Best Entropic Poems


Idioma

11/29/2015


Idioma

There is a man with a gun.
His finger taut,
tensed and still,
the intention obvious,
no reason instilled.

Because guns kill people.
Or do people kill people?
I can never remember.
Let's take a look at entropy.
A molecule hits a molecule
hits a molecule and
BOOM - a bomb.
Thousands dead.
More on the way.
But of course that's a bit clumsy,
seeing that entropy's remorse
only marginally taps the
frayed edges of something,
Atomic.
So what stops it?
Science might tell us
Energy.
That’s a bit broad though.

Come back to the man with the gun.
Naturally he's drunk,
and not a man,
an adolescent.
Waving the gun -
the weapon in your face.
He points it at you.
So what do you do?
What can you do?

One might pray
and hope his hand is stayed,
for in the land of entropy learned helplessness breeds
Power.
And the masses will pray and cower.
Some might fight,
or fly,
in instinctual flurry.
But these options are
few and far
too crude for more, sophisticated tastes.
So this sophistication leads us...
Ah, but sophistication sounds so posh.
Let's instead call this
Order.

And so you order,
Yell,
or speak,
rather;
yelling is so harsh.
You speak,
maybe even
whisper.

You don't want to antagonize this
kid
willing to put a hole in you
- you in a hole -
covered by the thoughtlessly certain curtain of
uneasy infinity.

So you,
oh so subdued,
whisper,
Please.

But a simple please
has never gotten
anyone anywhere
worth being,
so you follow up with
a more firm

Stop.

And in his inebriation,
the most powerful
being in your world stumbles
upon a moment
of lucidity.
His finger slips,
sending a .45 caliber
bullet - lead some might call it,
but this is grossly anachronistic -
into your frontal lobe
and out your cerebral cortex.

Enter.
Exit.

An open system.
Because in an entropic world,
Language languishes in its ephemeral rags
and is wasted away by greater things.

Vultures Circle The Sky


In the shadows, harpies linger as agents provocateur, 
for the Fallen Watchers, for pecking order.
Prostitute mercenaries, 
addicted to mercury and disorder.
Their claws sharp, their cries a shiver, 
their motive insanity from hell's hateful quiver.
They pluck you from the light of day,
leave you in the flames to barter the fray,
to drown in the sea of faith no more.
Till nightfall,
where they tend the fires of a black wind,
poking signal lures,
preying for entropic thunder,
and romantic moon,
lyres to ascend your spirit 
for the purpose of dropping you again 
in despairs pit and swoon.
Denoting your abandonment and seclusion, 
shoeing the fit, 
wild horses couldn't drag them away.
Hoping to find you behind chaos's fire-line, 
enemy mine, 
a broken rhyme-
not asKing for a new day;
a soul adrift, in a sea of doubt,
no compass, no sails, no wind,
no faith, "tag you're it, hide your eyes and don't count."
on being saved from the fade to black 
from grey lack of faith.

Premium Member Peaceful Accounting

Y/our relationship with ecology and economics
incarnates polypathically,
multisystemically therapeutic,
like positive human relationships
and richly fertile sacred dreams
between DNA's biological unfolding and Vitamin D's 
absorbing ways.

Our actively cooperating economic design,
political intent,
power assumptions,
love,
light of truth,
beauty,
multisystemic refueling therapy
for ego and ecohealing community,

Appositionally driven 
shriveled by exhausting lose-lose practices
feeding shriven anger,
silos of fear and suffering,
haunted by monopolistic 
monochromatic 
mindless monocultural nightmares
of Black Hole entropic proportion,
socioeconomic pathology
wilting and suffocating purgation
monotheistic punishment
pantheistic imprisonment.

Black hole reverse-eco-normic competition
never ends with enough,
timelessly continues longing for infinity 
of heaven at hand.

Ecological cooperation soon builds diversely inclusive sufficiency,
together,
healthy warm kinda wealthy,
but just right,
pricklygoo co-invested 
muse amusing culture.

If we don't fly apart first,
we might learn to fly 
and swim 
and breathe together,
drinking from the same aerobic/autonomic fountain of knowledge,
in bull-bear fueled nutritional flows and ebbing markets
polyculturally optimized self-with-other resilient design.

