Best Praxis Poems
When I mention my morning meditation practice,
many respond with wishes and hopes
they could
would
should discipline themselves
to also join in to this practice
practice
praxis
until fragmented uncommunicative ego/ecosystems
finally get life resiliently realistically right
more than ego-narcissistically wrong.
But this,
I ego-think and eco-feel,
reverses what is a more centrally profound point
of ZeroZone cosmic-organic view.
Everyday life is already our active meditation
which we Win/Lose unpractice,
Business As Usual LoseLose dis-practice
praxis
until we hope to get us egoWin-ecoWin
interdependently healthy right
more than pathologically diseased wrong.
Categories:
praxis, appreciation, caregiving, conflict, health,
Form:
Political Verse
Written: December 06, 2024
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We were born into tribes
cinctured by bonds and praxis
welded by ambits and dictums
an eyeless chasm.
But scope a sounder view
just under the shimmering surface
and the outcome will be luculent
our parallels often outshine our oddities.
Our blood is crimson
all of us slipshod weeps
all of us longing for love
all of us fail to face our fears.
Our zeal fashion fetching flow
our souls seek seraphic symbiosis
we all itch for a warm welcome
and achieve startling accolades.
But, we build walls,
and draw lines in the sand,
we judge hinged on appearance,
and ignore the outstretched hand.
But if we may just foresee,
beyond the color of our skin,
and the language we spree,
we may find kin.
Because in the recesses of our souls
within our deep cores
all of us are noxious
rhapsodic around finding fulfillment.
So let's slip away,
from the chains of tribalism,
and gasp our kinships,
with love and hope.
For only then,
can we for real unite,
and transcend our differences,
Into a world of light.
Categories:
praxis, analogy, humanity,
Form:
Free verse
Written: May 2nd, 2024
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Quixotic quest quiddity
As dusk sapidity emerges,
Casting a shadow
Weeping waves smash
in foamy scatters;
seraphic strophic sojourn
groans in a gossamer gaunt
Arid shadows fade.
In a hazy blur,
emptiness lingers.
Shorebirds console each other.
in epicedes of
velvety whispers
and elusive sighs.
Horizon amid
cinereous graffiti of
tear-stained threnody and
raven blooms.
It breaks my heart, too
with crimson, auric, and
plum, plum, purple wings,
why haven't you
returned
to me in spring?
to our moon-smeared love
& diaphanous elixir
amethyst kisses of
emerald ablaze,
spiraling in seductive
sapphire scarlet sounds,
Your love, a fiery flow
Flames aflame,
with gemstones aglow.
Dark ideas settle in
my head is akin to
a tombstone,
Obstructing—my judgment
early hours are lost
in the fog,
their significance dimmed
I succumb to allure
of nightfall and
I shut my eyes.
Acquiesce to inquiry
in heaven, each flower
boasts a mirror
to inveigle into each valley,
Beneath a sky of
countless clouds;
quaint lodge stands out,
surrounded
by a myriad of
shimmering ponds
capture a vast expanse
of coastlines.
Uncharted shores,
where vessels veered
toward vast seas,
untrodden by any praxis
As twilight falls,
coastlines curve in a crescendo
across horizon.
Cloaking hill peaks in mist.
loquacious verbosity
recognized in wisdom
beyond spectrum of
circumlocution.
In a flurry of
fading flowers,
faith-filled fields, &
fugacious felicity.
Snare drum rotunda
somberly chimes
within a forest,
Its dulcet echos rhyme.
We've wandered down
curious trails
basking in the sun
warm embrace;
In depths of shadows,
We've sought with fear,
an ambient arena,
vast and near.
Unveiling a shore infinite,
In an abyss where
every heart resides.
With its boundless skies
Categories:
praxis, inspirational, love, nostalgia,
Form:
Free verse
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.
Categories:
praxis, addiction, life, longing, love,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
On life's easyrider days and nights
love plays a romping game.
On those more oppositionally challenging days,
and long anxious nights,
love is a hunt,
sometimes a passionate hunt,
special occasionally a compassionate hunt,
a mutual hunt
for truth about who is hunter
and who is hunted
and why
and when
and how do these co-arising functions transcend "or"
to gracefully meet in "and."
This primal function of love's synergetic force
hunts
like gravity.
Both parties,
all living entities,
hunt,
gravitate,
even those feeling hunted
haunted
stalked
fearful and anxious
competitively and unilaterally,
often in silos threatening despair.
We all search frantically for safe havens,
hidden from those hunting for our very self-identity,
our life,
or at least so it feels during those dissonant times.
What is a redemptive optimization strategy
for those hunting safe havens from death,
pursued by tyrannical lovers,
ego-identified life-sucking hunters?
