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A Silent Song


"A Silent Song"

Mirror Mirror on the Wall
Blessed or cursed
Morning shave
Coffee please
Write a verse
Remembers last night’s dream
Grabs a napkin, spills his spleen
Shoves it in his pocket
Walks to work
Sits at his desk
Carries on as usual
Chats on with the new study, 
he’s on a roll, softly flirts
Quietly, silently, it always works
Groundhog Day that’s the worst,
Where’s the breaker to dive under it all
Every now and then a Tempest is called for
A heavenly thunderous squall
Just to shake it up
Move through the strung out long day pall
Cover his mirror with her fog and all

All the while
He’s talking it up, little work day dramas
Meetings minute cutlass pen thrust
Business as usual, balls to bust
Still underneath it all he’s thinking the stories frame by frame
She whispers out of nowhere ethereal in his brain,
“The best story is yet to arrive, it’s only the middle of the day…
maybe some gold glitter, a Llama and a Toucan that sashays?”

Empath on his knees by midnight
He’s writing melancholic love songs
The words are tight, verses short 
Not long, he’s thinking Turtle Doves and short skirts
That won’t work…
scrawls it out, writing’s gone with the wind, 
The best words for the story don’t take too long
He listens to some music, thinks of her and sings a new song.

Mirror Mirror on the Wall
Dreams flourish dripping words
black on white her familiar screen
pounding faster like raging horses hooves and heart beats
bleed vibrant colors mystic legions of wars and lovers
a foreign sovereignty her mind and wily covers her pageantry
Her eyes the windows of her world
Wings beating flying free 
Cages broken, horses hooves racing hearts
She follows him on another shore a dream by sea
Praying prophecies
Empath on her knees

Two very different minds
Free to be

(Lovejoy-Burton/Feb 2018)


Copyright © Leanne Lovejoy-Burton | Year Posted 2018


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The American Dream

The American Dream is dead indeed
A victim of American Greed
Trickle down they said we’d try
Then proceeded to suck us dry

The One Percent seeking thrills
Living large in Beverly Hills
Paying minimum wage even though it kills
And the middle class can’t pay their bills

Infinite growth is just a dream
Some would call it a Ponzie Scheme
Leveraged living by the way
Selling tomorrow to pay for today
On this you surely can depend
Certain destruction in the end

Time will pass it’s always the same
Just the same old political game
Some other fool will take the blame
Absolving us of our Great Shame

As always the best government money can buy
Politicians ready and eager to comply
Super PACS no need to balk
The Supreme Court ruled money talks

Citizens United paved the way 
Now Plutocrats will have their sway
Most will suffer a few will play
But in the end we all will pay

The greedy deeds of Kleptocrats
Both Republicans and Democrats
Business as usual the same old malarkey
Democracy taking us to Oligarchy

But be of stout heart and have no fear
Climate change is already here
And in the end it will be clear
Sooner or later we’ll all disappear


Copyright © Howard Tunick | Year Posted 2016


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Bell's Blues

Staring, vapor locked, at my Hammond B-3 console organ, which dominates my 
kitchen.  Surely a symbol of my madness.  I can't help, but think, if the keys were 
the days of my life, and the black ones represented the bad days, are there 
enough black keys??  Fighting petulance, self-pity...losing...
     Wondering if I can stand another minute alone.  Atop my organ, music books, 
and the complete works of Edgar Allan Poe, another mad poet.
     Plagued by physical agonies that merely complete a perfect circle of anguish 
and distress.  Even to worrying of misspelling a word again.  Pure lunacy.
     Remembrance of my 1863 death at Missionary Ridge, something I became 
aware of as a young child before I'd ever heard of reincarnation.  Or just an early 
sign of the madness to come??
     I am lost in a befouling miasma of deep despair.  My life's hopes down to 2 
desires;  one last music band, and taking my son to Disneyworld.  Money is 
meaningless to me.
     I am well aware that death is as natural as life.  And I would venture to guess 
that the loss of my father, my young cousin Billy, my dear friend Mark Trotiner, and 
too many others, are "Business As Usual" in this universe.  But not for me.
     Being terminally ill myself is something I have long since come to terms with.  
And what a reunion it will be!!  But I must continue to go on surviving as though I 
cherish this long and barren life.
     My writing, especially my poetry, my poet friends, my music, my musician 
friends, and a few relatives and others; these are the meds that work for me; not 
the 30 or so pills I must deal with everyday.  So thank you all.
And now an addendum, one which brightened my day:
     Mark Trotiner long maintained that he gave Mark Knoffler (Dire Straights) the 
idea for his hit song "Money For Nothing", when Mark Knoffler came into the 
appliance chain store he worked in way back then, where he bought, and drove 
off with several T.V.s, singing the prototype words he'd gotten from Mark Trotiner.  
Over the years, I tested him repeatedly, looking for the tale-tell deviation in the 
story one finds in a false tale.  He never faltered, he never failed.
    Continued.....


Copyright © tom bell | Year Posted 2007


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Is this the same?

Katrina was her name I must say,is this the same as nine eleven that came our way? Where 
everybody cried, prayed, and hoped if they died, they would get to Heaven that Day.
They huged, got close, made promises they didn't keep, went back to business as usual in 
lest that a beep.
Money promises were High for the rich, and Low for the poor, and anything else never got 
through the door.
People had compassion for a minute or two, and after that you were never told what to do.
Workers went back to work without any choice, because no one listened to their cries, 
they did'nt have a voice.
Flash backs, and night mares, returned when Katrina appeared, will anybody listen this 
time? or will they just disapper.

Is this the same?







Copyright © CATHY HOLMES | Year Posted 2005


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Christ Mess Mourning

In the beginning there was a lonely word but soon after
            there was no room at the meagre hostel for the saviour

Sanguine hopes flash-flooded the sanctuary of hearts
            sacrificial blood of Christ awaited to be spilt in vain

Spelt out the message of rusty nails corroding on cross 
            bones mounted the flesh ready for vanishing memories

Lest we forget Christmas it amounts to summits of wrappers
            luxurious gifts opulent indigestion after a vainglorious feast

Reindeer and global delivery services occlude the notion that
            taking stock is not about counting presents but reducing the cost

Jesus flashes from i-pads I this and I that please give me more
            extra goods additional abundance mince pies and stuffing

Belching and flatulent Tim reaches for his heartburn medication
            tastes uppers and downers sniffs white powder on bank cards

His wife smears the makeup she grabbed from under the tree
            her new perfume a bountiful offering of disguised scented myrrh

No sense for frank frankinsence as she sniffs expensive fragrances
            from benefaction bottle’s decadence and reduces benediction to myth

Gift wrap explodes from the fireplace in the mix of unopened packets
            just after Father Christmas has made a lucky escape from the scene

Arson of gluttony self-inflicted suffering self-immolation of sorts
            sorts out this unholy communion followed by smouldering mourning

The insurance company refuses to pay as they insist that the couple
            had backed the wrong course of action in vile contempt of true faith

They however donate a beautiful bible of careful calligraphy
            with gilded ornamentation bound in leather and lather of time

There are no walls standing for wailing when Tim and his spouse
            and it remains to be seen whether they might find a mangled manger

To resume business as usual or take refuge in meaning and truth
            when the word in the beginning had become a sorry blank canvas

18th November 2018

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Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2018


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Patriotic for Planet Earth

What is patriotism?

Pride of and for national, and maybe cultural, superiority.

What is nationalism?

Usually positive values,
but I guess nationalism could also include negative evaluations,
for national autonomous freedom and power to do good.

What is good?

Not evil

Again?

Well, OK, whatever falls into what we agree is notnot ancient health.

Have we not had considerably too much experience 
with national-cultural superiority complexities
leading to totalitarian toxic, or evil, outcomes?
Why can't we redefine patriotism
as economic-political cooperative maturity?

I suppose we could,
but maturity based on what standard of mature v immature?

Well, where do we now base national superiority v inferiority?

Some economists start with trends in Gross National Production.

Could we at least compare GNP to Gross National Consumption?
Maybe look at this prime balancing/unbalancing trend across the past several years.

So patriotism rises and falls with whether national production balances consumption? 
Of what?

Of everything and everyone, I guess.
But, I suspect robust international patriotism peaks where consumption and production
approach co-arising (0)-sum WinWin cooperative health balance
within a globally resilient 
ecopolitical nurturing-nutritional network.

So you suggest re-rooting nationalism in a more global patriotic cooperativist identity,
maturing, 
more robust and resilient 
ecopolitical national/international regenerativity.

Because regenerativity, rather than degenerativity,
invites increases in multiculturing relationships and transactions,
while national superiority  sparks racism and elitism
and the entitled piracy of yesterday's alien savages.

Nationalistic patriotism suboptimizes 
inclusive global growing cooperative opportunities
for network development 
we transubstantially need
as our Business As Usual co-investment pride
of shared Golden Rule macaronic purpose.

Ecological health,
political cooperative wealth,
grow with multi- and poly-cultural outcomes;
while monocultural nationalism produces racism and sexism
and anthro-hubrisw incomes and outgos.

Co-responsibility nurtures integrity,
just as cultural elitism accelerates from illusions of biological superiority
through short-term competitions for profits off remaining ecosystemic players,
anti-ecological, 
if healthy growth invests toward integrative regenerative density.

Nationalism grows antipathic distrust
when we need to grow co-empathic wealthy trust
of inclusive international democratization,
mutually revered creolization,
rather than patriot-identified colonization.

As cooperative ecopolitics globally emerges
we find ourselves playing WinWin long-term co-investment games
with more multiculturing others.

Interdependent listening and investment expands
across oceans and the internet.
Regenerative dense mutuality
grows in Mother Earth's bilateral hemispheric scope
extending matriarchal family depth
back to YinSquared Time
inviting polypathic Yang-tridimensional space,
nondually co-arising 4-dimensional RealTime
notnot (0)-sum WinWin 
eco-patriotic/matriotic multiculturing health and safety resonance.

So what is your idea of true patriotism again?

EarthPride and humane humility 
of and for resiliently regenerate climates
of multicultural sacred superiority
over degenerate too-secularized 
too-monoculturally segregating 
inferiority of anthro-centric 
unnatural anti-nature s
self-pardoning spiritual elite entitlement rights 
to commodify self-righteous divine supremacy,
to punish unorthodox prophets of green ecofeminist  
restorative justice--
often with RightBrain dominant
artistic and syncretic 
ego-empowering 
revolutionary 
EarthJustice Alliances.




Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2017


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Family Therapy

Feminist ecotherapists,
deeply immersed in permacultural eco-logic,
a systematic teleology of cooperative nutrition economics,
remain rarely flushed out from their camouflage.

A self-isolating,
often eremitic,
subspecies,
with shamanic nature-as-spirit tendencies,
our most articulate mentors often wander off
to pray for,
breathe and suffer and dance and sing
with Earth and all Her polyculturing species and seasons,
spaces and times,
avoiding glaring spotlights of media networks
and shallow soundbites.

That said,
perhaps I can share lessons from my children
about internal and external landscapes of justice
and passion,
passion for restoring justice
and against unnecessarily traumatic
retributive injustice.

Middle Son is my cooperative networking
transgenerational
post-millennial polypath.
At twenty, he remains with me,
has not yet wandered off into his camouflage,
in part because I am a slow learner
in comparison to his lightning networked intuitive consciousness.

I am a more thorough and systematic ethologist,
but also ponderously detailed,
like Thomas Aquinas and Buckminster Fuller,
unwilling to leave any paradigm untouched,
producing a cooperative ecosystemic regenerative thesis
and antithesis of cognitive dissonance
that remains undecipherable
except to those few who already speak
and hear
and feel
and see,
absorb, to further revolve, 
polypathic nutritional multicultures;
healthier meals for all senses.

What does justice look like for my 22 year old African American eldest son
who graduated from special support services 
at Entitled-Elite Class High School
with a fourth grade cognitive and affective functionality,
no marketable integrative skills other than his physical strength
which shows decreasing likelihood of endurance
due in part to horrid nutrition
lack of self-care
his preference to self-medicate
away from his internal dissonance.

He prefers THC,
although he is angrily aware this means state and federal employment protection laws
form a moat around his buzz,
with all opportunities on the outside
and far too many long-term risks on the inside 
of his bleary silo of despair.

My loyal handsome young adult son,
recognizes discrimination,
marginalization,
poverty
in comparison to outcomes for self-medicating with alcohol.

It's a cultural thing that old people do to his MultiCultural Transmillennial Generation,
like declaring wars so youth can learn to kill each other,
while elders suck our fat wealth deposits into
sporty cars of shifty ludicrosity.

His skills do not include multiplication,
much less division,
but he knows when justice divides his population of young adults
looking for their first jobs,
so they don't have to live under tyrannical oppressors,
condemning, rather than helpful, parents.

Self-medicating with alcohol 
can easily pass through a drug screen test
with one day notice from Human Resources,
while my son watches from the other side
of this divide.

Can he get through at least eight weeks without medication
that does seem to help him feel and think better
of and with himself,
and,
given any doubt that any of this makes any sense,
how long before he stops bothering to apply for any hope of a full life?
Surely long before age thirty?

Eldest son understands the justice and injustice of attending a horribly designed state contracted job program,
to sit for eight unpaid training hours,
for at least four weeks,
probably six or even more,
in a summer classroom with no windows,
with 29 other ADD and ADHD medicated trainees,
to face the dismissive derision of their trainer
for being who they are,

Losers who will never actually be sent through to the paid employment stage of this card-shark process,
violating perhaps every justice principle intended by the Americans with Disabilities Act,
while the trainer draws his pay at our tax dollar expense.

My son was not outraged that the State had no record of contractual oversight,
no evidence that anyone who did eventually get paid could not have done so with one week's unpaid training,
no evidence that there were no other training contractors with the capacity to avoid violating civil rights 
of those supposedly receiving a service for positive,
nutritional outcomes,
rather than rejection and dispossession and dismissal and further hopelessness without incomes,
without icons of economic or political integrity.

He was not alarmed that the Commissioner,
his own State Senator,
his US Senator,
the ACLU,
did not seem to raise so much as one eyebrow
to a misuse of public dollars and trust
with outcomes that could not even perform at the thinnest level of Hippocratic justice:
If you cannot do any good,
at least be sure you cause no harm.

He has become used 
within an economic and cultural ecology
that does not include him,
and others who look and act and perform and breathe and beat their hearts,
and try to balance their bicameral hemispheres as best they can
in a "Business-As-Usual-Means-You-Do-Not Matter" environment.

So, he reminds me of what I recognized long ago,
growing up gay male in a homophobic
hetero-dominant
culture.
I am reminded of what it means 
to have no economic right to employment
and no socially supported right to love,
to be disvalued human nature
because intrinsically mendacious,
to be negatively deviant,
sin-infested 
removed from all that feels universally orthodox good,
knowing justice could not include any honest relationship 
within my Beloved Community,
could not include acceptance as a healthy soul
or body
or identity,
as the appropriate offspring of socially acceptable evolution.

My son's bottom line,
"If they wanted to abuse us,
then I wouldn't have minded so much
if they were at least going to pay me.
I'll be The Man's whore if I have to,
but I won't be his *****."





Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015


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Just Show Up

Basic Attendance,
listening deeply to the sounds
and functions
flows and forms of nature's voices,
evolves from enthymematic roots
toward mutually empathic,
darkly transparent
nondual dark energy

Equivalently empowering/disempowering identity
of not-yet-full synergetically integrating
diastatic Time,
equivocating spatially incarnating
positive
protonic
polymorphic
polypathic
polyphonic
polycultural
multisystemic harmonic balance
between Yangstimulus(t) and Yinresponse.

From this epicenter of Basic EcoPresence,
we begin noticing our over-commodified
overly-preserved
overly-defensive
over-canned 
-insured 
-criminalized 
-domesticated,
over-pathologized
under-assured 
-insured,
under-invested 
-regenerate
sexist and racist 
and monochromatic disablest
anti-cultural economy,
habitually uses financial currency
as the measure of life-giving wealth,
while using nutritional currency
as our measure of health.

Hmmm. That happens. And?

When we must choose between cooperative health survival
or competitive accumulation of wealth-thrival objectives,
we are likely to return to healthy survival of Earth
and all species
as ultimate measure of a culture's wealth;
and we are each a DNA-informed culture.

At least,
that appears to be our routine positive ecological behavior
after the tsunami
the tornado
the hurricane
the financial earthquake
the critical interruption of cooperative Business As Usual
vacates our competing economic chatter
and anemic ego identities.

So what?

Racism,
and sexism
and class-ism, segregation-ism,
and anthropocentric elitism
and ageism
and capitalism,
evolutionary dead end tributaries of self-perpetuating revolution
that become issues
emerging from an ego-centric Left-brain dominant species.

We invest in supremacist (and too often ballistic) elitism
when we assume human nature somehow evolves more entitled
and privileged
and value-capital invested
outside our anawim, our untouchables, our aliens, our enemies,
our emphatically distrusted non-elites,
including lesser endowed natural-spiritual species
without concomitant responsibility
and risk
and opportunity
to remember and remain within eco-centric cooperating ballast.

Western red skies
predict Trinitarian Yang/spatial In-Formation,
co-arising Eastern dawn of Basic CoElational nondual culture;
positively bilateral YangYin 
as WinWin temporal-timeless regenerate co-function.

Basic EcoDance meets Time's Prime ReCreational Dysfunction:
Our economic lifestyle and choices
either lean toward cooperating with Time's unfolding wisdom,
sometimes called karmic flow of sacred grace,
or we can continue to over-invest in competing
to possess larger and larger responsibilities
for monopolizing quantities of Earth's healthy time.

Plan A is Win-Win eco-logic.
Plan B is Lose-Lose ego-dislodging competitive 
self-enslavement
irrationality
collective insanity masking rich opportunities within
Basic EcoPresence 
sharing Time's 
polycultural 
polypathic 
beloved-ing NatureNurture.






Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015


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What I Didn't Know

People, Places, and Things I Didn't Know I Trusted

I rather suddenly, and belatedly,
realized I trust the highest and best use for language,
for every community and communication of faith,
for every school and pedagogical political enculturation,
for every farm and forest,
for every government, including self-replicating government,
for every recreation and arts center,
for every human and animal and Earth service agency,
for every family and tribe and species,
for every ego centered identity
of every age past and to come,
is to become the very best PermaCultural Designers and Developers possible,
to achieve outstanding Continuous Quality Improvement
Health and Safety ecological balance,
multicultural,
political,
economic,
inclusive of multi-regenerational outcomes.
Our highest and best polyculturing vocations,
given our current ego as anthrocentric health v pathology situation
and creation story.

Our PostMillennial Creation Story
began in response to an AgriBusiness As Usual environment
moving away from balanced political and economic norms
about harvesting what you plant,
transgender, and transgenerational complementary equivalence
of authority and responsibility.

This PostMillennial PermaCultural pedagogy of poli-economic design
and development
draws on older nutritional root systems,
reseeding agribusiness norms
with cooperative poli-economic principles 
for not only planting mutual subsidiarity
and harvesting complementarity of regenerative health-trends,
but also incorporates polypathic hunting and decompositional gatherings
of mutually enriching engorging celebration of wisdom 
through past and future generations,
assuming a benign cooperative (0)-zone interest
co-arising trusting 0-Soul Host
incarnating our landscaped universe of mutually subsidiary parasites,
cooperatively loving our health-balancing yin-principle
of integral-complementarity,
co-empathic trust,
integrity of health-normed polyculturing evolutionary compass.

In PermaCulture Design environments,
communication follows and leads a nutritionally-intended flow stream,
with both confluent and some dissonant suboptimizing resonance,
but producing basic healthy trust in WinWin communication
within and between Informed/Exforming/Exformed/Reforming potential.
"Waste" is pathology, loss,
dissonance within outcomes,
but heard as a potential poli-economic resource,
a suffering that will teach us something
we need to learn 
about how to never plan for WinLose outcomes.
Never settle for less than (0)-remainder Ego-ReGenerative Trust,
CoArising Empathic Balance.

In PermaCulture Development planning,
our first rule is to do no harm,
following the principle of mutual subsidiarity.
A corollary of note to program and policy developers
and contract writers
and pundits,
be careful about what and whom we ask for,
rather than with,
and where we may under- and over-project
ecological healthy outcomes in response to client investment.

When organizing and developing well-integrated ecosystems,
we optimize design by giving political preference
to self-organizing,
cooperative empowerment Principles of Complementarity,
what Bucky Fuller comprehended more universally as Synergy,
and Love of healthy integrating balance-harmonics.