EcoTherapy practices peaceful Earth development, 
proactively nurturing
co-passionate bipartisan 
notBully/notBear balanced
therapeutic EarthTribal nutrition.


The Physics of Sunshine

The Physics of Sunshine

And I'm finding it hard to break through and tell you
About the physics of sunshine
And when it's all over we may find ourselves together singing out of tune
About the wishing wells and spells softly spoken in the dark

In an electric arc of promised carousel rides, candy thoughts, and whispers of coastlines
Explored and undone petals washed in rays of time and history
I'm finding it hard to explain to you
All that is misunderstood

The sunshine is warm and the particles they spin
In and out of existence
Oh, though I find myself lost within the entropic withering energy of now
Without the physics and the lyrics of sunshine cast
I could never lay these particles into you

I'm with you on this deserted but scarred terrain
Dancing with the theories of existence all entwined
In our glass of wine and our lips locked around the mirrors
Of today, colored with the existence of tomorrow

And I see you in my dreams
Often in the sunshine you are singing
Often in the darkness you are clinging to my t-shirt
And tugging at my heart through my jeans

Even in the sunshine I'm lost without you
And though gravity holds me here
The spin of our destiny still needs to be tied with string
My love inflated – bound within this universe 

My heart and fear are now time tested 
And now it is into the sunshine of another place parallel to our own
Whether in this dimension or the next one over
I'm tied to you fast forward or rewind
Our love will always be alive

Premium Member Prodigal Son Lessons

I said to my prodigal son
who stole from me,
it is not competitive economic strategies
that dominantly empower life;

Competitive ecologies and economies 
are dominantly decomposing monocultures,
just the opposite of regenerative synergetic praxis
and regenerative intent toward polycultures.

Monopolistic internal consumer-culture
develops into decomposing organic systems
dissonant cognitive 
and emotive 
and neural 
and digestive systems
diseased health and well-being
 
Socio-economic 
and politically dissociated systems,
all negatively trending toward closed-entropic,
swollen monolithic sad dismay 
replacing former therapeutic system 
glad array.

We need cooperatively dominant economies and ecologies
to reintegrate positive revolutions
that endo- and ecto-symbiotically evolve
dipolar co-arising life regenerating 
holistic healthy systems.

Competitive critical events,
like stealing from and stolen from,
struggling between painful suffering of ego-self consciousness
and "positive deviant" stress,
self co-arising right-brained redactive eco-precociousness

Contention 
seeking bicamerally balancing contentment,
joint cooperative ego-eco echoing
incoming/outgoing waves 
of double-binding comprehensive co-passioness.

Primal
and yet stealthy 
nonverbal structures
of cosmo-neuro-logical information
evolves bilateral-analogical exflowation,
cobinary
bicameral information co-redeems
transparently co-arising
EgoSelf+EcoOther resonant co-discernment.

"All money is a matter of belief"
said Adam Smith,
As all embodied wealth value 
is synergy 
for relief from self-isolating mind sorrow,
said Now MindTime to Here BodySpace.

Transparent matters 
of historic linear human progress belief
square-rooted in herstoric matriculture's transparent 
vulnerable co-communing energy
invites co-gravitational trauma relief 
from eco-political dissonating stress.

I love my prodigal self-infested son,
perhaps somewhat more than he yet has capacity
to love his wounded womb progenitor
speaking up and out
for restoring and restorying healthy
wealth of peace.

Soon All Things Will Owe Themselves To Progress

Soon all things will owe themselves to progress
and nature will neither wane nor wax
accosted by bulbs and cog-laden streams.
Children in god-awful Christmas jumpers
gather around the May-pole to watch
the leaves become what they’re deprived of.
We are taught to fear puddles, duty free
purchases, and heroes speak in slant rhyme.
Thermodynamics washes the feet
of tired old gravity, entropic
kisses to keep loved ones close; parody—
if absence does what it does, we should leave
and never return to this place of progress
where bluebells can’t frost and starlings sing falsetto.
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Premium Member Mixed Blessings

Those of us
who have had guilty pleasures
of owning valuable real property,
like a car
and rental property
and office equipment

Office buildings,
solar inverters,
and nuclear holocaust delivery systems
but not privately owned MBA degrees
or merely intellectual property
or more intimately owned emotional properties,

Those of us
who know the mixed blessings
of owning organic and technocratic fragments
of climate pathologized,
yet still breathing, planet Earth,
especially if taxable property,
have heard about depreciation of values
over their natural/mechanical life/utility 
health/power time.

