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My longer life reads like a ransacked, formerly almost democratic constitution, Whether well read in organic silence or not so screaming fascist tumored rumor bad-humored much. Some days present easy milestone messages to choose light-flowing life While other days and nights I feel forced to fight to choose each conscious thought or even just one self-composing word or decomposing sword or recomposing language polyphonically adored. Some days bring democratic grace fully transparent pace and cooperative rhythms of soulful sound and rich internal patterns of analogy metaphoric relationships of ecology resilience of positive processing theology resonant memory of secular Left yet sacred romance of justly Right conserving natural liberal spirited ethology polypathic green orthodox meaning polyphonic soaring singing ringing ego zinging eco thinging blinging flinging dinging pinging-- most anytime not too softly cringing Other days fringing against FullMoon night I fight for each renouning choice, For each preposition for position or of reposition with or without until I , again, begin to hear WinWin's within and without Earth Mother's Grace reminds me of Her primal ZeroZone Place in between historic Tipping WuWei Points matriarchal back and patriarchal forth with out back with in bilateral revolution again, with and without Ego's eco-spirited Face. WinWin or WinLose or LoseLose I must everytime choose a future of cooperative EarthMother green protagonists restoring remaining pre-millennial overly competitive red antagonists-- growing rabid fears of extinction overpopulating Heavenly AllPowered Fathers still expecting humiliated Egos to bow and disempowered scrape toward competing idols of deductive seductive secularity reductive mendacity WinLose suboptimal patriarchal-dominant pathology. It is my competing story, and cooperative narrative, collateral red/blue competition that messes with my ecotherapist dude protagonizing intent My original green zero-zone balance, not so blue and not yet ultra-violet, foreshadowing EarthMother's smiling Grace, All holonic Three in One LoseLose through WinWin of matriarchal holonic sacred Place AnimaMundi well-souled Ego's eco-democratic enculturing womb, ergodic-flowing face space Place soiled with polypathic DNA memories of health resonant integrity choices overcoming hoarding wealth-repressive Voices. EarthMother Grace prefers to invite both first with last cooperative everyday ultra-nonviolent Choice for restoring sanctuaries of healthier inclusion in our democratic constitutional historically epic LeftBrain narratives. Oft copied colors of inclusive change invite ultra-violet's spectral rainbow for original enchantment nature-spirited brilliant resilience.

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