Community organizers and builders,
religious co-empathic trust organizers,
international communication developers and discerners,
public and private therapeutic dialogue facilitators,
health lobbyists and economists,
all recognize that where one ends up
is hugely and persistently boundaried
by where and when and why one starts.

Business As Usual
does not trust mutual subsidiarity
except in embryonic through innocent young child incarnations,
with DNA-driven original ecosystemic norms 
of fractal-complementary fold/unfold thermodynamic balance.

But my more permacultural business as usual
begins with diversely entwined
mutually defining and enriching,
protecting and promoting,
grassroot and vision-seed investors,
wisely trusting our multicultural anthrocentric planning process 
and nutrition-balancing budget.

My PermaCulture Trust in integral,
holistic,
and sacred principles of complementarity
operates under and within geometric,
biometric,
systemic primal relationship assumptions
of kosmic original intent:
We are all poli-economically within this Golden Rule Universe together.
Everyone,
regardless of species or ecosystemic dialect and rhythm of identity,
is a potential Golden Rule PermaCultural Ally,
CoMentor
in a (0)-core landscaped Universe.

Metaphor and story,
analogy and biology,
ecology and teleology and theology,
syllogisms and algorithms
mutually comprehend this eternal moment's orthopraxis
of (0)-footprint bicameral co-empathic trust.

This radical and profound active trust
is our complementary faith
in time's unfolding nutritional balance,
our understory of pedagogical deep-learning structures
found within religion,
ecology,
trees,
minds as also bodies,
moments and days and years and centuries of evolving history,
ReGenerative Open EcoSystemic Design.

If this PermaCulture word had been visible to Bucky Fuller,
writing about synergetic bio- and eco-systems,
he might have entitled his universalist prosepoetry
and design scriptures
PermaCultural System Design and Development.

When Thomas Kuhn's Problem of Incommensurability
points to
Solutions of CoEmergent MultiParadigmatic MultiRegenerational Commensurability,
then I recognize dissonance
within a more resonant meta-paradigm
as more than hopeless suffering.

We act in cooperative trust
that dissonant
notnot
Absence of Potential Resonance,
feelings of poli-economic longing for relational resolution,
become our teachers of opportunities 
to avoid monocultural-trending climatic ego-identity crises.

Noticing absence of fully matured relational trust
unveils potential for more deeply integrating
exegetical truths of mutual subsidiarity 
with eisegetical agapic-beauty of complementary vocations.

Why settle for self or other;
not healthy-wealth WinWin?





Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016


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If Time is Money

Does your money derive from health-regenerative investments?

Well, what could that mean?

Do you make your money, honey, 
with both light and dark co-arising memory
of midway love and peace intent,
avoiding anger-fear monoculturally competitive
dominant-power relationships,
and struggles against others,
against Earth,
choosing to struggle with cognitive-affective
chronic neural-temporal dissonance,
indicators of imbalance issues,
and opportunities for more polyculturally nutritious
sensory-neural-nutritional
regeneratively-intended 
ecosystemic polyculturing health-trend outcomes?

Is that your elevator speech, or Pledge of Allegiance to ReGenerative Health?

I thought it was a question that assumed
you don't like elevator pitches 
for more money being removed from your pocket,
whether asking or being asked,
don't matter,
bad timing to invest in one-way elevator rides.

Try it again,
what is this regenerative health investment
you think we both have in mind and body?

Is your time and money invested
in this cooperative stream of Earth's regenerate evolution,
co-arising revolution of transition crisis times
as ecoconscious bilateral,
and, by the way, 
therefore evolving-emergent as bicameral-neural
light of logos fractal-ecologic?

I most certainly hope not!!!
That sounds much too grand for EgoMe.

But, your most active stage of hope,
the one more important than all those that could possibly follow,
is now,
this moment,
is always the permaculturist's nutritional Zero-Centric Zone of Ego/Eco
regenerative development and focus

Before you in each relationship and transaction,
political and economic,
two primal principles of cooperative economic investment,
possibly of interest to philanthropic,
and religious,
and large-scale public economic/political health-culture research investors,
but most certainly of interest to EgoYou.

Such a sweeping scale of regenerativity.
Are you sure you can deliver such rich fertility
with my money?
Where are your outcomes of such vast healthy wealth?

You need not search this mindbody proposal
to see if I am community invested,
if time and life are money-valued commodities,
my money and health and regenerative potential
for sale or rent
in exchange for what quality of money,
what source of health investment
absorbing dualdark angry-fearful past pathology?

This proposal comes to you
through deep-nested communities
of co-cultural time as light investment.

What are your layers of cooperative political
and economic investment,
where lie these mutually-subsidiary networks?

My communities are interdependent communicators,
co-empathic autonomic
rich paradigmatic intent and polycultural practice.

Are your health outcomes of potential interest
only to our human tribe,
or is there a cooperative DNA/RNA synergy 
demonstrated in your proposal design,
budget,
and/or installation investment plan?

Which cooperative investment communities appear
as higher risk potential divestors
due to internal monoculturally-dominant
political and economic assumptions? 

How do you propose to avoid Business As Usual 
anthrocentric-normative trends?

Who do you propose will hope and plan to do business with you,
and how,
through mutual barter, and/or cooperation?
And who intends to continue doing business competitively,
without you? And why?

Who do you hope and plan to invest in
and not invest in,
to achieve healthy helpful outcomes,
and what and how,
whether barter, competition, or cooperative absorption
into our Help As Health Bank?

Your proposal outcomes,
for each moment and day and year,
like your own embryonic Ego life,
should demonstrate early investors,
how you will optimize  polyculturally inclusive outcomes
of equitable harmony,
especially if you are not beginning
with a clearly articulated 
and balanced 
health-regenerative theory
root-systemic base
to compost rich fertile health-enculturation.

I will consider your deep learning/listening proposals
each and every moment of each day and night
of mutual ecoconsciousness,
asking where does this proposal fit best 
within our cooperative health-as-help portfolio
with other potential investments at this time,
and/or
to consider in light of prior 
and still ongoing 
cooperative-healthguild investments,
and their comparative health v. pathology outcomes
for future regeneration
of Earth's multiculturing Time.

Please be sure any investment opportunities
explicitly measure future polycultural sensory-health 
against current comparatively monocultural,
over-competitive economic and political status-quo risks,
not only within your Nature-Investment Program Outcomes
but also how nutritional results
will be winnowed and seed-selected,
decomposed to enrich
your own future regenerative Interior Landscape,
your health lives of love
with your original and ongoing cooperators,
yourselves in aligning/maligning relation with others.

Perfect, all here and accounted for.
So, how are you investing and divesting
as our
"Cooperative Help As Health Bank"
ecological economic and political health
polycultural outcome proposal
within your own time as money investment portfolio?










Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016


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Water's Weakness

There is nothing weaker than water
But none is superior to it in overcoming the hard,
For which there is no substitute.
(Laotse, "Nothing Weaker Than Water", Lin Yutang, trans.)

That weakness of mind and body overcomes strength
And uniting co-gentleness overcomes uniform rigidity,
No Yang does not know;
No yin can put into practice.

Therefore the Sage Says:
"Who receives unto self the calumny of the world
Is the preserver of an equilibrious state.
Who bears the dissonant sins of the world's living systems
Is the resonantly full-conscious bicameral mentor 
within this NOW world moment."

Straight words seem crookedly dissonant, 
distorted, 
unparadigmed.
Evolution's Time seems revolutionary.
(Adapted from "Nothing Weaker Than Water")

Prophecy's weakness is lack of redemptive empowerment.

The strength of prophecy
for redemptive effectiveness
is its weakness
as culturally dissonant.
Too much dissonance is dismissed as insanity
or sainthood
or martyrdom
or suicide.

Too little dissonance is not prophetic
and therefore not co-redemptive.

This cutting edge
tipping wu-wei point of rationality
is the weakness of optimally ebbing and flowing water
as ecological synergy
as Positive Yang balancing Negentropic Yin-Yin
Win-Win 
Double SpaceTime Binding Teleology.

When Yin-Water absorbs Earth,
then She becomes stagnant entropy,
chaos,
disorganized
dissonantly dismayed
unable to continue flowing,
flexing,
fluxing,
surfing.
A Uniformed Yin EcoCenter 
evolves as stagnant pond
what were dynamic rivers,
seasonally surfing oceans--
a Holding Space wherein Time stands relativistically
and 3-dimensionally,
still,
like a vacuum of interior landscaped atmosphere;
more likely to produce a horrific monoculture
of mold and mosquitoes
than motion
and revolutionary change.
For this we want Time's river function,
swelling springs of Transmillennial comprehensive consciousness.

Western Business-As-Usual culture
understands love as "kindness."
Coincidentally,
Eastern permacultural comprehensive consciousness of Time
as panentheistic and teleological "love"
evokes mutual, co-redemptive, namaste--
A Buberian mutually mentored I-Thou bow.

Love, 
mutual gratitude of synergetic energy,
requires a Bucky Fuller dynamic balance
between freedom to comprehend and embrace
our eco-center in each eternal moment,
as subconscious freedom from awareness of only Ego,
our more limited Left-brain's "small-self" center.

Kindness, and unkindness,
are gratefully, and rudely,
extended, not extended,
to ourselves as co-empathized "Other."
These are ego-ionic actions
to teach us how to be more mutually generous
in each of our primal relationships
with Love's ecological comprehension
of Time's Yangish and Yinnish rebalancing ways.

What is fair,
within contentious issues,
is found where our mutually held eco-center points,
always wu-wei midway between
the most Yang-power value extreme
and the most Yin laissez-faire "both-and" inclusively uniting absorbancy.
Nature abhores a perfect vacuum of either Yang or Yin,
Left with Right languaged intelligence.

When we identify with a "downstream" yin position,
our underdog empathy extends to include
reaching toward  increasingly marginalized and irrational
"Other" position of empathic identity.
Our eco-centric Right-brain starts from this position,
as a holonic reiteration of "Self's" encultured history,
then flows economic and ecological "generosity"
of loving values
"upstream" toward our mutually mentored,
taught,
experienced,
planted and rooted and trimmed and pulled, and encoded lexicon,
decomposed and empathized,
intuited Yang position,
looking for that tipping point boundary of the unconscious
that is wide enough to capture all synergetically oriented practitioners
racing issues through our surfing moments and lives.

