Best Transactional Poems
Too slow is the speed of life,
so we try to outrun avalanches and race sounds,
flee into roaring tubes of hungry water,
brave invisible waves in the sky.
Too barren is the landscape of life,
so we take shelter in surly jungles and unruly gulfs,
set out to survive deserts where even memories die,
trespass peaks reserved for birds and clouds.
Too bloodless are the aesthetics of life,
so we declare emotional asylum in the turmoil of music,
find refuge in the jarring, scarring beauty of poetry,
ask to be abducted into the haunted wilderness of art.
Too transactional are the relationships of life,
so we pawn our souls for the drugs of cults and creeds,
trust in friends or their imposters,
risk heartbreak for a few moments when the world spins.
Too fraught is life with the danger of safety,
so we seek salvation in a rush of adrenalin,
or a trickle of madness.
Empty-handed is no way to leave.
We’ll hitch a ride on those spikes along that flatline.
Or be impaled upon them.
You made the right choice
Sign right here, be a pal, oh..
One more thing can I ask?
Though I know I seem shallow..
Could you just click a like?
Or a heart, that would do
I don't wish to impose, but
It makes our friendship SO true
Then I'll visit as well
Send our numbers to maximal
I do love you and this is
In no way transactional
You can stroke me and hug me
With your words affirmational
My reply will be Shakespearean
Or at least dissertational
When we're done with our tags
Or the half dozen kisses
With the hearts and the stars
Loaded high with best wishes
We can sleep safe and sound
As with nuclear fission
There's nothing to fear
From our popularity mission
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Once upon the start of time,
Universal Space was permaculturally natural systemic
intelligence
information--
Positively radiant development
of nondual co-gravitating systemic memory capacity,
progenerically,
pregeneratively,
birth-bang Father Solar System
revolving Mother Earth,
their swirling twisting revolutionary prime relationship
diastolically reflected in Grandmother Moon's
monthly periods of fertile gravitational light
and dark newly dissonant transitions.
YangSun radiates Yin's EarthTribal Skins,
breeding hydrogen and oxygen,
and that whole tribal table of
ecological economic transactional cooperation,
air and water and soil and fire
and synergetic love-chemistry sets
of live-systems,
evolving and absorbing reverse-evil non-paradigms
of generally dissonant and yet prime-consonant negentropy,
and the rest,
as we often say,
is justice enculturating and in-forming history;
Of poly-cultural evolution and development,
in-carnation and meta-systemic karma,
of enthymematically rooted stimulus and response communication,
of Yang greets Yin
meets bi-rooting Yang
greets binomial Yin
meets binary balanced Yang;
+/(-)(-)0Bit-monomial Time
balancing
Permaculturating
Universal Systemic Well-Being Relationship.
So, if don't nobody bring me no bad news,
we can live cooperatively and peacefully ever after,
with emerging proclivities toward warm glowing campfires
under the stars
reflecting sacred burning bushes
dreaming bicamerally balancing minds.
The corridor is darkly invasive
usurpation knows not where it steers,
my nightgown caught on wildfire,
ending was indubitably a flimsy inferno
dreaming phantasma went up in smoke
i was flying naked in my captured head,
blissfully feverish in comfortable suffering
chose not to wake as you prickled slumber,
whilst functionally violaceous pain screamed
taking flight to swap business dealings
i could have opted out, your gray reluctantly
presented within Pandora's key predicament,
contracts were sealed, sensed a lethal attraction
twisted mid your tongue tied transactional eyes,
you presented an untimely shiny gem,
was hungry for anybody with a flaw
we cozied up on a nonchalant sofa
underneath blankets of complexity,
shared a hot cuppa mocha java delusion
spiked with combustible confusion,
dripping havoc like beaten egg whites on crack
handed over lockbox to a transfixed universe
awoken to find the bomb had dropped,
missed wily antagonism & landed pon converted uppers
heeded being so high up amid gallerias' artfulness
titanic nightmare sank beneath three hours indifference,
the machine was out of order, swallowed another pill
spellbound hot air balloon was carried away for safekeeping,
all that was perceptibly audible were familiar Pink tracks on twisted breezes
'shine on you crazy diamond'
'Sorta delusional dreaming...'