When is it not an appropriate moment
to love the hunter,
the hunted,
and the hunt?
Is there a significant difference
between the romping love of fluid smooth days and nights
and the more strategic
logistical
personal
intimately co-prehensile
hunt for love transcending Ego-incarnate death?
Too seldom haunted hunted entities,
primally assuming cooperative investment
in our challenging rampant race
and pace of EarthTribal systems,
when a passionate challenge exhausts our smooth-skinned body,
and/or brain,
the hunted redemptively turn toward other hunters,
gratefully and mindfully inviting a wrestling-with match,
setting aside a wrestling-against death and fear match,
comprehending that compassioning our hunting love
always optimizes EarthTribe's regenerational future.
In love,
sometimes,
at least once,
it is my time to love loss,
to forgive away space and or time,
to redeem future spacetime
equivalently invested in me
birthing my original praxis of conception
as mutual reception--
eco-harmonic redemption.
Categories:
praxis, death, life, love,
Form:
Free verse
I am content to walk alone,
but to walk in company with others
adds vigor and passion to the journey.
Rumi
Good Taoists,
although I am not sure I actually know any,
refine their inclusively subordinate clauses,
and sentences,
and contracts,
and lives
Define eternally and mutually satisfactory gratitude,
anthrosupremely alone
LeftBrain dominantly apart
We camouflage EarthTribe's cooperative ecological praxis
producing win/win healthy outcomes
consistent with multicultural peak experience research
within human natural systems
Analogically synthesizing sacred principles of Earth's nature,
Her natural flow and spirited functions
Her decay and lifeless dysfunction;
like post-millennial PermaCulturalists.
But, Western Monotheistic Cultures
prefer more compassionate vigor in our strut
through this divinely manifest live-system
we inherited from Indigenous Elders past,
comparatively short-sighted
about EarthMother's healthy global future.
All newborns are experiential researchers of balance,
symmetry,
flow and rhythm,
form and beauty,
capacity and lack thereof,
time's sufficiency and spatial synergy,
and lack thereof.
Human children also evolve as recreative muses
of color, shape, paradigms, stories,
rhythms of patterned confluence,
and denigrated dissonance.
We can,
Taoist or not,
child or not,
use dissonance to show us our way
toward appositional confluence.
We are each compelled to survive,
and sometimes togathering thrive,
in this Tao way,
within double-boundaries of systemic spacetime trauma
and therapeutic imagination,
rooted in regenetic memory.
Imaginations grow intuitively fueled,
empathic powered,
passioned,
vigorous,
with polysystemic comprehension of Prime Relationship
P-Yang=NP-YinYin,
binomial win/win thermodynamic balance,
as +1 = -(-0)
co-binary eco-empathic.
Cooperative economic polycultural balance,
exploring inclusive oppositional subsidiarity
to optimize EarthDay's slow-growth atmosphere
as one EarthTribe Community,
both compassionate,
and, hopefully, still content
with being less lonely
hiding behind all our LeftBrain dominant
verbal camouflage.
Categories:
praxis, appreciation, conflict, creation, culture,
Form:
Free verse
It's over.
Two words of escape.
That's all I could muster.
...I saw her face later that day,
and couldn't fathom why I had ever turned away.
I couldn't escape the possibility that it had been a mistake.
She's so beautiful,
With her brown skin bound inside that tight white dress.
When she touches my lips,
She's on fire.
Breathing her pain into my masochism
with every kiss.
Her face shines like the sun,
enveloping all the dark in the room.
And I breathe while I still can....
Hoping for another moment of pleasure.
Begging to be sated.
She taunts me as she dances her way
back into my life;
Knowing that I can't say no to the taste.
That I'm addicted.
I take her in again,
and hold her tight.
She screams into me,
letting me know she still has control.
I fight for position,
but I'm weak in the arms
of my praxis.
My punishment.
-James Kelley 2012, All rights reserved.
Categories:
praxis, abuse, addiction, analogy, angst,
Form:
Free verse
Earth's organisms patriotically
and yet matriarchally wise
wonder if both of these could be true:
1. Poverty and prejudice breed violence.
2. Capitalism and patriarchalism feed conflict.
If so,
is the first
or the second
history's enculturing root system?
And is the Other
our aggressively threatening
viral
chronic
pandemic blossom of oppression?
EarthMothers wonder
if natural family empowering
is also spiritual species enlightening
cooperative Wisdom
inviting humane peace,
restoring divinely inspiring
expiring multicultural justice
more than monocultural JustUs!
means not you Others
too
Mothers gather our global EarthTribe
with less dissonant debate praxis
preferring to invest
in more resilient dialogue practice
forest green
and sky blue communions
instead of ancient cold gold
and dead red competitions.