We might recall
depreciation of property value
decelerates more gradually as time marches forward,
barring any unfortunate head-on accidents,
flying and melting and fragmenting damage,
accelerating astronomical crises
eliminating long-term realistic health-wealth values.
Depreciated suddenly to total loss of asset value,
now a global junk-dealer liability.

Anyway,
just as depreciation decelerates over time,
appreciation accelerates empowering resilience 
with time's enduring health/wealth cooperative life-experience,

Organic systems accelerate 
robust cooperative integrity
over a deep learning nutritious multiculturing life-time
of Win/Win climax learning
deeply curving synergetic ego/eco-relationships,

Growing in good-humored co-investment priorities
for story telling and listening
to resonant fulfillment co-opportunities

Rather than continuing historic depreciated taking
and Win/Lose epic slow-losing ego/economic depressions,

Anti-systemic pathologies,
realistic predictions of global chaos.

Retributive injustice depreciations
slowly fade toward entropic disorganization,
just the suffering and loss opposite
of exponentially appreciative Win/Win compassion

Explicitly conscious
of living interdependently between and within
autonomously natural depreciative law 
and appreciative open-systemic/spiritual 
yang/yin multicultural
left/right psychological 
self/other empowering 
appreciative 
spiraling
deep listening and wide learning order
re-mixing depreciating curses
into old-aged exponentially appreciating blessings
of co-opportune climaxing climates.

Particles

Particles borne
from the entropic; the eventual.
The inevitable death
brings life.

Annihilation is not death,
death rides a continuum.
A wave always knows it is the water,
it rises and then ceases; continuation.

The loss of life can be 
such pain, such tragedy.
But it does not have to be,
If one thinks of energy.

Particles
pieces of you, whom I love.
I can't call a particle when I miss you.
Shall we ever meet again?

Particles
Pieces of me, you took with you.
When you left too soon.
My father, my friend.

Lover,
I feel you deeply within my heart.
My particles of life stream out of me
And rage against the dying of the light.

I shall never leave your side 
until the end of my life.
We can share our grief and joy,
As husband and wife.

Particles.
Bound by growth, death, love and pain.
Bound by truth, never to falter again.

For Jesse.
© Sara West  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Race Management

Slavery
enslavement
force of self-imposed ownership 
overpowering another's ego-ownership,
anthro-morbid,
collective ego-morphic tolerance of identity rape,
fear and anger, together building hate,
from which enslavement derives;
a culturally camouflaged nondual co-arising relationship
of codependent despair,
self-hatred.

Enslaving force perpetuates Ego's full-blown angry reduction
in self-identity,
deduction of self,
as someone who could "own" another's Ego-healthy will
for equivalent freedom from my freedom 
to enslave another's life,
exterior and interior.

Slave and poverty development owners 
internally enslaved by our own hypocritical hubris,
swimming upstream into economically encrusted perpetuation
of cognitive and affective dissonance,
chronic anxious homelessness,
hopelessness that I cannot afford to be more co-empathic, 
healthier on my own,
than we are together
on Earth's owner-ship.

Those nations,
corporations,
families,
individuals
addicted to retaining 
and further developing 
vastly disproportionate wealth deposits,
divorced from our own cooperative health and well-being investments,
not only steal from those without enough to thrive,
but also slink away from our own collective mental health,
anxiously fearing freedom's inevitable reparations,
struggling to repress awareness of nondual codependent enslavement
into entropic death of species.

Hatred combines anger about past with fear of future.
"Anger Management" politics might choose a more transparent therapeutic label,
"Hatred Co-Arising Suppression".

Decomposing hatred first breathes through "I am Anger,"
listening for Time's healing simmer,
then decomposing anger about past violations
to embrace rational fears of deadly toxins
enslaving equitable prospects for a healthy future.