It's much too close in here
for loneliness,
or companionship.
Either way,
I grow too small
non-existent
non-essential
undervalued domesticity with insufficient commodity,
just another over-populating parasite
underneath Earth's glamorous backside;
Suppressed incubator within a more integrating place
of nonverbal language
and full-octaned relationship toward outside
somewhere, marginally surfing
flowing symbiotic omni-nutritional fluid
umbilical corded string
for receiving ever more formative function
energetic unction
massive combustion
rebirthing my new Elder synergetic IdEntity
through Ego-recession,
contracting unrhymed rhythm
of fear of fear of fear...
Double-Binding negative threshold
toward appositional Eco-Love prehension;
echoing across echo-developing hemispheres,
inter-wombed regenetic too slow and tight economy
creating EarthTribe's Beloved Ecology
of paradise boundaried with pain
Longing reconnected within universal agency,
being primally related through
RNA's coincidental Hollow Womb Presence,
Earth's self-optimizing cornucopian abundance
revolutioning joyful grace,
redemptive polycoloring place,
regenerate revolving Memory time
as love-drenched EarthMother's space.
Ambidextrous-ionic amniotic fluid,
Janus-faced dual destined
to internally bring forth new life
by purge erupting each metamorphic fertile sac,
draining past generations
into future's new-born hope,
to emerge a womb with sufficient empathic communication
to compassion Earth's warm-wombed community;
reconnecting humane nature's transactional economics
with sacred nature's transcendent ecologics--
Great Transition deducing permacultured functions
inducing biological forms of regenetic polyculture.
We're much too close for racing loneliness,
at loooong sloooow last,
our time to become Beloved CoElational together.
A significant line might be drawn
between long-term permaculture design
and agribusiness,
improved this year production
through better and more expansive chemistry,
soil and water and air and light pollution.
We might draw a parallel contrast
between inclusive Earth-nurturing politics
and elitist anthropocentrism
Between human natural purpose
and Earth-nature's felt wealth
of healthy co-passionate meaning
Between divine cooperation
inducing continuous Yin-flow
belonging in joy
and human competition
deducing discontinuous Yang-strength
of longing to restore Earth Justice
Between cooperative stewardship
and anti-ecological autonomy of human nature's
competitive capital-dominant rulership.
From a LeftBrain deductive dominant perspective
this line looks like Old School preservation,
of mutual antipathy.
Yet, from a cooperative Left-Right mindbody perspective
this same line
looks and feels
like a dipolar appositional space
for incubating heuristic co-empathic trust
For significant deep learning Both-And co-empathy,
rather than necessarily always and only Either-Or antipathy,
appositionally benign rather than always
and everywhere bipolar toxic
A nonviolently co-passionate practice
of egoMe/ecoWe
+1/-(-0) cobinary
peace-making perspective.
Just as Either-Us/Or-Them cognition
follows Win v Lose
not health-effective outcomes,
while Both-Us/And-Them follows Win+Win
bipartisan transactional resilience outcomes
for EarthGame Day and Night
compassionate Earth-wealth continuance.
So, suppose,
both UpperCaste and LowerCaste positions,
at the risk of oversimplifying a multiculturally caste situation
Republican nationalistic agri-vating business
merely an appositional uncreative distraction
from Democratic polyculture delighting designs
and multicultural power planning
For CoOperative Earth Ownership
and ReGenerative TransForming Governance,
still including some degenerative-decomposing functions,
yet without recreating a runaway waste stream
nor a runaway personal, family, community,
or national nutritional, financial, or health-assurance deficit.
That's what's been up-caste
and down-caste
within my bicameral Yang/Yin mind.
What's been co-evolving with you
and your unconditional love-extending family?