Justice trickles up and out,
as well as down and in,
washing back and forth through fields of unconscious cognitive dissonance,
to emerge toward a consensus of collectively generous,
but not overly generous,
merciful,
inclusive coredeemer ecojustice.
An enculturation laundry,
but go easy on the yin-bleach.

If I lacked something of the "underdog,"
the "understory,"
the "criminal" and "crazy"
within my holonic human nature,
then my nature would be neither holonic nor human.
Yang's "bad boy" universalist megalomania
and sociopathological ego-power
is a challenging competitive dimension
within our ego-centric,
anthropomorphic view,
of evolution's meaning;
while Yin's ubiquitous "Other"-love as "Self,"
generosity to the extreme of unitarian self-exiting wishfulness,
is our more primal RNA holonic-cellular intelligence
of generosity's ecological win-win scenario,
devoid of ego's self-distinguishing,
and often dissonant,
and too loud,
and Left-brain dominant,
voice and language.

Kindness and unkindness are transactions between unequals.
Generosity and stinginess of empathy,
and what eco-consciousness invites
as appropriately proportional response,
are transactions between mutual mentors
of gratitude, and lack thereof.

Differences between ego's intended kindness
and eco's well-practiced generosity
include a Taoist position that kindness and unkindness
are not found in nature,
although love,
as synergetic mutual gravity,
is the source of natural systems,
of bilateral life and time,
as opposed to the existence of...
well...
nothing; entropic unconsciousness.

Kindness suggests I am extending something to another
that this person has not earned,
does not rightfully and justly deserve
within the normal flow of time's river.

Generosity is a mutually intended practice
of radical equanimity and empathy,
a grateful acceptance of our profound interdependence
of cause and effect,
stimulus and response.
Generosity is about absorbing and hopefully co-redeeming
our mutual assets and liabilities
to resolve an issue
whose outcome can be a mutual win
from a position of profoundly radical
coincidental/correlational
mutual mentorship co-identity.
I show you mine
if you truly swim with me.







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Climatic Parable

Once within our time,
SkyPrince and SunGod talk,
as usual,
endlessly actually,
sending their radiant messages
out toward mutually gravitating receivers,
no Yins allowed to pitch;
just catch integrative flow.

SkyPrince wonders if SunGod might consider turning down his heat,
and wanders aloud as Sun burns enlightening embodied minds,
"I'm worried about EarthGoddess,
she seems wilting
and actually melting on her polar caps."

SunGod wishes this were funny,
or wrong,
just a mistake somehow,
maybe her time of this post-millennial period.
"Business As Usual," echoes SunGod.
"My fire burns her waters into that amazing green-blue skin of hers.
Climate change pathology evolves like wind through your air-brained
SkyPrince head.
Business As Usual!"

Meanwhile, 
WaterPrincess keeps her primally balancing distance
from SunGod's overheating reign.
Still,
very still,
too still,
she melts within EarthGoddess.
And, with her Earth's diverse species
until EarthGoddess' soil becomes dry as dust.
Her cooperative economic and ecological soul
unravels dishumanic culture,
preparing for her transmutation 
into Yin's cold hibernating cave
of deep echo-logical nightmares,
galloping full horsepowered,
feverishly racing racism,
to prove we are chickens in our own messy soup
melting together and flying apart.
WaterPrincess weeps and seeps down in to Earth's Core
overheating compost's ecotherapeutic heart.

SunGod notices WaterPrincess,
too frequently absent from his divine comedy.
"She fails to feel my good humored rays
of wise warm radiance.
This feels more feminist Left than justly Righteous"
glooms SunGod's manic calculating ways.
He glimpses dissonant doubt
where his regenerative organisms had been competing virgins
to cooperative sex,
much less mutually maximizing economic flow-power,
or crystal mirror echoes of ecologic myth and language.
SunGod weeps and wilts his PrincessWater.

Earth Goddess succumbs toward SunGod's redeeming shaded fears.
Her revolutionary octaves fill with pregnant repurpose
and rehabilitating permacultural designs of herstoric matriarchal culture.
Her justice joys his peaceful recommitment
toward balancing polycultural praxis.
Family ecotherapy wins our health-enculturing history.

YangGod kisses EarthYinGoddess
as Left deductive embraces Right inductive prime-empathic balance
as human nature competes to cooperatively regenerate
what nature coinsedately incarnates 
to sing full octaved Earth Day Opera,
remembering future full-told tales of SunLeft induces EarthRights,
Earth resolves Sun's pay-ray-forward gifts,
reading absolves left to right rooted Informating Tree leaves
happily ever after now and here.


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Integrity v Hypocrisy

What exactly is our primal and primary agenda?

To optimize ecological health
endosymbiotically and ectosymbiotically,
both within and without,
yet nondually;
two Yang/Yin
Convex/Concave
faces of our universal permacultural love project--
sometimes rather loosely called "human nature."

There is nothing even the most ruthless sociopath could do
to stop this evolutionary advent,
because this positive health culture
emerges from competitive monocultural Business As Usual
as day emerges from night,
as summer springs forth from winter's dual-dark purgation
of matter synergizing energetic root systems,
decomposing regenetic folds of time's co-arising gravity.

Ego is my local environment
struggling to breathe within ecologos,
balancing nature-systems.

Consistent reiteration of gratitude
for each breath
and heart beat
and thought or silence
co-arises cosmological synergy;
Endo- within ecto-symbiotic
positive evolution.

An articulating economy of love
grows co-arising generosity as stimulant,
with gratitude as uniting integral response.
This metasystemic stimulus-response
as diastolic generosity-gratitude
establishes a positive double-binding trend
toward polyculturally inclusive outcomes.

Effective permaculturists produce self-optimizing 
climaxing
polyculturally beloved outcomes;
economic, 
ecological,
binomially political balancing systemic, 
and positive psychological.


Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015


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2020 ReVolution

Numbers, numerals,
like words,
combinations of letters,
mean something,
sometimes more secular,
sometimes more sacred ecological.

Numerals and letters share sacred iconic human-intelligence root systems
within a bicameral ecology of mind-body nonduality,
both RightBrain matriarchal empowering flow of integrity (Czikszentmihalyi)
and LeftBrain patriarchal Yang deductive empowered language
of ecological-bilateral numerals (B. Fuller).

Numbers,
like rhythms and fractal-holonic patterns,
show up in nature,
as natural primal relationships
with the revolutions of seasonal eco-development time.

We have Century Plants
blossoming only once in 100 years.
Where did they learn their metric-memory skills,
RNA-rooted intelligence?

We have histories of locusts
swarming every 25 years.
How many generations is that
in locust co-intelligence?

We have Old Faithful.
How do these bio-ecosystems know when it is time to show up,
and when it is time for Business As Usual,
not show off?

When is it time for numeric revolutionary performances,
and more aptic time for normal evolutions
of everyday,
in-between
fertile enhealthing
enriching
ecological seasons?

Bicamerally-bilaterally structured humans
have 1,000 year millenniums,
boundary periods of ecological discernment,
sacred-secular nondual potentials increased
for Left-Right balance development,
scientifically conservative yet also spiritually progressive,
for healthier conversations between our Yang Patriarchal languaged LeftBrains
and our Yin-Matriarchal-Integral
relational rhythmed 
ecological patterned,
formed,
symmetric
sacred-iconic nurturing RightBrain.

These revolutionary recycling events
feel more sacred
than humdrum secular
not 100th year,
not 25th year,
not one thousandth year,
and yet there is a building up prophetic era
emerging from secular medians
toward sacred climax,
just as there is a  sacred afterglow of memory
reweaving these repurposing miracles
of life's iconic mysteries.

What if LeftBrain has developed iconic political powers of language
speaking of, and longing for,
regenerative conservation of ecologically healthy meaning?
Purposive,
naturally effective,
cooperative communicating;
while RightBrain,
older on the phylogenic ladder of DNA revolution
of what had been RNA polytheistic root systemic health-wealth 
normal evolutionary symmetries 
of organic health.

Matriarchal reverse-hierarchical extending family trees,
singing and dancing
marching and flying and swimming
ecstatically climaxing for and with economic-ecologic
iconic seasonal re-integrity,
wealth ionic-contenting health,
karmic flow of right-timed bliss,
erotic through agapic sacred grace
of regenerate health-wealth co-arising
Left-Right nonduality,
ego/eco-political empowering enlightenment of polypathic trust,
(0) soul, 
sum, 
core millennial balancing.

A great deal has been LeftBrain written
about the iconic historical evolution of numerals.
Perhaps a great deal more has been felt
about the RightBrain embryonic ElderMatriarchal womb,
virginal bilateral emptiness
of polypathic-estrogenetic zero (0),
and the LeftBrain Yang convex-vertical
prominant testoster-oned one (1).

But, both seem to ecologically deliver themselves
in PositiveRegenerative and NegativeDegenerative spectral multicultural varieties,
balancing at the DoubleNegative tipping points of equivalence,
Left-Right cognitive confluence,
rather than cognitive-affective ecologically more secular climates
of everyday Business As Usual competitive political dissonance.

What might it mean to have 2020 bicameral ecopolitically balanced ReVolutioning Vision?
To bicamerally hear,
to multicultural civil eco-service rights and wrongs taste,
to matriarch-cooperative network
economic slow fertile climax growth of ecological-flow feel,
ecopolitically co-arising nondual post-millennial mindbodies
of Left-Right ego/eco-balancing consciousness?

Permaculturally nutritious ecopolitical designs could emerge
before the upcoming 
nondual-loving
secular-sacred 
revolutionary Roaring 2020s.


Interesting about early not-so-Presidential Executive Orders
to immediately dismantle,
by means of neglect to feed and water,
our imperfect frames for national access to health care
and national, even international, access to global climate health,
to the full extent now lawful.

How could this be any post-millennial climate health afterglow at all?
I wonder in bicameral dismay.


As we incarnate 2020 Vision
among Washington's pay for public play rendered,
would it not be our health and safety collective duty
to defend resilient health and resonant happiness,
safety and prosperity,
freedom from unhealthy exploitation of Earth's resources
and freedom toward healthy development
of regenerative climate bio and ecotherapies?

What could our democratic unity of ecopolitical Zero states
of healthy and secure mind and body nondually mean,
if not to cooperatively pursue healthy biological
and sacred ecological
climates?

So these Executive Orders
appear uncivil nonservice,
intrinsically anti-health and happiness AntiConstitutional to me,
for any civil servant of health and safety
anathema of plutocratic anthrocentric hubris,
both politically and economically untenable
for our shared healthy futures,
and future health restorations.

