Old Taoists Always Die

I'm a 68 year aged ecofeminist Taoist, Yin Unitarian and Yang Universalist in a bicameral dipolar co-arising Left/Right-UnWinged EarthCentric kind of way Where "permacultural" presumes death and resumes life, both multiculturally held together in win/win organically optimized resilience Depolarizing, restorative Green EarthJustice and eco-resonant interfaith green peace through co-passionate communication Which was an undergraduate fascination for me before moving on to graduate work in public economic health administration and, before that, in seminary, theologically reflecting on multicultural themes in neuro-sensory experiences memories liturgies images icons of AnthroCentric Divinity; A self-righteously chosen Humane Species with a long patriarchal predative history of inhumane hegemony Inspired by erupting dominance of left-brain deductions, either/or fundamentalistic reductions of right-brain intuitive inductions, both/and feelings of ambiguity between strength of ego-political democracy and flow of ecological interdependence, between ego's identity and our win/win ecosystemic habitats through resonant multicultural wealth So my own healthy future feels most likely while swinging back and forth in my boundary zone hammock on my back screened porch on this dark yet moonlit autumn evening Appreciating an indigenous-spirited warmth light breezed watching for stars of light emerging through backlit clouds from WestWind future regenerations of Zero/One Yin/Yang dipolar co-arising inside/outside Back and forth across bilateral time-centering space on sacred cooperative eco-enormous richness in this life and death in-between ungraduated place.