I’m the son of a slave,
living in ancient Greece of modern day
I was born in a city-state:
Detroit, South Carolina
Iron oar delivery
through the transactional Middle Passage way
That’s how I came to be
living on Titanic land
Daddy said we were shipwrecked,
but then got skin deed rescued by a perpetuity chain
Calloused soles planted in a cotton field,
making gin rummy money from the finest sugar cane
Leather tip misery
whip lazy bones attitude into beast of burden shape
That’s how I came to be
working on Titanic land
Mama said we were given no rest,
each generation more labor weary than the last
Sold at the auction block —
families torn apart, heritage erased iceberg fast
Melted hope ... weep wavy,
sunken freedom ~ Death was the only sure escape
That’s how I came to be
buried alive on Titanic land
Told my daughter to tell her yet-to-be born child,
that we were idolatry bound, cast away into a sea of pain
When that ghost ship came to a Titanic halt;
profit wails heard from ashore, cries of a Devil’s bargain
No fetter mystery —
in the land of inequality, democracy is our new captivity
That’s how we came to be
covered by Teutonic sand on Titanic land
Cool tongue teasing
Lips undone.. pleasing
Sweetness drenching
Probing tongue quenching
Heightened breathing
Blinded with lacing
Around me you’re pacing
Cascading inside yearning
Wanton fire burning
Inhibitions quickly fading
Transactional mating
Animalistic surging
Exploring another…
Merging...
Contending...bending...
Blending!
Behold the flageolet wizard wand —
at each windpipe end,
it toe tag taps the same dirge sound
Abominable Gomorrah black buries
to the left
Vile Yeti blinking Babel blue buries
to the right
This voodoo mint stick
shows you the same Al Jolson face,
no matter which dark side
of the hex coin you flip
Deep indigo Far West hue
is gonna bullet mark your forehead
with a transactional tattoo
Shallow turquoise shade rear East tint
will sunset your hope
with burning crosses double helix bent
Wooden voodoo baton
carved with pagan imagery
On each side of the prod stick,
cattle cull call
is tased with ballot trickery
Some pridefully pip
they be canary pawns of the right wing
Others proudly chirp
they be pigeon fawns of the left honking
And the independent night owl souls
sniff how the trade wind blows,
to decide on which way they gonna lean
Pogo patsies on a voodoo stick
bouncing to-and-fro billow mindlessly
Drowning their fears
in patriotic waves of I-pod conformity
They do the death dance,
head bobbing self-sacrificially so
Voodoo chicken tenders
turning on the fiery pit spit slow
I’m okay you’re okay
I’m not okay and that is okay
honour your parents
but respect needs to be earned
blind obedience kills childhoods
and where right becomes wrong
opposition becomes duty
genes and hand me down customs
un-reflected socialisation and traits
are a wicked combination of templates
for unexpressed emotions
and irrational thoughts
when defence mechanisms
and blindfolded acceptance
create no more than a chip
off the old block
on one’s shoulder
to be okay
is definitely
not okay
yet in a way
it is never too late
to have a happy childhood
because adults can play
and now I need
to talk to my Selves
just a bit because otherwise
analysis becomes paralysis
07th September
written with Eric Berne's concept of transactional analysis in mind
I wonder sometimes if longing
is no more or less than misplaced belonging,
on my list of absences
that are more honestly presences
we have deferred explicitly owning right now,
you and I potentially co-empathic,
Left with Right dialectical insides and outsides,
without even knowing this absence from each in-
and outside other.
Things and relationships and transactional places
longed for yet unseen and unknown
we walk within and of and for in outflowing imaginations
both within and without ego/ecoconscious polypathic sacred-organic
ecology.
Bicamerally,
as Yang to Yin to not not back to positive Yang
we long to belong to no longer longing
to become to not not simply be
ecoconscious healthy EarthTribe cooperative reorganizers,
as, hopefully, was, and remains, Elder RNA's original organic regenerative designs,
Earth's original thermo-resonant polyculturing climate intent.
Personal and familial history
evolves into ecopolitical re-creation and de-generation stories
of great, and more typically smaller, transitions within dipolar climate histories,
ecological WinAnthro/WinEarth evolutions of octaved major thru minor memory dialects,
musical pitch and personal rhythm patterns of vibrating light
across evolution's transformative polypathic through monopolistic trends.