Are these early indicators 
that anti-regenerative supremacy
has become a self-impeaching
excommunicating offense
against basic first premises of a fearlessly trusting democracy?
Freedom of and for health and safety
with fertile cooperative 2020 integrity
of ego-ecotherapeutic character,
WinWin politically cooperative
defensively secure conservation
of growing climate health-progressive trends,
ecological-economic nondual opportunities
to reduce high-risk competitive climates of dehumanizing
dualistic
nature-spirit anti-ecological pathology?

Numbers, numerals,
like words, composed of sacred letters 
within secular democratic constitutions,
mean something secularLeft-sacredRight nondual
rising 2020 ReVolutions.








Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2017


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Empathy as Green Democracy

I don't think it's just me.
I find myself challenged to change LeftBrain cognitive beliefs,
languaged abstractions of personal knowledge,
perhaps because it is not possible to change Right Brain's
Elder feelings of co-empathic trust
where dipolar co-arising mutual immunity
raises dissonance as noisy pathology.

I discover this issue as more of a question
about changing my feelings
by changing my beliefs about feelings
as something that could be wrong,
should be different, in a healthier, better, more beautiful world,
would be better if I were a better person,
we would feel and think better, if we could comprehend
our PermaCultural Golden SelfAsOther Political/Economic Rules
of ecological dialects,
political health-power trends
with economic reiteratively polyculturing relationships.

Sometimes when I empathically feel like why and why not
I believe something is not right
about what I think I should rationally define as correct,
according to Business As Usual LeftBrain deductive dominance,
should be truth,
should become exegetical,
emerge as permaculturally orthodox co-empathic dominance,
unquestionable feeling/belief in health v pathology,
then I also think my RightBrain feelings
of not right-true
shadowing LeftBrain cooperative-affective dissonant information
of not Left-Right balanced languaged cultural belief,
yet;
truth-statement belief with empathic trust v. mistrust,
distrust as untrust,
chronically evolves as anti-trust, hatred,
monoculturally sociopathic
in more climatically critical political and economic
as ecological events.

I am reading Dr. Cyrus Ernesto Zirakzaden's excellent
"Social Movements in Politics".
The more I read,
the more troubled I feel about this choice of title.
It doesn't feel like it fully matches
the rich evolutionary messages unfolding behind these history lessons.

For example,
Zirakzaden, using Business As Usual academic-analytical narrative voice,
articulates the evolution of West Germany's political/economic
ecological environment,
the prelude understory leading toward more recent historical-cultural emergence of the Green Party,
in the late twentieth century
since the emergence of what became,
as far as I recall from my religious history lessons,
the Christian Party.

Given the enculturing titles of West Germany's social-political systemic structures,
if feels likely many Greens
would prefer Zirakzaden's choice of title to have been
"Political Movements within Judeo-Christian Organized Crimes Against Nature".

How I feel about this story
influences how I think I would best step into it,
empathize within these shifting thoughts and feelings,
most nutritionally,
most informed by empathic poli-economic trust
in healthy feelings,
in feelings which are healthy by definition of their accuracy,
their integrity,
their honesty,
speaking to pathological appositional beliefs as dis-regenerative,
diseased,
dissonant,
troubling.

Yet, this empathy requires a poli-economic choice
between using Advocate v Academic Voice,
at least on paper,
or invested in our great transitional digital cloud of unknowing.

The Green Party emerges as a social-political movement
away from Judeo-Christian Traditions
of Organized Pathological Stewardship,
problematic where divorcing human nature from co-arising sacred nature
of nondual nature/spirit biosystems,
love as synergy,
spiritual minds as natural sensory transregenerational bodies,
Green as notnot Revelations
of Organized Crimes Against OurSelves,
all Earth Tribes,
Earth and her regenerative open-solar co-arising
nondual EcoLogical EcoSystem.

As an EarthTribe global citizen,
reading about W. Germany's Green emergence,
I empathize with the Green Party
as Political Movement Heroine/Hero
EcoTherapeutic Story,
virally inserting ourselves
within every pore and cell
of our Elder Judeo/Christian/Islamic  Story
including Crimes Against Earth
now struggling to change our poli-economic key
from minor to major PermaCultural Development
as CoEmpathic Creative Design
and Primal Purpose for Politics
as a Science;
an EcoTherapeutic Political Tao of Science.

In "Trust in Black America"
Dr. Shayla C. Nunnally explores comparative politics of trust,
mistrust,
distrust,
and probably hate as measured in recent survey samples--
where haters would be unlikely to erupt from sinister closets.

Here we find political trust,
and lack thereof,
follows ecopolitical history,
power-over through Judeo-Christian-Islamic ownership
as the full story about stewardship,
while power-with through empathy
co-arises nondual mutually subsidiary mentorships of ecotrust,
most richly found in cultural-ethnic historical enclaves
within embryonic Earth's OrganicTribal Congress
of ReGenerate-Healthy Evolution.

Even so, my historically nurtured empathic trust,
like everyone else's, 
begins in embryo,
the dynamic fractal-existentialism of DNA
I believe and feel intends to grow out
as polypathically as politically and economically possible
from that safe healthy ZeroZone epicenter,
ecocenter of healthy holonic humane life.

Empathic Trust is cognitive-affective default
on the love-peace side of history,
absorbing enslaving other-as-self hate, 
anger-fear appositional warring about incommensurable positions
yet still within our own political-economic identity equation.

If we need trusting beliefs
to fully embrace empathic feelings,
do we also need untrusting pathological absence of belief
to fully embrace fears of mutual immunity,
internal ambiguities of unresolved ego/eco
Left/Right,
Self/Other ownership of mutually nutritional trust,
not quite yet discovered?
A mix of more active distrusting juxtapositions about fundamentals of ecobalance
and more moderate mistrusting juxtapositions about proportional aesthetics of multicultural truths;
diverse political positions internally and externally conversing,
noticing and listening for Golden co-empathic trust
to follow nondual bilateral light.

Equal polynomial primal synergy parts
in-between past anger and future fear hearts.




Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016


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Universal Credit Union

Stepped inside Bucky's Universal Credit Union today
to ask what could I invest in
with least risk
and greatest potential for self-optimizing return?

He invited me to sit down
to consider cooperative transactions
as our intentional understory
camouflaged within our ecotherapeutic relationships,
like summer's warm sun emerging from winter's cold clouds,
like noon folding out from appositional midnight,
like death enfolding regenerative life,
like life unfolding transmorphic death of Mother's absorbent egg,
like space unfolding time's eternally present 
diastatically emergent 
NOW.

So, here I sit
while economic advisor Fuller
explicates his negative corollary:
sociopathic Win-Lose strategies of domination
and dissonant relationships with oneself
others,
Earth and all her diversely lovely tribes,
is business-as-usual competitive investment
or disinvestment away from: 
cooperative compassion,
ecotherapeutic justice for all,
choosing to live within mutual subsidiarity
and solidarity of purpose.

I was hoping to find and incubate a nest egg
free of unbalanced blemish,
divested of too much Yang empowerment
of competitive Western culture,
Left-brain domination of Earth's Yin-Yin
Win-Win chronic thrival of the integrative fittest,
like permaculturist designs and cooperative lifestyles,
time's yang/yin spirally revolving balancing ergodic act
of thermodynamic and electrogravitational balance,
rather than increasing climatic eruptions within 
and without.

This Universal Credit Union follows Intelligent Cooperative Design,
synergetic,
active mutual-mentoring principles and investment policies,
Bucky responds,
supporting our logical conclusion,
our current ecological outcome,
that Yang-Left brain competitive Win-Lose cultural domination
trends already toward burning,
consuming more of Time's resources,
enspaciating
incarnating a planetary hydraulic temporal crisis.
Our decompositional function, as a species,
has not kept pace with regenerating Earth's Solar Systemic balanced nature.
We "educate" both producers and consumers
about most everything except how to keep these two primal
Yang with Yin flow and form and force functions in balance
as individuals
and families,
neighborhoods and indigenous communities of increasingly siloed,
isolating, 
marginalizing
disrespecting
desacralizing our evolved diversity.

Those with eyes and ears to see and hear eco-centrically,
join this Universal Credit Union.
Those who see and hear best,
most ecologically,
remain most rationally
and mindfully-conscious
and cooperative economists;
rather far afield from Dominatrix 
short-term stock holder incorporation,
incarnation,
enculturation about ownership without commitment,
passive-aggressive possession and dispossession.

I would very much like to invest in this natural resource we call time.
To invest in working with time,
is to divest of working against time.
To struggle with time together,
is to divest of struggling against time.
To invest in designing with time's natural seasons and days 
and consumer-producer balancing ways,
is to divest of designing against time's intrinsic
permacultural nature.

Our Universal Credit Union's self-optimizing ecotherapy
balances dipolar time's negative correlational view
of full Yang as overly dominating and toxic power,
and full Yin as overly chaotic, entropic disynergetic,
disunitarianism;
lack of discernible relationship, 
resonance,
resolution,
regeneration,
redemption,
lack of an on-target balance, 
wu-wei response.

Predicting cooperative economic optimization
follows permacultural design precedent,
balancing four essential natural functions,
each within its dynamic season:
Summer's full production follows new life's energetic consumption,
as winter's decompositional design analysis
follows autumn's falling regenerative seeds.
Ecojustice practice seeds naturally cooperative production 
as ecotherapeutic temporal design and intention
informs future's regeneration of living diversity,
evolution.

This permaculturing credit union actively loves win-win cooperation
with time.
Time's power is not our ultimate shared enemy.
Time reveals its nutritious and/or toxic nature
through our relationships,
our transactions,
our actions together or divisive,
through what we absorb,
consume,
and what we produce,
what we dissonantly or confluently offer
with each communication,
day,
and life.

Given your current assets,
responsibilities,
investments,
vocations,
family,
property and cooperative political and sociotherapeutic values,
and disvalues,
all your confluences and dissonances,
all your positives and negatives,
all your loves and your hates,
all your ego power and your eco-passioned mind,
your win-win gaming assumption
that we are all invested in regenerative life together,
then what do your negative dissonant competitives
teach you about future possibilities for positive confluent cooperatives?

For each human natural system,
whether we sub-optimize with ego-centric awareness,
or synergetically optimize with eco-centric consciousness,
depends on which one we feed most nutritiously.