Categories:
praxis, earth, education, health, peace,
Form:
Political Verse
He has a Roman nose, bright eyes, flashy teeth,
Chocolate brown complexion,
Features which animate only when he interacts—
Otherwise, typical unscholarly looks!
A nonconformist in religion, a revolutionary in spirit,
A stoic in practice—
Epithets can be multiplied.
Sought strange experiences:
Travelling in a locomotive,
Witnessing a surgery,
Learning math on his own.
And living on a glass of lassi,
Which I would call starving!
He speaks with conviction.
His memory is prodigious;
To call him a philosopher is no cliché:
He is one by temperament and self-training;
Teaches philosophy involuntarily—as praxis,
As ‘a set of operations,’ as he’d put it.
No nonsense,
No snobbery:
He has been
To New York—as a Fulbright Scholar,
To Oxford—as a Visiting Scholar.
Never chips in to say, “When I was in England/US….”
Never affects an accent.
He is an Indian source of the Poststructuralist virus,
And I was the one immediately infected—
On his return to India
From his stint at New York.
The infection still remains—incurable!
His love of me is something like election love:
Parallels are Krishna and Kuchela,
Kopperuncholan and Picirantaiyar,
Johnson and Boswell.
Would speak for me
Without my knowledge or consent!
We have stuck together
For about five decades now,
Defying the Machiavellian dictum: There are
No permanent friends or enemies in life!
He can’t, ugh, bring himself to love a pet—
On which subject
We violently disagree:
He dubs me St. Francis of Assisi, though!
Was born at Christmas
And so christened Noel!
— Ram, .R.V.
Categories:
praxis, friend, friendship,
Form:
Free verse
Tic toc tic toc ticing
Round I go nowhere new
Innocent encircling
Stoical hitherto
Tic toc ta... ... Where is time?
Decoupling tic from toc
Freedom, is that a crime?
Tic dont skip He's time jock
On the wall on their wrist
Infamous tic don't miss
Low middle upper class
Reap what your parent's sows
Our birth grouped by known mass
Compounded bias grows
A zealous radical
Thought is, equality?
Real or abstractional
Freeman's dichotomy
God creates and gives breath
Best used by date stamps death
Planets orbit the sun
Also round it's axis
Constant can't be out run
Ascertained through praxis
However how bout, you?
Isn't change an option
Forge your change in hue, a
Rainbow draws[back] attraction
Like an archer, to pierce
The hearts who weary in fierce
Categories:
praxis, imagery, people,
Form:
Rhyme
Religious,
and perhaps all pedagogical traditions,
are variations on a creation story theme,
both rooted in, and feeding on, multicultural evidence
of faith in polyculturally expanding
mental-crown/physical-root
therapeutic resonant wealth/resilient health-integrity
Fruit of Holy Spirit/Nature co-arising love/life outcomes,
actively loving trusted truths
with peak experienced sacred beauty,
and or diverse
more monotheistic Truth v polytheistic Beauty
fundamentally monoculturing,
monopolistic,
colonizing
abusive and neglectful
demonically dispirited
dissociative ideation,
irreligious actively distrusting trauma,
unnatural,
dis-organically disorganizing
rabidly anti-womanist
homophobic
racist
and anti-spiritual idolatries.
Metaphysics,
religious and scientific and aesthetically woven creation stories,
are bicamerally reconnecting
mindful trust and sacred body beauty
of humane EarthMother
indigenously polytheistic faith
in FatherSun+EarthMother
prime enlightening+empowering
ego/ecosystemic
inhaling/exhaling
informing/exflowing
positive wealth/health co-relationship.
Faith evolves an external landscape cultural projection
of an internal co-empathic landscape
empowering neurosystemic inclusivity
and economically ecological
re-connecting
co-arising peak inter-religioning gratitude,
and degenerative dissonance therefrom.
Gratitude
is a Basic Trust
aptic-empathic response
formed through the experiential praxis of agapic love,
tribal integrity,
RNA/DNA synergy;
the Holy holistic gestalt
of becoming ReGenerate Issue-Identity Awareness;
original intent of deeply enlightened co-gravity's bicameral listening
for healthy WinWin self-identity nutritional opportunities
with diminishing LoseLose risks through decomposition of WinLose networks,
internal and external.
Sociopathology:
My problem is that I am not the center of my universe.
Sociotherapy:
My solution is to perma-multi culturally reintegrate
within our shared universal (0)-soul center,
each moment,
each thought within time,
each relationship between times,
each resonantly resolving development
of EarthTribe's ecologically unfolding time.
Categories:
praxis, beauty, earth, health, religion,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
Is it a new phenomenon,
Known to the world
Through Beckett and Camus?