It feels healthy to remember we are Anger
with ourselves
and with each other 
before,
without sustaining against ourselves or others,
perpetuating enslaving hatred
for mental health stolen from those without sufficient wealth 
to thrive
to feed 
our own unhealthy enslaving greed.

Dispirited slavery imposes greedy unnatural ownership, 
dreadful wealthy lust for power
co-arising with holistic health's decreasing power,
globally and personally,
without as within.

Very bad karma,
total lack of grace,
not our way to Win-Win race.

Premium Member Hunger Management

Variations on a Punishing Theme

When people are hungry and at risk of homelessness
despair
chronic depression
and climatic extinction

Is it because their leaders 
and community developers,
learning incubators 
and technical assistance providers,
grantors and lenders,
representatives 
and public sector service providers
absorb too many investments and nutrients
for their own mouths and mortgages?
sleeping soundly at night
unaware of how their Continuous Quality Improvement intentions
economically and ecologically miss their mark
of solidarity and mutual subsidiarity,
of recreating the comfort and nutrients
they intended to invest in those with greater need.

Perhaps the self-blaming unruliness of hungry homeless people
Is due to oversight interference of well-intended practitioners
expert administrators
senior consultants
expertly dominating fragile margins of poverty
feeding dissonant anger and fear
and mistrust.

Chronically at-risk species fear living death's dissonance 
and entropic non-thrival trends,
Because we are anxious to survive,
to build life; not so much death and perpetual advent.
Wilting personal lives 
have no bandwidth left
for righting macrosystemic death trends.
It is mutual-mentors who co-invest in cooperative thriving,
That incarnate wise evolution of deep ecologically balancing lives.

Self-composting toilets
have surprisingly greater nurturing value
to people without a pot to pee in
than community-composting banks
and governments.

Chief Complaint

Doctors getting exposed like popes,
Caught pulling the rope a dope,
Falling down the entropic slope,
No integrity - can't cope,
Seats of power to dethrone,
Why don't y'all extradite your own?
If ya catch a sleeper near ya,
Take that tommy peeper,
To the nearest theatre,
And expose that creature,
Its the latest greatest feature,
In reality media,
Put it on wikipedia,
We like, "Dawg, we hear ya!"
Stuff ain't black and white,
So let's punk these zebras,
Walkin' 'round like libras,
How 'bout we take their medicine,
To debilitate libidos,
Of ghouls in tuxedos,
Friggin' neato,
Now let's stop the peep show.

We gon' Murder, lazy suckers in art,
Not in the streets, are you a stinking sweet tart?
Be smart, avoid Agents Provocateurs,
Lessons learned from disturbed dealings with nerds,
I'm jealous of every one of you free punks,
Livin' lux' cuz you learned math and redux,
Methodology, just watchin' the flux,
Making rational decisions and earning big bucks,
Sucks to me be me cuz I'm a sensitive nut,
Driving the short bus right into a rut,
I once thought I was a cut above the rest,
Perhaps blessed,
But when putting faith to the test,
I found a lot of hex, and now maybe I'm vexed,
I realized my faith wasn't in myself,
It was in the rest,
So I went on a quest to discover why I felt,
And my feelings lead me straight to hell.

OMJeepers creepers,
Would ya get a load of these sheepish creatures?
Could ya set a tone of leaner demeanor?
Should ya live by the vote of some evil geezers?
I'm gettin' at the throat of some evil deeds,
I'm pullin' out weeds like, "who planted these?"
Some GMO seeds, like, "do we really need these?"
These things we see have an invisible leash,
I breath, I eat, I sleep, I compete,
I discriminate based on character for real,
No Little Bo Peep gon' convince me,
That skin means stink,
Look sir, I'm free,
To use intuition to see into you,
Sleuthin' through the politics that consume you,
Communistic who's who protruding through all the doo-doo,
You know this, Excentrix is super glue sticky dude.

Premium Member Yangyin

Complex 1 out/in polarity
for and of
chaotic not 0 holistic
in/out core dipolarity.

We may need to tolerate
survival of the win/lose fittest
1.

And yet want to invite
thrival of the win/win fit-in-ingest
cooperative 
co-invested
perfectly balanced 0 soul

Co-arising 1 dipolar relationship
correlating round golden health
with win/win safety rules
for healthy-wombed 
pregnant 0

Sentient non-0 souls
verbally dominant yang bodies
knowing 1's own yin-mind

1 knows
0-ego soul
+knows
and can not(-) yet feel
not not tipping points

Dipolar co-arising
co-investing in-between fully resilient
1/0 double-binding win/win
balancing empty entropic
x pole defines y hole
refines 1x
confines 0 not(-) yintegrity
loves fine yang 1(+)
nondual non-dueling integrity

As empty sentient minds
erupt embodied sensory feelings

Past 1 ego positive memories
evoke eco-future not-0
Earth-souled images

Complex bipolar 1's
for space and of time
1 mountainous body 
and 0 bilateral valleyed mind
not empty hole
whole round spiraling 0

Looking for some compassionate
action
zone communion systems.

Premium Member Polypathic Memes

If your name is Bucky
you speak of synergetic and entropic systems.

If your name is Laotse
you speak of yang and yin.

If your name is G. Perelman
you speak of positive and negative smooth-structured elliptical souls.

If your name is Jaynes
you speak of right and left brained confluence and dissonance.

If your name is Bohm
you speak of explicate and implicating fractal-string orders.

If your name is Clay
you speak of Polynomial and Non-Polynomial QBits,
dipolar thermodynamically, electromagnetically,
binary and binomially.

If your name is Euler
you speak of metric form as prime relationship function,
where positive form emerges from double-negative right angles
in four equivalent dimensions.

If not,
sorry for misunderstanding.

If so,
sorry for our misunderstanding
your ecological economies 
of prime Zeroism 
love with synergy relationship.

Grand Design

I feel like I’m floating
Through a cloud of gas particle
Deluxe.
Electric orbits playing catch,
While silently I contemplate such theoretical 
Existence.
Energy flowing like a circle in symmetry;
A silent entropic increase bends all
Meaning.
Orbit pulling influences go unnoticed;
Subliminal linearity continues to delude us 
Unnoted.
I feel pulled and stretched in quantum time,
But relativity does not roll
Dice.
A strong and weak fusion controls our elation,
While the unconscious nuclear pilgrims’ continue on in
Patience.
Determined existence yet muonically random;
What a strange “grand design” we live in,
          Yet…
    Orbits on 
Unnoted.

Premium Member Therapeutic Climate

EarthMother grows impatient,
despite her curiosity driven
cooperative inviting polyculture
reconnection with SunFather's Great White
monotheistic climate
of Patriarchal-Capitalist classroom activity
RightHand saluting
salutary competitions.

Your historic move,
S/He dissonantly
defiantly intones,
from sacred polytheistic peak experiences,
inherently dipolar co-arising,
not monotheistic judgments
punishing bipolar sick people
for manic/depressive original sinning

Missing win/win marks
is also a monoculturing move
away from sacred arts and scientific
metaphysical traditions
favoring polycultural communion
fueling resiliently cooperative health care
systems
networks
creolizing organizations
synergetic incorporations

Swimming
and floating
and flowing
and flowering
Indigenous Wisdom
more accessible
and engaging
and attractively organic
than a mere secularizing staid set
of Patriarchal-Capitalist
win/lose survival of the strongest dogmas
resisting sharing wealth

Outside your monotheistic
dualistic secular v sacred dividing
bipolar nature v spirit
as body v mind dissonance

Rooting in traumatic win/lose 
zero-sum
closed entropic lose/lose despair

Degenerative despondence
loss
stress
trauma
predicting cosmic existential
climate dopesick anxiety

Wrote EarthMother's neurosensory 
bilateral systemic theology
for multiculturing
metaphysical review

Win/win re-connecting
inter-religious panentheistic 
empowering incursions
into WHoly Nature/Spirited
Enthymematically enlightening 
health is positive wealth
less frightening
physical/metaphysical  resonance
eco/theo-logical excursions
toward health/wealthing polycultural resilience

Noticing 
when we come together
toward health care giving
and receiving fair wealth share,
One organism's health religion
is another's multicultural wealth 
of co-empathic conscience.

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