Never give up.
Always give down stream, whenever possible.
Time's creative right-now interdependent risk,
for freedom and opportunity,
for justice with peace,
is Yang-future as Yin-past karmic eternal presence,
gifting each one forward toward downstream,
while looking out and up stream with gratitude
for all who have come through this DNA string
back to our shared RNA original point of time's awareness,
meaning,
and balancing purpose of synergetic, 
loving life.

We only give downstream, toward our future, 
what and whom we would all hope to receive from upstream's past.
We never give out to a hopeless past;
we always give in to our faithful present.
We never give back our gifts from time's past.
We always give forward 
to cooperatively invest in our shared therapeutic future.

We soar through time's economy together
when we avoid competing to individually fly up and out and apart.














Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015


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Greedy man die greedy man celebrate

greedy man die greedy man celebrate
one man meat 
is another man's poison
it doesn't change
birds of same feather
it doesn't change them 
fighting to eat off the 
bread of another
while they grow rich 
their greed grow 
with high competition
with a life of no satisfaction

greedy man die greedy man celebrate
trust no one 
is well understood by the greed
even among their caucus
they pretend to trust 
on same aim
yet their ambitions differs
in their taste of more
they chase by all means
their desire 
not minding who is hurt
or not 
business as usual 
is always their logo
as much as they hang out
together in their gangs
their heart are far together
cos to their blood
they are use to fear 

greedy man die greedy man celebrate
one man meat 
is another man's poison
is well spelled on the life's
of this greedy monsters?
so it means an opportunity
when one greedy man die 
to another greedy man 
to take over 
the heart of the greedy rejoice
as much as his face pretend
to be sad when he morn's 
the dead greedy friend
greed is a various
that lives in the soul of 
the weak in chase of 
material wealth 
greed is an illness 
when a man becomes
too ambitious without? caution
so  on the faces of 
greedy caucus
morning a dead greedy man 
lies the truth that 
greedy man die greedy man celebrate


Copyright © richard nnoli | Year Posted 2017


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En-trumped

En-trumped

There are many en-tities. Narrative psychologist speak of living and telling 
a story. Our lives should be as we en-live them and en-story them. We tell 
our tale as we see it, at the moment over time, oscillate between the future, 
past and present and form a dialogue between the four of us. 

Sense who we are, have been, will be and in the long and short make sense of it 
all. Relieve all our fragmentations and hopefully extimate all the stuff which manipulates us. 

Get rid of outside indoctrination, introjections and internalisations and place them, where they rightfully belong.

Into the outside world and not contaminating our inner Selves.

And yet we do not live in a vacuum, but cater for context and contingency. Nothing wrong with that, although the world seems to be pretty incontinent with lots of **** going on, infringing our sanity, with perpetual madness trumping it all.

It has been said all along, that if the not so United States of globalised power sneezes, the rest of us catch a cold and I am shivering chilly and burning sweats and hot and cold wars, when I should be peacefully sitting in my garden and listen to spinning Oms of the planet. 

Difficult to meditate though, when my life is macerated and infiltrated by the constant dribble of news from the leader of the self-appointed ‘free and democratic’ policeman, governing from Washington. District of Columbia drugged to the gills by narcissistic megalomania and delusion.

Trump is everywhere and the novelty has worn off. Overkill has reached my zenith, the line has been crossed and only I can overcome the venomous poison which blights my days. Boredom can be dangerous, but enough is enough.

Donald, the pussy grabbing misogynist and macho xenophobe is everywhere, oozing fake news and miserable truths with his orange visage turning darker, disturbing my freedom. 

Personality disorder with mushroom hair looming dark in nuclear threat and fall out omnipresent. 

I am sick and tired of the antics, the bully bulldozing through our lives and the self-gratifying twitter soundbites flowing from the screens in my gym, while I exercise to escape from the bedlam. He is an icon of sorts, a revolting pop star and no doubt, psychopaths have always been effective in drawing us minions into a web of lies and sociopathic adherence. But can I ignore the writing on the walls of silence? Will my shouts bring him down or will I succumb to depressed resignation.

With political freeze advancing, the trump clown’s image and messages sport from T-shirts and head gear, but the paraphernalia lack the scull and bones they really deserve. Little snow globes enclose Trump, safely sheltered by translucent plastic, in which he wields the sword and red button at Putin in a Punch and Judy charade of pulverising proportions. Trump pencils and stationery, skimpy underwear, tattoos, baseball bats and toy guns everywhere and surely some **** shop sells Trump trademark S and M dildos for instant gratification. 

The Monopoly game liberates Wall Street, Aleppo, Mosul, Tehran and Kiev, with little tanks, drones and ground troopers advancing to the throw of the dice. One problem is that the game is programmed on auto pilot with none of us in playful control of the board.

Trump is collectible. Little tin soldiers and civilians lack the odd leg, rape cards are exchanged for points and for mutual anticipation and puzzles are completed with Damascus reconstructed.

Spot the difference, tunnels in Afghanistan before and after the bombs. Lucky dips in which little smarties hanker for their miniature leader and Hopscotch for girls and for girls only, but beware of the mines. Football for boys with Guantanamo the goal. 

Leviathan oozes into living rooms and studies and the reality show is complete. No one can claim that we have not been warned and we either rise or rise from the ashes and radiate uranium in the thereafter.

Back to the entities. The picture is rather wholesome and complete. En-lived and en-storied by a madman. Increasingly so our stories are told for us by a foolish malignant jester, fostering his market value for business as usual and therein lies the method. Lived to the screams of a template of shining gloom and the constant dribble of Trump, the show is meant to hypnotise us into a dream world of inertia and collusion.

I do not want to be en-trumped any longer, but is there a choice in the matter. I am either for him or against him, caricature of bad politics or not. Endurance not tolerance is called for, insufferable suffering has a meaning and the Berlin Wall did not crumble with soporific denial.

Trump on the dartboard and grab the bull’s eye by the cantankerous horns. Dis-en-trumping is quite sexy and intimate, when extimation holds the darts to survival.

18th April 2017






Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2017


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The Money Tree

The economy is sagging and times are hard
The wolves are hungry, we are feeling the bite
A time to pull together, not pull each other apart
Where i bank is on a tough boulevard
Filled with drug addicts, thugs looking for a fight
Acting like fools who think that they are smart

Front of the bank sits out in plain view
Back side, a parking lot and a ATM machine
People come and go, business as usual
But the thieves are watching what they do
Then waiting to pounce and strip them clean
Acting like beggars, but really criminal

First of the month, time for the Social Security check
Say an elderly Hispanic lady comes to draw her money out
Seeing on of the bums she says, "Oh mi pobre hijos"
Taking her coin purse and giving him a dollar, she is in for a wreck
The next thing she knows, knocked to the ground, no time to shout
The bandits are gone with her money without a adios

Stunned and dazed, her glasses knocked from her face
They are no where around, vanished into thin air
Struck like lighting and a clap of thunder
Cops are called, but they find no trace
All that is left is the pain from the pair
A storm drain a cross from the parking lot, they went down under

To "The Crack house", when they come out of the other side
For some strange reason the cops never have  a clue
But can happen to you and me
"The Tunnel " is where the thieves live and hide
So then it is party time for them and the crew
Tomorrow, the hungry wolves will be in the shade of the money tree


Copyright © Danny Nunn | Year Posted 2010


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Facing Racing Eyes

So, I guess a 12 year old
American brown male playing by himself
with a toy gun
is outside your boundary
for normal early-adolescent activity.

Well, I can see why you would need
to draw your boundary
for healthy rationality
outside his grassy field of fire-armed play.

I can see why we need to draw this line
of "only predictably domesticated life matters"
the way we do
to look our friends and children in the eyes
while saying,
"I can accept this loss
as one caused by an unfortunately timed
dual act of wildness;"

But is it not significantly wilder
to fire ballistics at youth
than for youth to fire only ballistic imagination?

I can see that we need to doubt
reasonable risks of public recreation
for some lives
differently than other lives
and times
to gaze into our social-cultural mirror
with both eyes
with fully comprehensive integrity:

"We accept that Black Adolescent Lives Splatter
loss across our leaking shared loves and livelihoods,
thereby wilting our collective mental health,
starving our social wealth for future regeneration,
and yet hope we still dream
of somehow re-transposing,
All Lives Matter
in current US eco-political culture.

Now that is egocentric mendacity;
not even Anthro-centric integrity.

We each and all must hunt our way
toward facing our fear of ourselves
our lack of empathy
and consciousness
our neglectful lack of fully activating functional-flowing information.

Some hunting ways bring further Business As Usual
cognitive-affective dissonance;
further failure of polycultural integrity,
further degenerative mono-egocultural stasis.

Some hunting ways promise more co-operative co-arising ballast
for culturally active hope.
It is this ballast we seek
between our self/other-reflecting eyes,
hoping to discover peace within as justice without,
and not more enslaving reductive addiction
to ballistics of overly-automated violence,
full-will without sufficient time to assess full-intent,
responding to fear of fear ourselves,
right between our blindered eyes.


Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015


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The Bailout Ballad - The Layman's Lament

One day not long past our economy faltered
And wouldn’t improve if our course were unaltered.

'Cause we buy stuff at Wal-Mart (where things are dirt cheap)
'Cause they buy from China (treats workers like sheep

(So farmers left farms and moved to the city.
And hoped for life better (no luck, such a pity) )).

They went right to work (but folks who had power
got 'em to work for six bits an hour).

To make matters worse our credit froze up.
Couldn't spend - couldn't borrow - couldn't buy a tin cup.

You think this is bad?  It's downhill from there.
Institutions cried "uncle" - said cupboards were bare.

Couldn't borrow, couldn't lend, no business as usual.
So they opened their books to wide-eyed perusal.

Our Treasury Secretary called Congress to action.
Said money was needed to unfreeze this impaction.

So they gave loads of money to our secretary mighty
Who they said was quite stern and not the least flighty.

He'd disburse the funds wisely with skill and great cunning.
He'd soon save us all with our economy running

Full tilt dead ahead.  We'd all have great jobs.
Or funds to build business.  No more wailing.  No sobs.

But he hadn’t a plan, no clue what to do.is
Gasp!  I’m shocked!  I’m surprised!  Weren’t you?

"The problem's bad assets.  I know what to do.
Throw billions to the wind to buy them from you!

It's a crisis, a panic, no time to lose!
So give me 300 billion dollars to use!"