Sophocles long ago
Heard it on the Aegean.
Oedipus, Bhartrhari, Buddha—all,
Over a period of intense suffering,
Learnt to cope with it,
Each resorting to a different praxis.
King Dasaratha perhaps thought
He knew—until a moment came,
When no knowledge,
No cut-and-dried theory,
No ready-made solution
Could possibly help.
He succumbed.
Kierkegaard could see.
Husserl could show.
Eliot could feel.
Frankl could cope with.
Christ had known.
— R. V. Ram
Categories:
praxis, analogy,
Form:
Lyric
Nondual Listening
Co-Incident Id-Entity
Co-Arising Empathy
fertile EarthMother revolution
Pupils notice
left-deductive
reductive
conflating
labeling
commodifying
dividing
Left from Right dominance.
JustUs Rights
restoring Earth's evolutionary co-arising:
harmonically polyculturing Beloved Communion,
resonantly resilient longing
to belong co-equivalent with Left.
JustUs Permaculturing Mentor
mutually messianic co-redeemer
spiritual health as natural wealth intent
through resiliently wealthy
resonantly healthy
ego/ecotherapeutic praxis:
"Permaculture" as paradigm
designing organic zero-centric whole system therapeutic frame
for designing win/win development,
evolving seasoned revolutions within spacetime
Nondual co-incidental co-arising
Hosts inviting Polycultural Co-Passioning Parasites
Love consumers
and Life producers
DeComposers and ReGenerators,
mutually coherent co-operations
merging healthier polycultural nature environments
within and without conspiring landscapes
more polypathically healthy
than monoculturally unwealthy
Co-redemptive economics of naturally healthy
political wealth,
nondual bi-iconic in/ex-formation balance
zen system of co-arising dipolar discernment
co-manifesting Nondual Win/Win Destiny
EarthTribe dying and living
co-developing exhaling and inhaling
both summer's fullness and winter's purgative hibernation,
enlightenment's fullness and dual-dark embryonic emptiness
optimizing Left's deductive/inductive syntax
and Right's Win-Win eco-normic codex
Sustaining cooperative +Yang/(-,-)Yin equivalent balance
double-bound temporal flow as prime co-binary function
EarthTribe's
Permacultural Sacred Commons
recomposing root-systemic empowerment
at crowning zen-speed
of core-chi bicameral enlightenment.
Polycultural MetricSyntax
+/- C's dipolar appositional co-relationship
Physically Full/MetaPhysically Empty
Zen-Tao-Mahakalpa
NonDualistic CoBinary Prime
Crown/Root 0-Soul.
Categories:
praxis, earth, environment, light, nature,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
A racist favors separation of races.
Racists come in two varieties,
but both behaviorally favor separation of races,
if not theoretically,
then practically,
too comfortable with past apartheid,
such as all White faith communities,
for one nonexclusively intended example,
practicing our habitual ecosystemic politics of mistrust.
Racists favor separation of their race
from that of others
to further ecopolitical praxis of assumed racial superiority,
which is the ongoing mutual disempowerment story of racism.
There is no authentic empowerment side
in our racism story
because we are all weaker when we prefer to fly apart
and stronger when we fly more multiculturally deep-enriched,
together.
In our choices of community investment,
when and where do we seek co-empowerment
of the cooperative multicultural purse?
rather than Business As Competing-Racism Usual.
Competing to defend our birthright separated standing
in life's survivalist-revivalist pecking order,
is a dull monochromatic defensive position
within WinLose gaming positions,
entirely inappropriate for WinWin multiculturing opportunities,
self-other regenerative optimization
for Beloved Health-Wealth Communities.
Categories:
praxis, black african american, political,
Form:
Political Verse
Karma, grace, incarnation,
evolution, progress, enculturation,
pick whichever label fits for you,
are like composting souls and soils,
regenerating dispossessed stuff
within myself, society, Earth.
With compost we extract what we cooperatively invest,
both nature with my nurture,
through Ego's intent
and Earth's Logical polycultural nutrient-praxis.
Soil and humane nature's egosoul enrichment
as bicultural co-redemption
compost two layers
of one ecotherapeutic process;
Browns are decomposing Yin function
and Greens are resonant resolving Yang form.
Just-right balance cooperative water,
avoids dehydration and toxins,
and gently stir BiLateral Time
daily CoPresent
Endo/EctoSymbiotic
Earth-(0)-Soul TransFormation.
I've become inordinately attached
to cooperative health-trends
of EgoMe without EcoWe
as one of my less-well-performing compost piles.
Even so, we keep stirring.
Categories:
praxis, culture, health, humanity, humor,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum