist to me; knowing there must be a way to accomplish anything, if we could just imagine in a richer, more comprehensive, way. Now past the age of my shorter incarnation, you are learning advantages in being born a marginalized bionic, ironic, iconic alien with Poor Farm credentials.

And you seldom hesitate to ask for even more, but in an endearingly polypathic way.

Happy Trails and Self-Other-Optimizing Trends

Kathleen

Living To Get Out

We all feel like
dying to get out of here
at least sometimes;
a meeting
a relationship
a job
a car or bus or airplane
a house or apartment
a nation or state
a Party or clan
a faith community or PTA.

This is about the reverse view:
living to get out of there.

How are my competitive assumptions
hunting for,
and haunted by,
fear
anger
trauma 
dissonance
despair
narcissistic or suicidal images and fascination,
anxiety and psychopathology
sociopathology
ecopathology?

And,
when does our cooperative intent
hunt most ubiquitously,
integrally,
comprehensively,
coherently, 
co-arisingly,
co-redemptively,
omnipresently and multiculturally,
hopefully,
affectively, effectively, and efficiently,
sustainably and faithfully,
resiliently and resonantly,
culturally and polypathically,
scientifically and religiously
for compassion's active peace?

Did your career counselor
encourage you to give some priority
to cooperative vocations?
restoring fairness
regenerating balance
mediating equivalent value 
for natural and spiritual nutritional merit,
systemic therapy,
post-traumatic joy,
laughter and humor,
rapture and ecstasy,
light and enlightenment,
sacred health,
beatitudes of gratitude,
divinely global interrelationship.

Perhaps when we globally comprehend
that love invites human-nature's healthiest spirit
as health promotes all naturally robust systems;

Consider that this dynamism of polycultural-polypathic love 
engages spiritual systems
as spiritual power 
of polycultural ecotherapy 
climaxes peak natural systems

Comprehend that life enlightens synergetically cooperative love,
as death disempowers monocultural terror of eternal isolation 
despite sacred Earth's reposed destiny 
of universal prime co-passion
adventuring toward +1/(-)(-)(0)
synergetic global evolutionary equipoise.

Perhaps when we culturally and religiously 
and metrically and scientifically
define Prime Relationship
as (0) Core Vertex
of Beloved Community's co-binary time
uncovering Thermodynamic Double-Binding Temporal Principles
of Octave-Harmonic circular frequency 
restoring Energy-Dialects of musing symmetry
sustainably emergent 
Holonic Systems
trending toward Climax Communion.

Perhaps we learn cognitive dissonance distinction
between thinking of death and fear as "goodbye,"
missed opportunities,
"that's behind me!"
by simultaneously comprehending dissonance and anger
as "farewell,"
teachable fare
brought to us by contiguously imaged momentous moments
embracing global-eco and personal-ego well-being, 
compassion and active peace restoring justice for each and all,
including Warrior Self, 
Amusing Other, 
maturing children of Sage Earth.

When we learn to begin each gathering with passing peaceful pipe,
communing our communion,
silencing our background screams,
co-passioning our minds full together with each Other,
in shared faith that before we can no longer see
whites of each Others' eyes and bleached true souls,
while we share this warmth of Tribal burning bush
DNA-iconic Wisdom-Presence,
we will each and all walk away from each Other
understanding differences between what we need v. want,
AND we will each and all walk toward our global future
with reconnected commitment to what we each and all NEED
to sustain our permaculturing lives and loves,
our racial polyculturing regenetic ribbon rhapsody,
our ecosystemic well-being,
our ecotherapeutic homes and communities
and vocations,
and economic trans-actional systems 
and networks of positively slow-trending information,
and eco-logical scientific revolution 
of panentheistic religion,
of nature-spirit body-mind paradigms
 
Universal MetaPhysical Wisdom
Tao of CoOperative Design 
and Integral Development
for optimizing Continuous Quality Improvement 
health and safe-wealth standards

Anciently normative therapeutic Prime Principle 
of PolyMathic BiLateral Intelligence = Not-Not PolyPathic Equivalence
= YangLeft + YinRight bipartisan co-arising 
dipolar (0) Core Space/Time's Beloved CoInvested Balance. 

"To return to the root is Repose;
    It is called going back to one's Destiny."
                                   Laotse

Destiny is climax crowning birth cry 
for air's incoming flight
presupposing final breath extended,
co-arising incarnationally,
co-redeeming natural Space 
within eternally spiritual salvation
of Time.

allahbirthdeathgodpsychologicalparallelismus membrorum

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Funom Makama

Date: 5/27/2015 7:34:00 AM

I came across a prestigious list of the top 100 most published poets here and I am not surprise. Your quality indeed goes hand in hand with your quantity. I'll check one or two more of your works because this has given me a unique satisfaction. I give you a handshake of a definite 7!

Gerald Dillenbeck
Date: 5/27/2015 10:30:00 AM