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Rewinding Revolution

My youngest son reminds me We are often so outside voice loud inside, we can't hear ourselves think, LeftBrain language for RightBrain feeling You're so inside my personal ego-boundaries I can no longer hear myself breathe or Sacred Earth blow and chirp and surf and quake and storm, where twittering is something emerging from graced elder trees and rainforests. My speechless son reminds me every day of a time on nature-spirit nondual Earth, not so very long ago, when we would all have felt and heard our co-messianic breath to ponder what active fear, or mistrusted anxiety, or aptic love I am co-present with now. He reweaves for me A time when we could see and hear each messianic other, WinWin, WinLose, LoseLose, extending matriarchal families regenerating breaths copassionate together, My young adult co-messianic son cannot say or think LeftBrain yet can ElderRight hear and measure and contrast GoldenRule resonance, and terror of violence against WinWin and outdoor voice Win/Lose aggressions against how we could, and possibly really should, more healthy breathe, more cooperatively wealthed together. Breathing in lighter Positive thoughts, words spoken in WinWin LeftBrain secular language, Breathing out soul-rooted Right actively hoping to rediscover timeless Positive-nurturing sacred AnimaMundi wounds and wombs of warm wet prime relationship ZeroZone memories. Breathing out and in from that cooperative nurturing Origin, able to reincarnate images of iconic yinsoul-identity. Breathing in GreenLight as also breathing out RedPatriarchal Impressive explicated outside voices Wombed rainbow-octaves recessive implicating creolizing greenNatures with redSpirits inside voices co-gravitating as also co-arising secularEgo/sacredEco-Presence. Giving gospel felt voice to historic salvation of DNA fueling light secularLeft non-violent ecopolitics for co-operating SacredRight's HolySpirit breathing out multicultural democratic grateful integrity. Of which, my Messianic son's non-violent non-verbal lack of LeftBrain voice, breathes out as in iconic health-pathology climate hearing with blinded seasonal light sight. My youngest outdoor messianic son reminds me with his nature-spirit laughter and his spirit-nature tears he would never be so foolish LeftBrain separating secular voiced thinking from ElderRightBrain sacred breathing resonance Breathing in and out cooperatively together playing resilient solidarity WinWin. While all our breathed in Yang and exhaled Negative suppressed Yin bipolarity invades his boundaries of aptic breathing love for Yang outdoor natural teaching voices, warm and cold of air and light, mist and dry of water and it's lack, fertile green and clay barren voices of soil and metallic stone souls breathing out with memories and images of MotherTree and Her ZeroZone polypathic DNA powering womb-seeds of organic healthy hope for Great Seasonal and Small Daily WinWin CoArising Transitions Ambulations Evolutions Revolutions.

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