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The Power Of Faith

Why do birds have wings,
Did you ever watch them fly?
Gracefully they fill the air,
Beauty in the sky.

Why do puppies wag their tail,
Their happiness so pure?
The little squeeks and special sounds,
Steal your heart for sure.

Why do trees have leaves,
Their branches reaching far?
Their start in life a tiny seed,
Their growth wonder and awe.

Why does the sun rise in the East,
Brighten our life each day?
It then sets in the West,
When it is time to go away.

Why do flowers only bloom,
For a little while?
We enjoy their beauty,
They soon go out of style.

Why is there a rainbow,
Whose colors have no end?
Why is it not straight,
Instead of in a bend?

Moses brought the Israelites,
Out of Egypt's land.
How did they get there anyway,
We do not understand.

Thomas, do you believe,
Because you see and feel?
Bless those who accept the Son,
For it is God's Will.

RAYMOND V. MORGAN

Copyright © Raymond Morgan | Year Posted 2014


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YangTruth with YintegralBeauties

Beauty, like Truth,
speaks eternal promise
of timeless decomposition.

Flexing Grace
effects empathic Truth
optimizing promise prophets past
reiterating Golden Mythic Creation Stories.

Many have mentioned strength of compassion
and tenacious flexibility of mutual mindfulness
as Two Horses to effective political-economic
natural-spiritual sufficiency.

Most dominant Yang encultured poli-economic operators
require less YangTruth voice
and more cooperative listening Yintegrity,
less powering over by opting first for powering cooperatively 
WinWin toward truly engaging, multiculturally embracing, outcomes.

Yang speaks integrity of fertile passion,
need,
wants,
often urgent.
Yin is aptic-optic-empathic,
yet also can step up to polypathic,
mindful selfless, and too spineless, flexibility
for more competitive deductive-reductive exercises.

Too Yin oppressing cultural feelings,
absence of Yang SelfPassion singing in harmony with CoPassion,
brings depression
about oppressive Yang's nondual pouting doubting absence.

Passionate integrity Left
with grateful flexibility Right,
together,
can bring mindfully optimal strength 
to face conflict,
even climatic boundary issues and situations,
tipping toward nutritional doors needing further opening,
tipping away from toxic possibilities 
currently trending toward more monoculturally closed-door competitive stink,
decay finalizing cay's original embryonic promise
toward polyculturing health.

Love's strength is coordinated integrity,
cooperative flexibiity,
promising mutually mindful gratitude outcomes
for endless generations of Earth's Tribes.

Balanced together,
truth and beauty as passion with multiculturing flexibility,
both universalist Yang and unitarian Yin
synergetically square-dancing bilateral capacities
for receiving love
and for loving influence, production,
expression,
articulation within co-arising Now's invitations
into further evolving Grace.

Optimal health/wealth strength in each Eternal Moment
dynamically balances integrity and flexibility,
confluence and yet also the glad-joy memories
of dissonance lost, with gratitude, for strengths of flexibility,
curiosity, empathy.
Old School gut polyculturing wisdoms.
New Economics political ecotherapeutic optimization,
EcoConscious CoOperating ReGenesis.

A new (0)-Core PostMillennial health/pathology ruddered threshold
establishing to pursue and play further WinWin deviance
into ecological norms
re-centering
re-membering evolutionary/revolutionary calibrations past,
more deductively inclusive of other organic polynomials,
balancing positive with double-negative polypathic variables,
ideas,
moments equivalently between past and future
paradigms,
co-evolving systems;
political power positives,
economic co-investment in therapeutic futures
with long-term slow-growth
nutritionally cooperative 
positive 
(0)Riginal Health EnCulturing Intent.

Prophesying evolutionary outcomes 
among still-emergent polyculturing EarthTribes,
to date,
save for those already passed entirely away,
harbingers of what we are invited to cooperatively change.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016

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OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD!!!

Assemble all the gods we’ve built,
stand them in a line, then walk along
the corridor and ponder which is yours,
which is mine?  Dragons, stoics, satyrs,
saints, all stony faced with colored paints.
Some in regal pompous robes others missing
all their clothes.  Fierce and sullen, sour faced
one look to put you in your place, kind and
gentle, bended knee promising to set you free.
Ogre sneers on giant cats, fat and sassy spoiled brats.
These are the gods we have created.
Thank God they never met - and mated.


John G. Lawless

Copyright © John lawless | Year Posted 2014


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7 Gifts of the Holy Spirit Prayer

Lord God,
Stretch our mind/s with deep understanding of Wisdom
To obtain positive understanding with every complications
Counsel us with guidelines in our work

Give us Fortitude, strength, Patience and Tolerance to finish in peace successfully
Deliver knowledge in our mind/s
For us to receive Piety, goodness and devoutness to get satisfaction
With Holy Fear of the Lord-God, I/we ask in the name of Father Christ Jesus to be with us now and forever.

Amen 
09122012

People can change the “our” to “their”, “him” or “his” when praying for others.

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2012

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The Last Moment

Day by day my body decays
And my soul waits
For the warmth of your embrace
The meaning I cannot trace
The time is now to receive your grace
I remember much
Yet memories past have no bearing
I can see much
Life
The meaning almost clear
The dust settles and chaos vanquished
Peace and love echoed again and again through the halls of time
Bear no weight until the final moments
Jubilance captured
A single frame as I lay
Time will no longer wait and I can no longer stay
Weep not
Harmony engulfs me
Symphonies escort me
And angels guide me
My loving Father waits for me
I can almost see Him
I certainly feel Him
The old world fades to grey
Weep not
A brilliant glow not of this world fills me
A love not felt by mortals
It is the beginning of the end
My breath shallow
My thoughts clear
My soul readies
Do not weep
He is waiting for me
This is exactly where I am supposed to be

Copyright © Sean Taylor | Year Posted 2012

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The Journey

Part 1: Catalyst
I recently read a blog that purported to report news
Of extraordinary import to us all,
That the Catholic Pope, with a new encyclical letter,
Announced to the world his conviction that there is no Hell
And that the idea of  Hell itself  is just a literary device,
A metaphor for separation from God’s love,
An idea now vanquished by God’s Grace in Christ….
That all men are, in fact, brothers AND children
Of a loving Father who loves us all in spite of our antics,
Not a parent that choses favorites or pits child against child.

I thought, “Am I dreaming? How can this be true.”
“The church has so long been a source of judgment,
Pitting groups of men against each other
With appeals to their vanity and attempts to separate
Believers from their hard earned cash, not to serve God,
But to enrich perhaps man’s monuments to Satan himself.”
 
The Pope’s imagined letter continued with vows
To abandon intolerance, even recognizing that 
“Truth is not set in stone,” and that men have no right
To insist God cannot change or wisdom to discern it
If in fact it should happen, evolution itself seeming proof
That even God gets bored with the status quo at times
Just one little asteroid it seems and poof, abracadabra,
No dinosaurs, to munch any longer, on man’s progenitors.

The letter even suggested that we remain open to new
Sources of inspiration, like science perhaps,
Another good and perfect gift to man from God,
And concluded that no door open to one sex 
Should ever be closed to the other, that men and women
Should all be eligible to the church’s hierarchy
And Old Testament calls for intolerance and judgment
Be seen as outdated, and contrary to the message
Of love and truth, revealed in Christ’s teaching .
 
Part 2: The Unfolding of Feeling
It was as if the doors of heaven itself had been opened to me,
And Christ resurrected once again from the dead,
First death on the cross, second death by those
Who wear expensive versions of His stolen vestments
Perhaps only the innocent can truly know His pain,
Well, maybe the two thieves who died with Him as well
One of which entered paradise with him the same day.

Man’s journey, our journey with God began long before
The birth of all we know, God’s plan already perfect,
Before time as we know it began, in God’s imagination,
Even the very idea of your future life precious to Him.
The paradox of God knowing you completely and your free will
Already blossoming in one of God’s favorite gardens,
Nestled in the Word of the great I AM, the holy seed of your birth,
A poetry whose rhyme, rhythm, and music only angels sing.