Congress quick cut a check - didn’t ask any questions.
Full speed ahead - damn the objections!

Then five minutes later, he said.  "Sorry, my bad.
Sky's ok after all.  Billions gone.  So sad."

Next thing you know ’nother check's in the mail.
Now they thought lenders were too big to fail

So they gave them our billions and tried to act manly:
While sheepishly mincingly bailing out Morgan Stanley!

Money still wasn’t flowing so they tried a new tack.
Gave money to banks they needn’t pay back!

And what of the money they’d gotten for free?
They’d loan me the money they’d gotten from me!

The banks got a downpour but oh life is fickle.
While they bathe in money – for me?  Not a trickle.

Then came execs who'd wrecked A-I-G
They wept and they pleaded and cried, "Please save meeee!"

Fannie Mae queued up next just before Freddie Mac
Who lent money to people who couldn't pay back.

Congress gasped (so we'd notice) and then cried "Enough!"
To make it look good they called Lehman a bluff:

Sacrificially beheaded poor Lehman Brothers.
They gave them no money (unlike all the others)

But kept spending funds like water that's runny
With glee and abandon, disposition so sunny.

Through Fingers of Congress funds flowed like warm honey.
'Round town it got spent like Monopoly money.

"A billion here and a billion there and soon it's real money!"
I laughed once before but now it's not funny.

I’m sure I would spend it way better then you.
A deaf ear I'd turn to pleas of "me too".

I can't hear the cries the wails the shouts
The So Helpless pleadinghim beseeching handouts

And we're still on the hook for money by tons,
A stack past the moon if you use only ones!

How much do we owe?  Lean close and I'll tell you.
It’s the biggest darn number that ever befell you.

It's 3.5x10 to the twelf – 
A number so huge I can't count it myself.

So I worked with my neighbors and friends that I knew.
We'd just about finished when it quivered and grew.

We bravely pressed on but got worried because
It grew to a monster ten times what it was.

It far, far exceeds all the debt on my house.
Makes my debt seem much smaller than a flea on a mouse.

So here's what I owe, scientifically noted.
(No interest – it's merely the loan the bank floated)

It's 1.2x10 to the fifth.
If you say it's a trifle I'll really be miffed!

To me it's a fortune, a mountain, a gob.
It's enormous, it's huge –  a train-wreck-size glob.

But to you with your trillions it barely rates mention
A blip even smaller than my crummy old pension.

I'll make a comparison to give some perspective.
Divide smaller by bigger – a percent’s the objective.

The quotient is less than the least you might fine us:
Just 3.4x10 to the eighth minus!

That's 3.4 millionths expressed as percent
If you lost that amount would you care where it went?

If it fell from the table it wouldn't be missed.
Only know it was gone if you looked at your list.

Compared to the bailout and financial-type terror
My mortgage amounts to a small rounding error.

The amount is so small, a grain you can't see.
How much could hurt if it came back to me?

But accountants all say it would just cause inflation.
They say if I had it I could harm our whole nation!

Imagine that.  Me!  Oh the power I've got!
So just you tell me: should I use it?  Or not?

The problems roll on and Congress still spends.
Ford, G-MAC, and  Chrysler - the list never ends.

I want to flee far away when I consider this bailout.
Catch the next boat, settle in, and just sail out.

I’d find me a country where companies are smarter
And don't need my help like a belt needs a garter.

Whoops, I forgot.  It spans the whole world.
It catches each breeze like a sail unfurled.

So I fret and I grimace - it’s now up to trillions.
How long can it be ’til they’re spending quadrillions?!


Copyright © John Mudge | Year Posted 2016


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Revolution In Hand

Worth Two in a Buddha Universal Bush

Our permaculturist agenda,
primal principle of economic/ecological design,
is developing,
spreading,
hunting and stealing into fissures
fractally fracturing Business As Usual,
competitive monomials unveil Transitional Dual-Destiny of Time.

Nothing any one person or nation could do
or not choose to do
can stop this Polycultural Revolutionary Cooperative.
It is too late to stop,
too early to deductively dominate, 
contracting life's optimization with dissonant decomposing chaos.

This Revolution emerges from Business As Usual,
from Received View logistics,
from Win-Lose gaming and strategic anthro-centric evolutionary theories,
as day emerges from night,
as summer springs forward winter's dual-dark purgation
of matter's synergizing bilaterally energetic root systems,
decomposing regenetic folds of co-arising gravity,
gracious gravy,
positive balancing negative-squared karma,
incarnation
life as co-arising love,
as Polycultural Earth's Eternal Revolution.

On the other hand,
we have vast resources 
we could each pro-actively invest
in co-arising comprehensive revolution-consciousness
to optimize our healthy wealth of paradise,
each day,
with each cooperative choice 
to further evolve nature's revolution
by minimizing our human nature's ego-ionic
ironic small-self promotional decomposition
into Win-Lose theories of economic games,
competitive strategies for ecodislogical short-term gain.

Earth's Revolutionary Dual-Destiny Manifesto:
All DNA/RNA enscribed Earth Tribes
embrace our metasystemically therapeutic synergetic balance,
self-organizing equivalent enrichment,
nutritionally optimizing families and species.
This co-arising embrace is our economically co-redemptive vocation,
our human naturally ecological cooperative,
our permacultural designing subject of vast interest
with polycultural balancing Beloved Community objectives.

As Earth's synergy and human nature's love
grow analogously symmetrical,
co-arisingly synonymous
applicable to all life,
all natural systems,
any system worthy of this primally cooperative label,
so too ecological analogies of co-arising evolutionary balance,
formation,
information,
natural fractal and octave-frequency harmonics,
temporal four-seasonal development and decay,
these are economically analogous symmetries of reason
as fair-"true" balance
throughout all Earth's ecto-cooperative relationships
with endo-balancing, sometimes challengingly dissonant,
transactions
relationships of co-contentious competing,
struggling with "Other", while not struggling against,
toward co-arousal as co-gravitating energy.

Prophet of this Great Transitional Revolution,
Bucky Fuller defines positive information
as comprehension of Universal Intelligence,
and defines Universal Intelligence
as RNA's fractally regenerative principle
of living natural-temporally unfolding-refolding systems.

And permacultural developers
comprehend natural healthy-wealthy systems
as those with polyculturally sustainable perennial climactic dynamics,
unfolding time across four regenerative seasons,
from winter's advent of eco-normic decompositional analysis,
to spring's gross consumption of seasonal nutrients,
to summer's regenerative maturation
producing falling seeds of polyculturally-embedding healthy rich value,
comprehending winter's advent of fractal-season decomposition
through Revolutionary Regenerational Fractal-Systems.

As con-scientists,
as herstorians,
as bicamerally encultured anthropologists,
as permaculturist developers,
our optimal comprehension of nature's consciousness
becomes regenerative and co-redemptive belonging.
We divinely, sacredly, lovingly co-evolve
co-passion's solar fueled
mutually subsidiary 
informating cooperative of Tribes,
open, interdependent,
(not so much closed and independent)
evolving co-expansive/contractive Live-System codex,
appositionally defining and refining
as not-not, reverse-eviL-closed,
and non-polynomially equivalent 
to Yin-squared  as +/(-,-)e-squared prime metric relationship,
equinox equivalent to C-squared = +/- Yang Polynomial
Self-Optimizing Tao-Systemic
as Right-hemispheric intuitive syntax 
of memory's logical storage
and co-gravitational retrieval system,
balancing Left-hemispheric deductive-experiential,
and linguistic capacity,
and cultural iconic expression,
through psychologic as permacultural logical systems theory
of positive evolution toward this moment,
our Polycultural Revolution
sweeping through religious-cultural-scientific exegesis,
metasystemic Earth Tribe's ecopolisocio-metric therapy.

Logos Yang meets and greets
mythic Yin-Yin's bi-elliptical zeroistic flowing dance,
dark midway between synergetic love
and entropic decomposing dissonance,
recomposing co-arising balanced Prime Relationship,
Principle of Thermodynamic Balance,
if 2-squared equals 4,
then 1-monoculture squared
equals +/(-)2-binomially temporal-implied relationship,
as 1 fractal-rooted natural revolution
evolves square-rooted in
through
by
of
for
with
as
when we co-arise +/(-,-) (0)-Commons Healthy-Wealthy Sense.

Our Positive Revolution In Hand
equals Two Negative Not-Not Devolutions
of our bicameral zen-zero buddha-bushing brain.






Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015


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Arabian Days and Nights

I guess the candidates and polity saying "no"
to Earth's human refugees
during this their Thanksgiving time,
did not finish their Darwin biographies.

While endosymbiotic evolution,
indigenous to any one species,
can devolve to survival of the fittest,
this is most likely in these times
of ecosystemic crisis,
especially problems of monocultural over-population,
resulting in PreTraumaticStress Disorder,
an emotional response to cognitively dissonant
chronic cultural stimuli,
high anxiety plus high dissonance populations
suboptimize their regenerative health
through Win-Lose assumptions
and strategies of more competitive logistics
than co-operative logic.

But,
ectosymbiotic evolution,
exogenous to any one species or tribe
or nation
or religion
or culture
or ecosystem
or biosystem,
supports thrival of the most interdependently balanced,
harmonious relationships,
between organically individuated systems.

Ectosymbiotic and endosymbiotic evolution
are both symbiotic,
but ecto tends to have more revolutionary
and transcendently polycultural regenesis trends.

Symbiosis is synergetics,
default-evolutionary
Positive Systemic Development,
co-operative and co-arising,
negatively correlated (dipolar) with,
dissonance and stress,
eco-centric unbalance,
too Yang-dominant,
competing health-wealth issues,
rather than default co-operative 
integral synergetic symbiosis.

This is Darwin's 
Cooperative Beloved Community understory,
a plant,
a biosystem
an ecosystem's
a nation's or religion's
or any enculturing system's 
exquisite design of co-arising relationship,
proportional balance co-communication
within and between RNA/DNA-syntax,
speaking in voices of time's seasonal-reasonal
folding and unfolding;
an understory somehow omitted
by Business As Usual cultural narratives,
scientific academia,
rather than story-tellers
of Darwin's deep ecology.

Yet, what we too often miss in Darwin's notes
and drawings,
and life,
are also logical assumptions common to two mathematicians,
Buckminster Fuller and Charles Eisenstein,
prime dissonant double-binding temporal-boundary
between competing dominant cultural economies (proton v negelectron)
is where we choose to draw our line
of neutronic co-gravitational thermodynamic balance,
around us-inside v. "them"outside.

If "us" is only
non-marginalized human success stories
within our nation's
or religion's
geometric spacetime boundaries,
then Business As Usual Universalists
intend to defend
this relativistic,
yet overly commodified, 
monolithic and monochromatic monoculture,
until this ecosystem wilts and fades
dissonates and decomposes
for lack of fuel,
to become fuel,
nutrients, health
clean air and water 
into confluent absence
(yet still bilaterally timelessly relational)
of 4-dimensional primal-neural spacetime.

However,
when "refugees"
are also "us,"
if "us" includes all mutually-parasitic subsidiary forms
of RNA/DNA regenerative health intelligence,
then we choose to co-mentor refuge,
already a Polycultural Party
seeking a more inclusive
diverse
cooperative self-governance economy
together.

Together,
refugees and refuge-providing interdependent parasites
call ourselves "Beloved Community"
both hunter and haunted together,
predator and prey,
stimulator and responder,
Polyculturally Climax Optimizating dreams of paradise grandeur
Health-Sustenance Symbiotic Guilds,
communities in global networks,
gardens,
bio-eco-systems
nondual co-arising spirited nature
co-gravitational bicameral landscape design
and metaphysics of health development,
and,
oh yes,
EarthTribal beautiful relationships,
proportional barter transactionalists
and cooperative network developers,
synergists,
lovers,
co-mentoring regenerators.

Extract from
"Incubating Permaculturing Seeds and Embryos, as Political Economies:
Lectures,
Debates,
Recipes,
Poetry,
Essays,
Sit-Up Comedy."

Gerald Oliver Dillenbeck
giving thanks for refuge from overly-competitive,
and egocentric,
and anthrocentric,
storm.
Longing for an Arabian
full-moon night of mystical enlightenment
in the District of Columbia,
following the best practices and intent
of all 50 polycultural partying co-operative states.


Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015


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Creation of Needs

Sacred Time Seminary's Professor of Economics
began her presentation on CoReGenesis Theory
"Even Business as Usual economists
would say that phonographs
and bulldozers
and all technology,
all information systems,
have enriched time,
creating new goods and services
that did not exist in prior times."

On an ecologically deep profound level,
the consuming human needs
these diversely technological systems produce toward
are not new to permaculturally timeless time.
Technical systemic information 
merely continued through time to meet permacultured needs
in a different way--
a way of borrowing decompositional loss 
from future EarthTribe generations."

Frustrated, and frustrating,
apt student of Business As Usual Cultural Systems
squirms with both affective and cognitive dissonance,
"I still don't get exactly why
is it so systemically important
so strategically and logistically  profoundly significant.
to comprehend your adage
'Time, 
in only Special Bicameral Consciousness Case moves forward
as Eco-Centric Prime Relationship In-Formation.'"

Well yes,
responded Eco Professor YinYin,
and no.
Yes, 
the ancient term "Tao"
does seem to contain richer nuances of biocultural meaning
than "Eco-Centric-Binomial Prime Relationship In-Formational Theory 
of Systemic Temporal Balance Zen-Zeroism Midway Theory 
of UniversalYang-UnitarianYinYin Relativity."

But, no,
I don't think it is important
for you to memorize it like an algebraic formula,
I believe we have this comprehension
indelibly syntaxed into our DNA/RNA binomial life encryption pattern.
The rhythm of life is four seasonally,
and reasonably,
both deductively and intuitively accessible,
as fractally predictive of revolutionary systemic transitions
within our bicameral information systems themselves,
and as an EarthTribe,
similarly endosymbiotically
and philogenetically enscribed
toward the regenerativity of time's economic unfolding 
and refolding logical fractals.

Yes, yes,
I recall your rhythmed drill:
Without prior bionic negentropic P=N(NP) spacetime network balance,
no ionic balancing universe.
Without prior Brahmanic unitarian, double-bound negative equals positive
natural logic,
then no individual Atmans.
Without yang (P) Ecologic optimally balancing yin/yin (NNP)
then no YinYin Midway Buckminster Fullerian Geometric Systemic
Tipping Boson.

So glad you mentioned our UU Elder,
Professor Fuller.
Yes,
Bucky's Synergetics, redefined:
+0 Core Vertex = -(-0)[double-bind constant "2" binary prime]) Core Vortex
Eulerian Prime Universal Relationship of Form's Self-Regenerative Functionality.

Just as Dual-Transparent Cosmology
emerges confluently from +0 Dark Matter = 
(-,-)0Dark Progenitive, yet co-arising, Energy of Light = 
Universal Commons Metric Permacultural Zeroism Consciousness.

Just as Taoism foundationally premises, predicts,
+0 YangForm = 
-(-0)YinYin Midway Double-flowing (reverse/inverse)
Temporally Metaphysical [not limited to Special Case systems] 
Unitarian Function.

Just as Permacultural Systems Theory balances co-arising Regenerative Energy with Square-Rooted 
4-equi dimensional,
dynamically decompositional co-gravitation
as RNA/DNA life systemic Prime Principle
of Thermodynamic Balance
within Reverse-Hierarchical Win-Win Gaming Systems
of self-optimizing perpetuity.

These diverse paradigms
each appears premised on this more primal assumption
that life and thought and language and ego-identity and consciousness
unfold and refold bi-nomially,
in a P=N(NP) universe 
with metric ecological prime assumption default:
+Space = Double-bound (-) Time [nondually co-arising]
as +Mass = Double-transparent -(-0) Centric QBit Informating Network
Ec0PolypathicSoul Ergodic-Fractal Pattern.

Ec0Soul as our DNA ProGenitive Transparency
feels and comprehends
fuels and farms,
consumes and produces, 
polyculturally beloved information systems.

"That resonates"
hoped our student of metasystemic permacultural relations.









Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015


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Fr Time's Endless NewYear Proposal

Dear National Science Foundation--Economics Department:

So,
here's what I want to learn,
or research,
if you will.

Why do we have a Financial Sector,
Business and Industry Sector,
Religious Sector,
Education Sector,
Health Care Sector, 
Food and Nutrition Sector,
Services Industry Sector,
and a Political Sector,
an Economic Sector,
Science and Technology Sector,
Design Sector,
and then we have this "Non-Profit Sector"?

What's up with that?
What is this sector for?
All we know from its label;
these folks do not plan to develop profit,
much less optimize regenerative health.

After all, what else could "profit" mean?

I mean,
you would think,
with everything else going on,
all this climatic change
and failure of self-governance systems,
we would call this Non-Profit Sector
our EcoTherapeutic CoOperative Sector,
or just the Coop Network, for short,
as opposed to their dipolar
Business As Usual Competitive Sector.

But,
I can see why we didn't land on that label
just yet,
or at least I have a hypothesis
that this NonProfit language
is an artifact of PreMillennial LeftBrain
deductive-mindbody Dominance;
a passive-aggressive cultural choice
emerging from an Industrial Culture
mistakenly invested in a model of positive evolution
that emphasizes time's regenerative thrival value
for Win-Lose struggling against cooperative
strategies,
thereby under-valuing
the historical evidence supporting positive evolution
as therapeutically struggling with others
by inviting reiterative Win-Win
default choices,
as is iconic of RNA, and DNA's thermodynamically
and co-gravitationally co-arising design.

This seasonal-fractal regenerative evolutionary process
toward polyculturally optimizing ecosystems,
slow-growing endosymbiotic mutuality of freedoms from
with freedoms to,
seems to be more along the lines of what Darwin took away
from how to see
and time
this world wide web of organic information.

Namaste, for considering our PermaCulturally Intended proposal
as follows.

Warmly (but hopefully not too awfully warmly),
Fr. Time


"We are not FOR profit"
this label says.
Five words that could not possibly be true
or at least not fully informative.

Are we not all for profit of something,
if only ourselves, our own health?
Let's agree, perhaps,
or so I propose anyway,
anywhere
and anytime, of course,
that this proposal for those who would serve
and care for others
might become our mutually co-arising regeneration
of health,
as individuals
as families
as a humane species evolving bicameral mindbody
learning to balance and harmonize
our Interior and Exterior Landscapes
with management skills more PermaCulturally
more timelessly-co-operatively enlightened
by this intrinsic value of healthy living
for wealthy dying.

Resting nesting into Time's folding/balancing cooperative embrace,
Earth's world wide (0)-soul bicameral-ionic
EcoConscious Network
of temporally co-gravitational function.

Whatever our footprint in time,
as individuals,
as a global culture of evolving humane natural ecosystems,
materializes as therapeutic "profit"
can be measured by its
CQI of health and mutually therapeutic care and service outcomes,
and
negative correlational (dipolar) trend evolution/devolution
of Business As Usual,
as if you could rightfully assume
we have a shortage of time
to complete our self/other-optimizing vocation,
when, in truth,
our regenerative purpose enjoys
and celebrates each Advent Solstice
this co-gravitational divine/human leisure
of (0)-soul timeless Prime Relationship,
BelovedYang+/Double-Folding FractalYinYin
Folds and Unfolds
of InFormating/ExFormulating Time
as BiCameral (0)-soul TaoSpace.

In other words,
by changing "NonProfit" to
"EcoTherapeutic ReGenerative Optimization",
with (0)-soul bicameral cooperative network assumptions,
time's ecoconsciousness implies,
implicately orders
co-arisingly empolypaths
ReGenerative Trending Transition
from climatic PreMillennial
on this threshold of
Beloved Climax Community InFormating Networks
Internal Landscape
as External Landscape
as In/External BiCameral Landscape,
(0)-soul P-Yang=N(NP) YinYin as WinWin Theorem.

Basic Attendantly,
WinWin Right hemisphere Present
more or less should co-equal LoseLose Left deductive
Business As Usual polysuicidal pathology.

So hoping we might choose to invest in this proposal
for optimizing globally regenerative health
in our political
and economic
and ecological
and all ReGenerative Cooperative EcoSystems
and Sectors,
and disinvest in labels like "NonProfit".

Really?
NonProfit!
Not for Profit!
My grandmother Moon couldn't have come up with that one.
Too much SunGod worship probably,
all us pre-climatic Yangers shouting down
wise YinYin's
permaculturally cooperative networks
and guilds
and tribes
and species
and interdependently organic families.

Wow.
Back in the good ol' daze of timeless manna
eco-lightenment...


Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015