How many stars had to die for your awakening in His plan?
How patient and wonderful His dream for your life,
As atom by atom your complex chemistry was collected
From the vastness of the whole of His creation!
All of this preparation for you, joy in your potential,
Who is greater in His heart, my brother, my sister than you?
Yet you think yourselves beyond the reach of His caring,
Beyond the warmth of His heart, because of other’s lies.
 
Part 3: The Denouement
Of course it is only fair for you to question my sharing,
Indeed the heart always doubts, but God doesn’t condemn,
His Grace always so much bigger than we can imagine,
His justice wiser that than that of our ancestors.
Yes, my own witness rests on the love of another….
This witness showed me God’s love without cunning
With his heart alone he proved that God’s love is real,
No evidence can disprove what I learned that day.
May God lead you to so trust my words or your own miracle!

Do not listen, my still troubled friends, to Sunday Christians
Who imagine their church to be a Country Club for the saved,
“We have so much money God must love us more than the rest!”
Let me assure you, whatever church or faith you visit by chance,
Regardless of what they think of themselves, you’ll find a niche,
For every church is, in fact, a hospital for the sick and dying.
While you are with them do whatever good that you can.
You might be the Good Samaritan a desperate church has prayed for,
You, though a stranger to their faith, teach them what faith means.

Part 4: Epilogue
Yes , on our journey of faith the terrain is never of our choosing,
The scenery, the wells that quench thirst, the manna heaven sent,
Our strength too, but movement is always our own will.
I called or wrote many of my best friends to share the dreams
Expressed in this disarming and duplicitous journalistic prose,
And then the next day when it became clear that the letter was false
Just as quickly repeated my efforts to inform all of the deceit.
I find myself now laughing at my own gullibility,
But rather pleased at the same time that so many shared my dreams.
If you find my disappointment in organized religion laughable,
Let me share finally by echoing “The Beatles” and say simply that,
“I hope someday you too will join us, and the world will be as one!”

Brian Johnston
June 26, 2015

Copyright © Brian Johnston | Year Posted 2015

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The New Testament


The Word of Eternal God
Which is the power of Eternal God for salvation to everyone who has faith
Is set forth 
Displays its power in a most wonderful way in the writings of the New Testament
Which hand on the ultimate truth of Eternal God’s Revelation
Their central object is Jesus or Father Christ
Eternal God’s incarnate Son
His acts
Teachings
Mission and glorification 
His Church’s beginnings under the spirit’s guidance

The Gospels are the heart of all Scriptures
Because they are our principal source for the life 
Teaching of the incarnate Word
Our Savior

We can distinguish three stages in the formation of the Gospels

The life and teaching of Jesus or Father Christ
The Church holds firmly that the four Gospels
Whose historicity she unhesitatingly affirms
Faithfully hand on what Jesus
The Eternal Son of Eternal God
While He lived among men
Really did and taught for their salvation
Until the day when He was taken up

The oral tradition 
For
After the ascension of the Lord
The apostles  handed onto their hearers what they had said and done
But with fuller understanding which they
Instructed by the glorious events of Father Christ 
Enlightened by the spirit of truth
Now enjoyed

The written Gospels
The sacred authors
In writing the four gospels
Selected certain of the many elements which had been handed on
Either orally or already in written form
Others they senthesized or explained with an eye to the situation of the Churches
While sustaining the form of preaching
But always in such a fashion that they have told us the honest truth about Jesus

The fourfold Gospel holds a unique place in the Church
As is evident both in the veneration which the liturgy  accords it 
In surpassing attraction it has exercised on the saints at all times

There is no doctrine which could be better
More precious
More splendid than the text of the Gospel
Behold and retain what our Lord and Master
Father Christ
Has taught by His words and accomplished by His deeds

But above all it’s the Gospels that occupy my mind when I’m at prayer
My poor soul has so many needs
Yet this is the one thing needful
I’m always finding fresh lights there
Hidden and enthralling meanings

1242015

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

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I CAN'T BREATHE - a rant

I CAN’T BREATHE

I am being suffocated by causes.
Will we march Quixote-like
enraged by the spinning of the windmills?
We protest the wars carrying placards
while expecting others to carry arms,
praise God and worship Jesus while
condemning all others to eternal damnation.
How many would offer to abort – an abortion –
by offering to adopt the child at birth,
feed the hungry at their own kitchen table,
stage a “die-in” in the lobbies of academia
demanding they empty their cash filled
endowment accounts – and give to the poor,
clothe the naked, drill wells for the thirsty.
In our effort to “Celebrate Diversity” are we
selectively excluding those who are just
too diverse for us?  Must we sacrifice our
history and culture on the altar of inclusiveness?
Perhaps, in time, our exhalations will become
toxic to an environment devoid of trees to
balance our co-dependent existence.
Why are the rights of the 1% minority less
important than those of the 99% who claim
to be in the majority.  Are not politicians corrupt
by the very nature of the political power structure?
Should we vote blindly because we do not
listen – only hear what we want to hear,
sit in the eye of the hurricane of apathy
warning all of the dangers outside of it,
tax the poor to fund programs for the poor,
subsidize farmers to grow less to keep the
prices high, rail against compromises in
the privacy laws while posting our lives
on Face Book, twitter, and u-tube.
Have we forgotten the cries of the oppressed:
“No more genocides, no more holocausts”,
turned our backs, averted our eyes
lest we see the horror we negligently condone.
Will we black out all our bumper stickers,
discard all of our tee shirts, assist the
elderly shopper in reaching the high shelf,
pick up after our pets – or even more
spiritually – pick up after someone else,
speak to the disheveled panhandler –
if only briefly - to say good morning,
contribute more than money and
three cans of tuna to the food drive,
assist voters to the polls regardless
of their political leanings, allow those
who do not see our concerns as having
any real value their opinion.  Will we(I)
be their when the marches are over,
the media bored with the cause, the
placards torn and faded, the enthusiasm
waning as work, school, exams, life –
and the living of it – move us back to
the eye of the maelstrom, the safety of
conformity, the “peace” of acquiescence.

Or will we scream each morning
“LET US BREATHE”.  Let us breathe
life and passion and power into our
day, reach out and “BE CAUSE”,
stay the course lest the ship lose
it heading, run aground on the shoals
of false satisfaction at how involved
we were, how much we accomplished.

Will we breathe the breath of truth,
of freedom, of love, of peace, of unity
across this land reaching to the shores
and forests of our world, reaching to
touch the hand of that stranger
who lives next door.


John G. Lawless
12/13/2014 


Copyright © John lawless | Year Posted 2014

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My Best Teacher

I had some very good primary school teachers who were awesome 
But in all my schooling, one of my college instructors stood out to be super awesome

In our first day of class we all sat on a beautiful mat that she had acquired from one of her travels to a middle eastern country
Then we drank tea in tiny little cups
This is a welcoming gesture that she had learnt from her travels
This special gesture always reminds me of the book Three Cups of Tea
We were about twelve students, about five minorities 
It was called World Studies

That little gesture brought all of us closer

On our last day of class we had an international potluck where we each brought food from our different cultures and ethnic backgrounds
Am sure God was smilling on that day as he watched us try each other's foods and learn about each other through it

I remember a story she told us of how she wore a niqab to her church and stood by the door as a greeter
She talked of how most people avoided her direction, some not even looking at her

She was this petite white woman
She had travelled to twenty something countries worldwide doing missionary work
She had walked on soils where women were regarded inferior and unworthy 
She had put her hands during her missions, in places where white people were loathed

But even with some of the dire situations she found herself into, she still had that caring and loving heart

I remember the projects we did for refugees 
Another of her many passions
She provided healthcare, education and assisted with basic needs acquisitions for them

I learnt that we can all sit down, have a cup of tea, put down our differences and accept each, 
to make this world a peaceful place

Copyright © njeri hunjeri | Year Posted 2015

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Science and Religion

My soul is Hindu...
My head is Islam...
My heart is Christian...
Every part of our body has various righteousness.

Every religion is teaching us the knowledge of humanity and love.
Truly religion gives us strong base of life and peace.

Similarly science means comprehensive knowledge.
Science is teaching us the knowledge of existence and prosperity.

Scientific religion is called spiritualism.
 
It's the historical contribution of science and religion.

SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA

Copyright © Sandip Goswami | Year Posted 2014

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Faith and understanding


What moves us to believe is not the fact that revealed truths 
Appear as true and intelligible in the light of our natural reason
We believe because the authority of Eternal God Himself who reveals them
Who can neither deceive nor be deceived
So that the submission of our faith nevertheless be in accordance with reason
Eternal God willed that external proofs of his Revelation
Should be joined to the internal help of the Eternal Holy Spirit
Thus the miracles of Father Christ and the saints
Prophecies
The Church’s growth and holiness
Her fruitfulness and stability are the most certain signs of divine Revelation
Adapted to the intelligence of fall
They are motives of credibility
Which show that the assent of faith is by no means a blind impulse of the mind

Faith is certain
It is certain than all human knowledge 
Because it is founded at the very word of Eternal God who cannot lie
To be sure
Revealed truths can seem obscure to human reason and experience
But
The certainty that the divine light gives is  greater than that
Which the light of natural reason gives
Ten thousand difficulties do not make one doubt

Faith seeks understanding 
It is intrinsic to faith that a believer desires to know better
The One in whom he has put his faith
To understand better what He has revealed
A more penetrating knowledge will in turn call forth a greater faith
Increasingly set afire by love
The grace of faith opens the eyes of our hearts
To a lively understanding of the contents of Revelation
That is
Of the reality of Eternal God’s plan and the mysteries of faith
Of their connection with each other with Father Christ
The center of the revealed mystery
The same Eternal Holy Spirit constantly perfects faith by his gifts
So that Revelation may be more and more profoundly understood
In the words of St. Augustine
I believe
In order to understand 
And I understand 
The better to believe
Or can truth ever contradict truth
Consequently
Methodical research in all branches of knowledge
Provided it is carried out in a truly scientific manner
Does not override moral laws
Can never conflict with the faith
Because the things of the world 
The things of faith derive from the same Eternal God
The humble and persevering investigator of the secrets of nature is being led
As it were
By the hand of Eternal God in spite of Himself
For it is Eternal God 
The conserver of all things
Who made them what they are

1252015

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

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In Our Town

In my town
the spiritual warriors conjoined our nature conservancy advocates,
our homeless entertainers and mystics incarnated all the green organic dreams of the food righteousness brigade,
the eternal earth-day worshipers
began pilgrimage with gardeners and pet-owners and parents,
to establish a CoOperative County SelfInvestment Fund.

No additional costs to county tax-payers,
zero-interest loans are available on widely variable repayment terms,
including a combination of direct monetary and indirect sweat-equity value balance, in which everybody's time is worth 20 tax-free dollars/hour.

Philanthropists
joined cooperative networking hands with private individuals and corporations with retirement and insurance and other re-investable funds, 
choosing to borrow from these funds to give (0) interest pooled loans to the CoOperative Fund 
in lieu of paying real estate taxes directly into their local municipality.

This CoOperative Fund supports proposals to co-develop and ecotherapeutically design, plan, implement, evaluate and report nutritional v more toxic outcomes.
Proposals to join the emerging local cooperative economic and political network
of and for health, safety,
ecological healthywealth,
cooperative-rooted planning and repurposing recreative design,
communication and community development 
WinWin compatible with private/public health policy and practice.

We have farmers teaching yoga and tai chi classes
in neighborhood police stations and senior centers,
the Boys And Girls Together All Lives and Deaths Matter Club.
Holistic artists work and play with therapeutic intent,
organic medicines,
including THC friendly climates and landscape designs.
We have community police advocating for community nutritional enrichment,
running programs for regenerative ecotherapies,
internal mind and body issues and ecopolitical concerns,
extended familial mind and body language
and communication therapies
and neighborhood dancers and writers and evolvers,
revolving together synergetically,
with multicultural integrative intent and healthywealth production outcomes.

All this, and much more, 
supported by our CoOperative County Self-with-Other Optimization Fund
on behalf of regenerating health, including healthy climates,
including healthy ecopolitical climates,
and very much standing together in solidarity with all EarthTribes
against decompositional
mutually-immune distrust,
and other variations on pathological threads
of unraveling paranoid anthrocentric supremacist climatology.

We became bicycle and horse friendly towns
developing nondual Type A+B ClimateSupport attitudes
with stone-soup kitchen gospel and barbershop quartets,
homeless cooperative-incorporated street entertainment groups,
public plaza plays conjoining Agape with Eros,
proclaiming primal nurturing source and resources
at a full moon-time rally
celebrating nature-spirit harmonic Agape
as always embryonic evolving Eros.
Right timeless Brain is not so eternally timeless as to lose touch
with Earth's mutually symbiotic transubstantiation 
into love's climax integrity,
Agape Left with Empty-Eros Pay Life Forward Right.

Jehovah Witnesses began intermarrying with Rastafarians,
mutually recruiting THC-worshipers
to join them and bring their vaporizing incense burners,
if they would be so kind.
They all have a much better time,
spiritual-climate positive; not so toxic,
and have been eating more organic healthier-wealthier too.
Jehovah has come back into and onto Green Organic Earth Gardens of Paradise,
once thought hopelessly lost to climate pathologies.

Wait til you hear their latest town council proposal
for improving ecopolitically regenerative climates
in our more CoOperative County.
Or don't.
I'm sure you have your own better judgment, 
swimming in cooperative exegetical health v pathology discernment
more socially cooperative economic and political ideas
for nurturing therapeutic multicultural climates of inclusion and love,
of mutual help, 
and not so much mutual condemnation.







 

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016

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OH BEAUTIFUL SUNDAY MORNING

 
Oh beautiful Sunday morning,

Glad to meet you oh beautiful Sunday morning,

Though you are windy and snowy in appearance,

Yet I wouldn't mind having a walk with you to the house of worship.



(c) 2012

Copyright © Joshua Akinwande | Year Posted 2012

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Growth in understanding the faith


Thanks to the assistance of the Eternal Holy Spirit
The understanding of both the realities 
The words of the heritage of faith 
Able to grow in the life of the Church

Through the contemplation
Study of believers who ponder things in their hearts
Is in particular theological research which deepens knowledge of revealed truth

From intimate sense of spiritual realities which believers experience
The Sacred Scriptures grow with the one who reads them

From the teaching of those who have received
Along with their right of succession in the episcopate
The sure charism of truth

It is clear therefore that
In the supremely wise arrangement of EternalGod
SSacred tradition
Sacred Scripture
And the Magisterium of the Church are so connected
Associated
That one of them cannot stand without the others
Working together
Each in its own way
Under the action of the Eternal Holy Spirit
They all contribute effectively to the salvation of souls
1122015

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

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The Old Testament


It was apostolic tradition that the Church discerned writings
To be included in the list of Sacred Books
This complete list is called the canon Scripture
It includes 46 books for the Old Testament
45 if we account Jeremiah and Lamentations as one

The Old Testament is dispensable part of Sacred Scripture
Its books are divinely inspired and
Retain a permanent value
For the Old Covenant has never been revoked
Indeed
The economy of the Old Testament was deliberately so oriented
That it should prepare for and declare in prophecy in the coming of Father Christ
Redeemer of all men
Even though they contain matters imperfect and provisional
The books of the Old Testament
Bear witness to the divine pedagogy of Eternal God’s saving love
These writings are a storehouse of sublime teaching of Eternal God and
Of sound wisdom on human life
As well as a wonderful treasury of prayers
In them
Too
The mystery of our salvation is present in a hidden way


Christians venerate the Old Testament as true Word of Eternal God
The Church has always vigorously opposed
The idea of rejecting the Old Testament
Under the pretext that the New
Has rendered it void (Marcionism.

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

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Thomas The Jefferson's Train

In my dream
Thomas Jefferson pops out a pilgrim
in The Jeffersons family,
proprietors of Chinese laundries
on the best end of Main Street’s forested path
emerging toward Sanford Sons and Daughters Recycling Dump.

Here, midst polyglot stone soups
both informing and deforming,
occasionally reforming,
Thomas declares revolutionary interdependence with Earth’s dignity
as his senior honor’s thesis
read out boldly to collegial students
teaching cultural enrichment,
hoping for co-empathic network surges
of WinWin political ecological outcomes.

Thomas, sometimes called Red behind his considerable backside,
discovered repurposing as national economic thesis
and recovering recycling paths of golden intentions
as political antithesis
of terrorist fascist Christians
who had hoped to grow up
to join SuperJewish kibbutzisms
which was merely a more high-toned reference
to the pilgrim’s village recycling crashdump
of at-risk people looking for more inviting places
with sufficient space
for the entire upstairs-downstairs Jefferson Tribe
of Arabic DayDream stews
and stud muffins.

When Red heard young Thomas hoped to revive Taoist MidWays
all along pilgrim’s Main Street sonnets and plays
he prayed to Martha Washington
“My heart, my heart,
I could not survive such disrational empirical deconstruction!”

Somehow SuperHero Thomas the Jeffersonian Train
regenerated a multicultural chain of fools
to revolve this foxy precycling plant
into a WuWei forest of sweet and sour bodhisattva delights,
currency accepted up as down NurturingWay’s carnival street
in Jefferson’s NoShirtTicket-NoLaundryService busy mess
of humanity deforming Earth’s Rights
to procreate recreation of poli-eco-normic education,
schools of synchronic swimming Red Jeffersonian fish
remembering how to pilgrim surf thru interracial plowing seasons
to turn out hot melting stone soup feasts
of uniting nation futures
invested in laundering unhealthy wealth
until Thomas redreamed rainbow cream.

As Thomas this Jefferson Train
pulled away from FlyAway pilgrimage station,
he called out to all repurposing Foxes,
Merry CoMessiahs to all nations
and states of recycling benighted dreams.

Now there’s a good night’s sleep
you’ll never address backward inside-out again.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016

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Earth's Final Answer

A society
culture
religion
humane species
forgetting,
or more likely under-valuing,
how to regeneratively suffer loss
may never have learned to face our universal fear of death
as a badge of permaculturing respect,
dignity through suffering sacred absence
where once we knew nondual co-arising relational life
together incarnate.

In response to loss of love's opportunity for further cultivation,
incarnation of life's positives and double-negative equivalencies
of loss to lose ego death's ubiquitous omnipotence,
we could reverse our Interior and Exterior Climate feedback loops,
turn down our YangLeft competition
another half a notnot notch,
where loss to EgoDeath equals WinWin
for society
for internal and external cultural climates
for reconnecting personal identity
as timeless revolving of Earth's holistic loves
and/as/from/toward death's dualdark TransParent BiLateral CoGravitational Primal Time
of EcoConsciousness
as SelfAwareness of HereNow Light's CoArising NonDual ReVolution.

An absence of integrative dignified death culture,
mourning process for love's loss,
reflects a lack of good and peaceful humor
for Earth's lively lovely enculturation
of regenerative health and beauty,
right as now-ness,
Tao (0)-Balanced Left/Rightness,
where Tao begets co-gravitating dualdark exformation,
dipolar light = CommonsSquared = PrimeEulerianUnitarian-Integral Function.

Failure to celebrate life
merging light's co-investment in stretching love,
emerging norm equivalent to denying death's dark ultimatum,
translating light's co-arising dualdark CoPresence.

Ego,
each AnthroNature,
emerges bicamerally embryonic from warm-heated light,
as each SuperEco/Ego
each Earth(0)-Balanced DNA/RNA fueled cell
speaking intergenerational fertility,
memories of timeless love unfolding,
folding,
refolding climates
toward prefolding Post-BiCameral Earth (0)-centric DiPolar
HumanConsciousness.

Each Ego loss
a sacred loss from Earth's pay-it-forward evolutionary economy;
each Earth gain
a natural win for cooperative EarthTribe future love,
healthier global culture 
sharing a natural-religious sensory awareness 
of ironic double-negative nondual WinWin  sustained fertile humor,
ProGenitors joining in our DNA-designed celebration of life
as notnot death's grand eulogy
for Internal/External Climate TaoBalance.

We each live on in loving light
or not so much,
depending somewhat on the dignity we hold
for each other's natural right to live and die gracefully,
with freedom
with gratitude for this climatic great transition,
toward our cooperative beloved climaxing
(0)Mega Point.

Cultural wounds of enslaving others
stretch a profound investment in basic integrity
of nature's equitable evolutionary intent,
dissonance feeds on evolution as competitive survival of mightiest wealth,
rather than revolutionary health as cooperative thrival
of our self as other co-optimizing EarthBalance 
resurrecting PostMillennial ReGeneration.

Springing strong-rooted sense of cooperative and actively curious humor,
co-arising nondually throughout each love-filled feisty day and embracing night
of generation's future
living toward climatic religioning conscientific balance
of Tao's bilateral bicameral Time,
in which incarnation explicates restraint on Ego's imagined freedoms
of ownership and power
as disincarnation implicates freedom of Earth's diastatic,
nutritiously universal EcoConsciousness,
co-arising, co-present light
revolving day into dualdark night
of Queen Shabbat
as GrandMother Moon's warm multiculturing integral light.

It is this dream of ego-death
inviting future's health-incarnate life,
regenerating Earth's Tribal Balance,
that understories each moment's daytime active love,
backdrop aria 
bookending vibrant grand climatic opera;
ReGeneration Story.

What our global political and economic climate could most invest,
in this PostMillennial Moment,
becomes integral religious sense of Allah's zen-scientific humor,
beauty truly loves terrifying death-as-emptiness,
expressing diastatic fullness of implied autonomic intent.

May truth in each repose
bring each diastatic cooperative bliss,
evolving rich nutrition
for future smiling contented political and economic peace 
with justice for this replete Universal PolyCulture Network of
EarthTribal ReGenerations,
Internal as External (0)Soul Landscapes of Time's Eternal Light;
Active Love 
CoArising CoOperative DiPolar Yang/Yin Balance  
of DualDark DiaStatic Potentiality 
(O)Virginal WinWin EcoLogical Integrity's Universal Teleological Intent,
enspirited day explains night
as nature's night blankets each mythic spiritual dialect,
speaking our regeneration story,
reiterating resonant resolving harmonies
conjoining Earth cathedral grace 
and Sun's yang-fueled karma.


Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016

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In Brief


What Father Christ entrusted to the apostles
In turn handed on by their preaching and writing
Under the inspiration of the Eternal Holy Spirit
To all generations
Until Father Christ return in glory

“Sacred Tradition and Sacred Scripture make up a single deposit of the Word of Eternal God”
In which
In a mirror
The pilgrim Church contemplates Eternal God
In her doctrine
Life and worship perpetuates
Transmits to every generation all that she herself is
All that she believes

Thanks to its supernatural sense of faith
The People of Eternal God as a whole never ceases to welcome
Penetrate more deeply
And to live more fully from the gift of divine Revelation

The task of interpreting the Word of Eternal God
AAuthentically been entrusted solely to the Magisterium of the Church
That is
To the Pope
The bishops in communion with Him

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

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The senses of Scripture


According to an ancient tradition
One can distinguish between two senses of Scripture
The literal and spiritual
The latter being subdivided into
Allegorical
Moral and 
Anagogical senses

The profound concordance of the four senses
Guarantees all its richness to the living reading of Scripture in the Church

The literal sense is the meaning conveyed by the words of Scripture
And discovered byexegesis
Following the rules of sound interpretation
All other senses of Sacred Scripture are based on the literal

The spiritual sense
Thanks to the unity of Eternal God’s plan
Not only the text of Scripture 
But also the realities and
Events
About which it speaks can be signs

The allegorical sense
We can acquire a more profound understanding of events
By recognizing the significance in Father Christ
Thus the crossing of the Red sea
Is a sign or type of Father Christ’s victory
And also of Christian baptism

The moral sense
Events reported in Scripture ought  to lead us justly
As St. Paul says
They were written for our instruction

The anagogical sense
We can view realities and
Events in terms of their eternal significance
Leading us toward our true homeland
Thus the Church on earth is a sign of the heavenly Jerusalem

A medieval couplet summarizes the  significance of the four senses
The letter speaks of deeds; Allegory to faith
The moral how to act; Anagogy our destiny

It is the task of exegetes to work
According to these rules
Toward a better understanding and
Explanation of the meaning of Sacred Scripture
In order that their research may help the Church to form firmer judgment

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Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

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Keeping America Safe

A prayer for God to bless America
is also a reminder of traditional political mindfulness,
basic awareness of our economic investments in security.

First, no one "keeps" this confederation of uniting states,
unless we let them.

Second, prayers for sustaining safety assume the U.S. is safe now,
and/or implies concern that we are at risk.
There are many ways to become ecologically
and economically
and politically
and culturally
and physically
and mentally
and spiritually safe and unsafe.
We are each on a continuum of health v pathology
as individuals,
as is each of our States,
as is this Nation as a whole ecopolitical system.

Third, "America" refers to two continents,
one to the north and one to the south.
A U.S. safety and health security measure could both be
and not be
appropriate health and safety policy
and procedure for this quartile of Earth.
It seems to me we are heading in an ecologically unraveling,
and therefore increasingly unsafe, direction,
more immediately for our coastal nations and, yes,
still somewhat united States.

Fourth, "safe" for and from what and why?
Traditional conservative minds tend to exegete the Preamble to the Constitution
and perhaps even the Declaration of Independence.
Here we read that we are united in healthy pursuits of happy prosperity.
We also read we are uniting with freedom
to articulate a multicultural relationship with God,
free of dominating,
power-over controlling religious-political constraints,
restraints,
and economic leverages or punishments.

Preferably no inquisitions for bowing to the East.
If we all did,
then God might see the humor of AnthroCentrists
bowing and worshiping toward each Others' rear ends;
Find it good and proper
and call us a full polyculturally wise day 
mutually inviting humility.

Does separation of religious from self-governance declarations and constitutions
intrinsically grow tension with our desire to be safe
for ecopolitical prosperity?
This was, and perhaps remains,
a radical social experiment,
in part because religious systems,
institutions of intended regenerative self-perpetuation
toward safe and healthy governance
throughout Time's eternities
is the nutritional stuffing of political powers over
and powers with,
powers under and powers without.

The multiculturing of a shared safe and healthy politically powerful Teleology
is not ecologically equivalent
is not educationally equivalent
to the dumbed-down secularization of U.S. society and culture.

We both under- and over-sell our political ecology of multi-enculturation
as purging ourselves of faith and empathic trust in each other,
faith in Earth's creative cooperative health and multigenerational sustainability;
Bleaching such faith out of public discourse,
especially public education,
and most especially out of deep listening-learning mindfulness
about our own uniting states of ecopolitical trust
and mistrust
and learned anthrocentric distrusts,
our positive faiths
and negative ego-ethnocentric prejudices
within our interior landscapes
and across the North and South American Natural Landscape
of a remarkably ecologically co-evolving, polyculturing, dynamic-revolving Earth.
Such science and education can only predict closed-system entropy,
while nature-spirit deep learning comprehends open-systemic co-empathic loves, integrities, nondual truths as symmetrical beauties,
multiculturing evolution of Time our regenerational transgenerational selves.

To keep the U.S. safe from absence of health
through ecological learning from past successes and mistakes,
to keep us healthy for future generations,
which is your priority?

1. Aiming deadly and toxic ballistics at whoever we currently consider aliens
and rabid infestations inflicting terror outside our own boundaries, or
2. Aiming health as ecopolitically cooperative policies and procedures
at the aliens and rabid infestations within our own skins,
and stated boundaries.

Prophets,
Medicine Men,
preachers and teachers,
shamans and seers,
saints and messiahs and boddhisatva warriors,
mystics and gurus,
even motivational speakers
and Anger Management therapists
throughout the history of languaged culture itself
have looked into our futures
within every color and multicultural creed
to remind us we will become positively known for our regenerational love,
our evolving capacity to cooperate, 
as generously and gratefully as ecopolitically possible,
until no monoculturing terrorist would choose to live in his lesser environment of fundamentalist exclusions of nurturing-fertile matriarchy,
such as that co-mentored with Gaia as Earth-BioSystemic EcoPolitical Intelligence,
Regenerative Health.

Our best health and safety American offensive for positive change on Earth
remains as always
a multiculturally integrative loving ecopolitical internal constitutional defense.

We already declared our interdependent political will to grow freedom
from supremacist nationalistic-religious tyrannies
against the good cooperative multicultural nutritional faiths of our co-evolving Elder Tribes.

We have already written a Constitution for co-arising nondual states of mutual-enlightenment,
for multicultural ecopolitical health and safety and prosperity outcomes.

We just need better practice.
Our lack of adherence to our own cooperatively shared nature-spirit traditional ideals
threatens further climatic
overly-competitive, ballistic distrust
and monocultural devolution, disarray, dissonance, decay.

Keeping Earth safe
may be a monotheistic mandate.
If so, we become one united state of being free
for further multicultural evolution of health
and globally inclusive climatic safety.

May our multiculturing God
continue to bless all our North and South Americans
to bless all our polyculturing healthy EarthTribes.






Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016

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BEGGAR LADY ON A CHURCH STEP






   BEGGAR LADY ON A CHURCH STEP
   (APROPOS IN GOD WE TRUST)

Her lips quivered with despair 
as the frail hand struggled with its self
to position outstretched.

Tormented eyes bulged
from cryptic sockets:
testaments of hunger’s victory.

Then loudly can the chilling voice
piercing the solemn silence screaming:

“Go away!  Can’t you see
this is a church step!”

Then the saved ones
went in to pray.

I gave her my tithes
and walked away.

Copyright © millard lowe | Year Posted 2015

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The Illusion of Free Will

What of "Free-Will," of which the prophets foretold?
A cruel little lie, bore of simple human design,
are our minds even capable, of the power to choose?
Or, are we blind sheep, being herded by the flock,
wrangled all together, just to be finally led astray?

Humankind seems to crave its own subjugation!
Of Religion, For Government, In our feeble little minds.
Freedom simply an illusion, another comforting lie,
Each generation complacent of their forefather's status quo.
Power firmly remains, with the few perched at the top.
The Bourgeoisie become Earth's largest congregation.

Even after centuries, not the slightest shift of balance.
Question their authority, get quickly stricken down.
"Destiny," their creation, to keep us silent and contained,
nothing remains left to the luxury of chance or fate.
Billions now brainwashed, mindless and obedient drones,
enslaved to do their bidding, our Government's mules.

Even God didn't foresee, how far we would fall.
Blindly praising institutions constructed by fellow man,
forgetting his firm warning, not to worship false idols.
Man bows to the Government, its holiest of incarnations.
Regardless their definition, they all share the blame,
from out-of-date Monarchies, to refined Democracies.
All Function reliant, on man's unquestioned allegiance. 

The consequence of opposition, capital punishment,
Yet, countless remain quiet and vigilant.
Coup d'etat and revolution, tools of a forgotten past.
Our future now more uncertain, then ever before.
A millennium of suffering, bounded in servitude,
Man it seems, will inevitably rule itself into submission.

Man alone granted freedom from a previously destined fate,
God's one and only creation, blessed of inherent "Free-Will."
Appreciation long forgot, now boastful and full of arrogance,
forsaking, the very essence of our human existence.
Taking for granted, even the gift of life in it self.
Our lives spent as slaves, to God's born of flesh and blood,
voluntarily submitting, to every Politician's new command.

Society's first rulers, who our ancestors surrendered control,
remain ruling still, bringing even evolution to a sudden halt.
The Great Human civilization continues into its decline.
Man's final hope, lay beyond the grasp of our mortal reach,
gone until, God reclaims his authority, as sole ruler of man.
Will glory finally be restored to our failed Utopic land?
Or due divine justice, will final judgment now commence?

Copyright © Anthony Guccia | Year Posted 2016

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Dear Neighbors

Dear neighbors,

I realize we have not met,
other than the guy next door
but that doesn't really count
cause that was just to put up a fence between us,
and I have met Marvelously Mad Mike,
behind me, on the River,
but primarily because I could not run away fast enough.

Regardless,
I want to invite you over
for kind of a potluck neighborhood open house party.

Just come as you happen to be at the moment,
bring something to drink
and, oh yes,
something to eat that you would consider politically and economically
and, oh yes,
nutritionally correct.

But not to worry,
we will have political correctness exams
at the front door,
prior to gaining admission,
unless you would like that of course,
in which case
perhaps I should mention,
so as not to become justly accused of hidden agendas,
I would prefer to disclose
a politically correct completely open agenda,
and that probably goes for your porky political
and/or porkless spiritual beliefs too.

If you want to talk about how I really should get myself Born Again,
if only for the life insurance values,
I will almost certainly agree
that I hope to dream deep rich baptisms of fire
and rain
and wind every night
to be reborn again each morning,
except on those too-rare occasions
when I could theoretically have baptized myself
in erotic dreams
to awake feeling less reborn,
more uncompleted,
heuristically speaking,
of course.

Nor would I drop a jaw
were you to explain to me
why I should aspire to transcendent mysticism,
the rather imprecise feedback
I get from my defiant kids
right after they rob me blind
or lie to me as if I were senseless
and preferably more transcendent
and mysteriously preoccupied with larger issues
of climatic change
in Great Political-Economic Scientific-EcoTherapeutic Transition,
and not so much
these smaller political and economic 
most uncooperative and unmindful transactions.

Lest you fear I may have some hidden political,
or, god forbid,
some cultish religious-fundamentalist agenda,
rather than a party smorgasbord
and self-entertainment and -governance menu,
with issues that march along
some more Traditionally Orthodox Party Line,
perhaps scripture lessons on how to invest heart beats
and wise inhale-exhale breaths of bicameral mindfulness,
allow me to expose
my polypathic proclivities as a Taoist-Christian.

This T-C is a hybrid line,
somewhat like U-U,
which is, for some weird regenetic reason,
also dialectically like dipolar Uracil-Cytosine nutritional health balance,
going back to both Eastern and Western shamans.

So, nothing is supposed to surprise us
except the absence of bad news,
and even then
we are not to let on,
pretending that we have been predicting this,
the continuing advent of good TaoBalancing news all along,
sort of permaculturally,
but usually,
and preferably,
only to those who would be most certain
not to take us seriously,
too deeply,
too unliterally,
too radically through fundamentally fractally,
so long as they treat us as shamans
and not the more totally insane polypaths,
terrorized by emerging voices of climatic anger
and silos of echoing foggy fears
about ego's future emptiness,
absence of life-becoming.

So, not to worry,
Taoist lies before the hyphenatic Christian,
meaning Radical Revolutionary Christian.
We are so radically revolutionary
that we believe Christianity should declare its mission statement
as 100% self-perpetuatingly regeneratively replete,
and now move on to more globally optimizing multicultural issues,
like investing in more cooperatively nutritious politics
and active-cooperative-invested economic choices,
more teleologically ecologically bicamerally informed
by sacred-humane nondual TaoBalance
YangLeftHealthyNature-YinRightSpiritBiLateral EcoMentoring MessiahLight.

Tao EarthLoving Christians are so radically revolutionary
we believe good nature is always nutritionally kind
and we don't believe we should even (0)-sum ego-exist.
So, not to worry,
no evangelical intentions are allowed by Yin,
much as Yang would love to love you to death
with the LeftBrain Wisdom
of multicultural truths
as harmonic fractal-crystal beauty
of econconsciousness in fertile-octave light bilateral-cross-messianic frequencies.

Just come as you are
in your own light
with whomever you happen to have
hanging around at the moment you finish reading this.

Feel free to bring your pets 
and any tools you might have to share,
or just a list would be fine,
and I'm wondering if we want to exchange email addresses,
so there will be a sign-in sheet for those who want to include that,
and those who don't,
and please check off if you might be interested in collaborative gardening
this next spring coming up.

And if you or any of your accompanying tribe
has any skills or talents,
songs, dances, readings,
stories, drums,
other musical instruments,
except maybe not a tuba
because I'm just not that musically evolved
and I realize you could not laugh with me
while playing your foghorn of a tuba,
bring anyone or anything except a monopolistic tuba,
which really isn't a party instrument anyway,
for our cooperative skills and talent show.

Stay as long as we all like,
and can afford to live together.
I'm sure we have much to co-invest and celebrate about.

OK, you can bring that damned tuba, if you must.
Maybe I am being invited to evolve in some foghorn kind of way.

With gratitude.

G.O.D.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016

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Creative Climates for ThinkingFeeling

We are each a new way of bilateral becoming and thinking
about what a mind with body is,
where these are headed,
individually,
and as a part.

Thinking about what embodied consciousness is
and where,
in what stable climates of opportunity,
and which unstable subclimates of risk,
enculturing new ways of bilateral becoming
what our Earth's mindbody ecosystem is,
and where, 
in what universal temporal revolving seasonal climate of Earth,
enculturing timeless days of light and dark,
long before years of warm and cold
and planets sprouting ecosystemic networks
of open-interdependent ergodic universal climate,
binomial space with bilateral-functioning time emerging
each life light's ethological DNA/RNA emergent enriching string,
umbilical cord,
navel,
embryonic womb root system of form with nutritional function,
is yet incarnating
and from where,
from each of us co-arising balance without 
dualdark co-gravitating within 
dipolar prime relational
(0)-soul as sum,
as prime relational core climate CoMessianic-Tao.

Humanity's place within this ecosystemically enculturing internal landscape
has become traditionally told
as one inter-networked mandala,
a sacred organic-fertile healthy-positive, deviantly revolutionary
regenerational landscape.
Stuff of and for and with and in Permacultural Design 
through our DNA Holistic-Integral ReDevelopment.

We are still working out
how we have viralized victimization
and criminalization
and other negatively deviant deformations of socio-eco-political pathology,
like ignorance with prejudice,
hatred of Other with racism,
totalitarian egocentric megalomanic paranoia with terrorism,
anti-ecological intent with overly-competitive economic norms for and of Earth Nature/Spirit Justice,
ethological error with bad teleology concerning remaining issues
of (0)-sum ecopolitical health,
public health issues confusing humane sexuality and culture with self-slavery into indentured servitude of wealth 
that does not rhyme with health.

We are still working on over-commodified norms about EarthTribe's Commons,
the desecration of humane-divine dignity,
the desecration of our Earth Home,
for some a Gaia God/dess,
for others Prime Relational consort of FireGod's dipolar co-arising radiant bliss,
producer of all Earth's biosystemic nature-spirit organic species,
currently existing, yes,
but also emerged through root ecosystems of health-performing Elder ecopolitical health-wealth matriarchs and patricians,
native medicinals of earth and water,
fire radiating revolving cycling flames through therapeutic tunneling air.

Developmental intelligence refracted through RNA's nature/spirit health-values
to process and remember,
reweaving time's seasonal open-systemic
interdependently self-reflected light.

In bilateral thought
as in bicameral ecoconsciousness,
LeftBrain's either/or bipolar oppositionals
learn to ego/ecobalance with
RightBrain's reverse-temporal
both/and dipolar appositional wu wei climate of sacred co-presence,
Tipping Point positive abundance defaults 
of cognitive/affective confluence,
which is all that pathology does not co-arise,
which is cognitive-affective dissonance, stress, ecopolitical suffering.

In Systems Process Theory,
as in Permaculture Design,
any unit (landscape, subclimate)
containing and retaining feedback integrity 
of a streaming river,
radiant/co-gravitating light,
religioning sacred multicultures,
is systemically competent to process
and retain bilateral temporally-emergent positive cause
through double-negatively effective co-feeding information.

To our Right BrainBody ecosystemic incoming processors,
our Interior MindBody Landscape
functions like an intricate liturgically sacred mandala
holding interdependent Both/And polarities within a cooperative ecopolitical network
simultaneously framed, co-incident, 
with LeftBrain's emerging ecological networks of diverse 0 dimensions:
metric linear cause/effect past/future one dimensional,
graphic one through three space dimensional-static,
0-Centric alpha/omega Tipping Point diastolic-dimensional universe of polynomials,
4D geometric interactive information/exformation,
feedback regarding exterior community economic transactions of healthy/pathological value,
with everything in-between either extremely idealistic label,
with and without political power now,
in the past, stronger or weaker and why?
to project future CQI health-wealth trends.

Egos are interdependent ecosystemic units,
as are species,
but of a higher exegetically ecological type,
evidence of past evolving successes,
as are DNA with RNA transubstantiating Elder species,
still encrypted to this day
within each sacred mindbody ecosystem.

Climatic polarization of opinions
between those who perceive sacred ecosystems
where others see, more reductively,
linear equations and sequences of kosmic-karmic cause and effect,
secular,
reified academic ecosystemic co-arising evolutionary ethology,
currently emerging a more replete, culturally resonant
(0) soul Process GroupSystemic Prime Fractal/Octave-Lattice Network 
emerging positive-deviant frame-closure revolutions
defining Basic Nutritional Co-Present EcoPolitical TrendFunctions
as Binomial-Binary 4D WinWin Gaming Balance Theory
for Regenerative Optimization of economicHealth/political EarthRights Wealth,
every philanthropic heart's ultimate rich-deep wet soulful dream.

Bicamerally organizing humane intelligence,
still remains confluent with multiculturally accessible ontologies
in which contrasting poles of interior mental life
are teleologically assumed to be more highly positive-interactive when therapeutic,
and each internal dipolarity actively "both-anding" promotes the other
under confluent,
peaceful,
healthy states of mind with body.

Each of us walking/talking biosystems
contains an internally sacred landscaped sub-climate,
by no means monocultural unless nearly dead of exhaustion,
and more dipolar co-arising 
toward Tipping Points 
toward diastatic health optimization.














Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016

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Life, Now A Blind Date: A Cry Against Boko Haram

How can geographic points for interaction and socializing become haram? Catching up with the flying time and constant upgrade in civilization process; these too are also haram? Is seeking knowledge and applying understanding haram too? Funny enough, a particular 'god' gives his affirmation to this way of stone age enslaving way of living. Females with males on the same platform is unthinkable and their significance and huge role in a modern society is so haram. 'must', 'force' and compulsion; their coat of arm. dialogue and democracy abominations and canal. In short, all are considered haram. Spoken words without submission; submission without worship and reverence; reverence not to a supreme called 'Allah' enough reasons, for death to shop on souls. Free will, liberty and freedom; worst of all, the right to live have now been considered haram. Even with such a babaric ideology They forget that....................................... the use of communicating devices is haram why use video clips and satellite cells instead of crows and birds? They forget that......................................... the use of bombs and weapons of mass destruction is haram. Why not use stones and bare fighting skills? Even the bow and arrow are invention of knowledge and science! They forget that............................................ machines and wheels are also haram. Why not use camels and horses? They forget that.......................................... the cotton and silk they wear are haram. Why not use leaves and animal skin? The same ideology they propagate is the same they contradict leaving them with absolutely no excuse and gross foolishness in committing these huge crimes against humanity. This is not a war, yet we have prisoners and girl slaves? We aren't in the battle field yet people are dying in mass and numbers? Holy smoke! This is the 21st century for goodness sake... yet we are compelled to live beneath stones and find warmth beside raw fires? Woe unto you, masters of terror! don't forget that after a time cycle another hour immediately begins. You'll be caught up with your deeds and the whole of nature will spit on your existence. Life has been sweet, mysterious and full of hope like an expectant mother. Even though you've succeeded in making it a blind date; we'll face the occasion with hope never giving up on the final sight of a beautiful new acquaintance.

Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2014

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The Main Matrix

So, if a matrix is a body substance, in which all cells are embedded?
Then can I not spiritually say that the body of Christ is also a matrix?
Well, is it safe to assume or safer to not assume the differences in such?

If I have a World Wide Web with many matrixes, there must be a main.
How does one achieve the main matrix without a conversion of all matrixes?
Each living breathing organism has a matrix, but what supplies this?
 
Seems how all bodies have cells embedded in a matrix,
Is it not safe to assume that the universe has a matrix?
If so, where is the main universal matrix?
There must be a connection of some sorts,
Nevertheless, what is it and where is it?
Moreover, why has this not been thought of?
 
If the body is the temple of the Lord,
Then He must have a main matrix.
Matrix is Latin for womb.
So in which womb is this matrix?
Only a female has a womb.
There must be one that is required by none.
 
Now let us get even more difficult here.
We have a World Wide Web with many matrixes.
What if the World Wide Web is an individual womb?
It obviously has good and evil in its growth.
Could there have been two that fused by one?
Could there have been a conversion of all matrixes.
Or is there only one main matrix being a female?
 
Let us get back to the body of Christ and His matrix.
Let us even go to your own bodies matrixes.
An enclosure within in which something originates or develops,
This is what lives and breathes inside of you every day, a matrix.
Do we not develop Christ within ourselves, and He our originator?
Is it not safe to assume that we are the body of Christ?
Moreover, that we are of a matrix that has a universal main matrix?
 
 
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Copyright © Ann Rich | Year Posted 2010

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Climatic Dream Therapy

I had a historic dream
that Einstein led polypathic Elders
pursuing roots of time
as emergence of light's speeding race
through regenerative histories,
thought experiments revolving resolving enculturation.

I dreamed energy conjoined space
as rhythm reiterates pattern,
as time incarnates changing place
as space bifurcates time's revolving light and dark
mutual recessivity,
ecological balance of Earth's cycling revolutions,
cooperative norms within interdependent symbiosis,
multisystemic revolutions of evolutionary paradigms,
poetry as language both light and dualdark heart-soul investment.

I dreamed terror reacting to ballistic weapons
revolted into wonder responding to synergetic cultural ballast,
dense nutritional balance of political relationships
with economic transactional harmony,
that spirituality rejoined naturality,
as nurture reflects nature,
that wealth rejoined health,
that degenerative histories conjoined regenerative futures,
that deductive logos refueled inductive mythos,
that economic intention continues incubating ecological forms
and recycling symbiotic frequencies of emergent evolution,
that living nondually co-arises loving
as struggling to harmonize with others
rather than struggling against AnthroDominant decomposing outcomes.

I dreamed religion regenerates polycultural fusion and passion and creativity
rather than competes good spirits against evil natures,
that competing spiritual economies merge into cooperative ecology.

I dreamed of regenerating religions
co-arising from degenerative divisions
to presume solidarity of rightful love multiplication
as polycultural cooperation,
co-arising human nature's political economy
encompassing all Earth's co-evolving species.

I had a fertile Earth Day dream
that elation and fusion
absorb competition and fission,
that integrity overcomes suboptimizing mendacity,
that polycultural life management skills
reverse anthrocentric monocultural elitist aggression,
power overing
when love optimization waits in cultural wings
to overwhelm threadbare anger and fear management
in a revolution of timeless cooperative intention toward mutual love
as mutual assumption of integrity.

I dreamed
we share a self-as-other integrity dream
regenerating time's emergently cooperative Earth Tribes
golden-ruling together
producing and consuming harmonic global poli-economic outcomes,
a self-regenerating WinWin network
where all needs are opportunities
without risk of health-loss to others,
without compromising future generations
of beloved climax gardens,
farms,
communities,
guilds,
vocations,
habitats,
robust interior/exterior landscapes
resiliently enculturating life
as EarthTribal love,
political solidarity,
economic cooperativity,
ecosystemic integrity,
mindbody wu wei vitality
of dipolar nondual interior-as-exterior balancing dreams;
fewer climatic nightmares of monoculturally elitist AnthroHubris.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016

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Inspiration and Truth of Sacred Scripture


Eternal God is the author of Sacred Scripture
The divinely revealed realities
Which are contained
Presented in the text of Sacred Scripture
Have been written down under the inspiration of Eternal Holy Spirit
They have Eternal God as their author
Have been handed on as such to the Church herself

Eternal God inspired the human authors of the Sacred books
To compose the sacred books
Eternal God chose men who
All the faculties
Powers
So that
Though he acted in them
By them
It was true authors that they consigned to writing
Whatever he wanted written
No more

The inspired books teach the truth
Since therefore all that the inspired authors
Or
Sacred writers affirm should be regarded as affirmed by the Eternal Holy Spirit
We must acknowledge that the books of Scripture firmly
Faithfully
Without error teach that truth which Eternal God 
For the sake of our salvation
Wished to see confided to the Sacred Scriptures

Still
The Christian faith is not a religion of book
Christianity is the religion of the “Word” of Eternal God
A word which is not written
Mute Word
But the Word which is incarnate
Living
If the Scriptures are not to remain a dead letter
Father Christ
The eternal Word of the living Eternal God
Must
Through the Eternal Holy Spirit
Open our minds to understand the Scriptures

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

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Sins of Supreme Suppression

Not to play any blame game,
in this our new co-evolutionary capacity
for LeftBrained Language Enculturation
long become YangDominant associated
with 'civilization',
co-arising anthro-centrism,
including Earth's newer history
of revolution by Empirical Elitism.

Processes of empirical empire supremacy,
kill or be killed,
became not really benignly associated with evolution,
by anthro enculturations,
as sometimes revolutionary monocultural WinLose OmniPotent Creator Power.

Predators, rarely benign, became Hosts to Praying Prey
til Trees of Life and Death appeared in dualdark dreams,
Divine Empire begets Human Nature's Incarnate Culture Generation 
begets Lesser EarthTribes,
non-elites,
political-economic chaff.

Yin kindly reminds the more short-term focused Yang,
We together introduced empowering language to Earth.

Ah yes, Yang smiles, too rarely lately,
over-worked to under-value dominance of ecosystems,
natural dialectical-dipolar trend projection
to optimize healthy interdependent biosystems
and their ecosystemic cooperating Elders.

Quite so,
those co-arising trends flowing
through our mutual-rhetorical reiterations,
our MidWay Confluence as deductively rational consciousness,
DNA exegetical capacity for eco-logically calculating nature's healthiest values;
what yin-RightBrain autonomically remembers. and therefore trusts,
as prime temporal-bilateral neural syntax,
dialogos of fractal-function
and regenerative development
of dynamic healthy bioregeneratic lifesystems.

Yes, we've watched history's transitional pendulum
stretching back toward center
but still carrying English Language BusyNest Empiricism,
archives of culture grown Western dominant toward Eastern BusinessAsUsual co-empathic gratitude rooted history 
of HerStoric AnthroCentric Elitism
as fortunes of fertile evolutionary WinLose Games,
political and economically developing
enveloping to date,
as if ecologically rational
spoils of competition's inevitable evolutionary wars 
between greater languaged and lesser languishing species.

We would together prefer our mutual co-arising
more true and beautiful superiority
only in solidarity with Allah's merely "other-foreign" 
living bio and ecosystemic inferiors, 
descended from our same extended Elder SuperAnterior Family Trees.
Now we have remade Creator God's evolution stories
in our own historical-supremacist image.

Don't forget Totalitarian Empiricism running through
nation-state political dominant trends,
leading toward the inevitable rational conclusion,
these long-term outcomes smell slightly, now,
of sulfur as Lucifer,
for some,
anti-messianic political and economic trump-egopowered damnation story cards
for others,
too-recessively dual dark for sustaining active bilaterally golden hope...

Yes, N(NP) 

...yin function, as you so calculatingly dipolar-define it,
or not, to others,
or notnot,
like LoseLose appositioning WinWin,
to still others,
more seductively consumed scientists,
metric rhythms as dialectical language historians
and ecotherapists
deep-ecology gardeners
permacultural landscape developers of designs,
interior/exterior balance for nutrition architects,
(0)-centric cooperative system engineers
of binomial political function
emerging economic capacities.

Our too-yang dominance emerged Totalitarian Evolutionary Empiricism
unfortunately casting human nature
in our present operatic double-bind,
if enslaved to a benign cooperative Creative Predator Intelligence
who would only empower WinWin regenerative reiterations of time,
if all were within His evolutionary powers,
then why is it OK for some male-dominant human-racing tribes
to enslave other human racial-cultural tribes
and genders,
especially transgenders?
When we look each other in the eyes
are we looking at god as humane nature's regenerative incarnation,
or not quite so divinely healthy as all that?

An unfortunately too convenient response
to this problem of mutually unjustified enslavement
was to pretend the ability to objectively define proportions of healthy humanity
as favorably contrasted to "other" foreign natures
substantially less valuable than
White EnglishSpeaking Male dominant Western BusinessAsUsual
enculturing incarnations
of God's LillyNotPeopleofOtherColor Supremacy,
smelling of premillennial nazi, totalitarian fascist, racial supremacist,
terrorist,
and other anti-christic
tao-imbalanced nationalist-empiricist YangTrump Cards
of AnthroCentrism,
human nature's LeftBrain curiosity
about humane evoutions of EarthTribe's Cooperative,
our poli/economic selves,
continuing to rape Earth's "other-lesser"
ecologically co-arising systems
now nuancing dissonant addictive stress enslaved oppression, 
no more than 50% humane-yin, over-valuing Yang's powers for domestic
commodification,
political and economic dominance of too-competitive games and policies,
undermining ecological values of "other" nature,
as something other than our own Elder DNA/RNA co-enscribing Elders,
writing this ReGeneration Story we are becoming.

This late PreMillennial economic,
then political, fascination,
mystical curiosity with enslaving powers of ownership 
within human nature
opened yet another Pandora-Nested-Box
of Great and Small Transitional Welfare Systems,
which premillennially severed our economic source of health
from polyculturally inclusive wealth;
with co-arising political severance of health for all species 
from evolution's integrative polypathic therapeutic welfare.

We remain confused
about how mental health could be improved
by essentially starving primal political and economic relationships
within our families and neighborhoods,
and wilting mutual gratitude
within our EarthTribe's polyculturally beloved community.

Our mutual enculturing history
lends more climate-balanced support,
politically and economically,
as ReGeneration RNA Story
of yin-fractal (0),
WinWin
P=N(NP)
as Yang = Yin
RNA CoOperative PermaCulturing Design;
greatest Yang effect, with least YinYin loss of co-invested trust.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016

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Racing with the Sun

Identifying as a Taoist-Christian hybrid,
a polypath feasting on root systems
of East meets West
Right greets Left
Yin embraces Yang
does not make me a good Christian
or a good Taoist.

However, these permaculturing designs
on polyculturing polypathic sensory-neural healthy outcomes
do seem to help me become the best
transliterative
transgenderal
transregenerational evolving Taoist-Christian
I can imagine
and care for with gratitude,
peaceful empathic trust
as both sufficiency of political power
with cooperative nutritional economic enrichment practice,
orthodoxy of experiential non-violent unitarian intent.

Yang without Yin,
an angry fire-breathing SunGod 
of vengeful omnipotent wrath--
universally frustrated fertility.
Yin without Yang
becomes a whimpering wilting virgin
without hope of ever giving birth
or even experiencing pleasure with integrity
in Her cell-bound reiteratively ruminating purgatory.

But Earth abhors this double-binding vacuum,
absence of healthy prime-binomial abundance
as light not bilateral-square rooted through past and future 
fades dual dark.

To become full-bicameral poli-economically humane
is to empathically trust
not only Nature's absence of absent primal 
physical/metaphysical
nature/spirit relationship,
but to enrich maturation by fertilizing these primal hybrids,
health as loving life's intention,
yang as yin's bilateral reiteration,
trusted PolyNomials actively evolving co-empathic notnot PolyPaths
until we together emerge through this Great Transition
belonging to and with Earth's Tribes
(0)-sum prickly-goos (Alan Watts)
Convex fractal Concaves (Buckminster Fuller)
universal unitarians (UUA)
ecopolitical revolutionaries of co-empathic trust
that love conquers evil through dipolar absorption
as evil defeats love
through over-yanged monocultural exertion.

Love and co-arising pleasure grow
as long-suffered excesses of mutual immune mistrust give way
to all colors matter
as all octave frequency balances and harmonies materialize resonant experience
more positively meaningful to us than their dissonance,
as all lives and deaths matter,
and not only anthrocentric lives,
not only biocentric lives;
we materialize-incarnate most optimally as ecoconscious lives
and deaths
within Earth's great multicultural co-empathic arias of operation
perpetually revolving ecocentric dance.

It is a monoculturing pace
of human ecopolitical race
suboptimizing historical-cultural distrusts of racism
for our ultimately promised polyculturing peace
waiting within our great transitioning wings.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016