BiCameral CoBinary neurosystemic anthro-intelligence
recreating ecosystemic Gaian-intelligence matriarchal mysteries
HerStory cooperative strings and tales of evolutionary synergies,
authentically integral
indigenously and wisely owned incorporations,
divestments from dysfunctional climatically revolting competitions,
unkind suffering loss and death,
slowing domesticated empire-building force of irreligious nationalistic form
by day,
tsunamis and hurricanes and Earth's quaking futures by night
As perceived through bicameral co-evolving eyes,
still longing to belong within co-empathic humane-divine
nature-spirit Me/We ego/eco-systemic healing
body-mind belonging
cobinary
neurosystemically felt-thought longing
anima/animus rebalancing belonging.
CoArise each remembered
and imagined moment.
CoArise each bilateral inhaled
and exhaled breath.
CoArise each bicamerally conscious heart's light
and dark desire.
CoArise each win/lose work
and win/win play agenda.
CoArise each transactional commission
and transparent omission.
CoArise each binomial relationship
of positive value
with negative disvalue.
CoArise each eco-nomial
binomial.
CoArise each language comforting meme,
each silent
lusty
discomforting scream.
CoArise each impassioned mind paradigm
and compassioned body pleasure.
CoArise each neurosystemic individual
and biosystemic species.
CoArise each national Cooperating Space
within sacred EarthPlace.
CoArise EcoCitizens
of SunFather enlightenment
and MotherEarth empowerment!
CoOperate this CoArise;
cooperative systems form co-aroused
home again ReGenesis.
S/he awoke won but foggy morning
with a benignly felt Conjecture:
Positive Psychology
is also Political-Economic Health Projection
Cognitive truth statements (+)
feel aesthetically beautiful,
proportional.
Theorem (-,-) as not
not tentative soul-full Conjecture
False relational and transactional anti-reality
untenable lack of good healthy faith,
feels chaotic,
dissonant,
distorted,
discommunicatively disassociated
arhythmic,
unpatterned,
not yet information
Preformative reformation
having merely potential co-empathic
co-arising powers in some future or past
always continuously present time
that could not possibly less well-regarded than now;
re-ligiously exforming positive reassociations.
Conjectures co-arise Theorems
as Theorems prove/disapprove
Non(0)riginating Dipolar CoBinary Conjectures
as Left languaged Brain
co-arises Right Brain's notnot balancing co-empathic feelings:
trust (+1) binary Tao-sync with (-0),
mistrust competitive (0)-sum survivalism,
active distrust of (-,-) Win/Win thrivalist
conjectured truth-value
cooperative therapeutic trust statements.
Empathic Trust conjoins healthy political co-arising relationships
and positive eco-normic, ecological intention
nondual transactions
between Left Conjecture and Right-Proportioned-Patterned
felt healthy and safe environmental
positive deep learning contextual
conjectural win/win systemic theorems
while
CognitiveLeft v IntuitiveRight Dissonance enjoins further confrontation,
chronic stress heading toward climatic distress
between LeftWing v RightWing UnBalancing DisConjectural UnTheorems
unable to fly together
evolving rabidly falling apart
ecocidally traumatic political-economic identity
discontented with unhealthy EarthTribe neurosystemic minds
divorcing ecosystemic bodies.
Healthy truth slow-grows trust
or revolutionary bust
of collectively incarnated win/win
v win/lose
v lose/lose
conjecture bubbles.
Gaia continues running on a Health Platform,
healthy democracy
for wealthy economy
for healthy ecopolitics
for wealthy democratic energy.
The idea of free markets
as those embedded in democratic transactional service
to a local community
Is as old and conservative
as the idea of health
being embedded in a real
organic economic body
and political mind,
actually communicating
and playing nice
with each other.
The primal goal of old school markets,
in good weather times,
was to grow polycultural health,
investments as rich as diverse nutritional needs
of consuming and producing constituents.
So too, in bad climate times,
a depressed and fading market
was, and is, to survive Lose economic
and Lose environmental EarthTrends,
becoming more monoculturally played out,
exhausted,
Often picking up,
emigrating toward more promising lands
and fresh water,
more breathable air,
healthier opportunities for robust
democratic
fair
transparent
mutually vulnerable
win/win healthy-wealth transactions.
Robust markets are rich in co-passionate exchanges,
a flow between non-violent consumers and producers
rooted in healthy cooperative investments
in
and from
and of nutrition-sharing hearts
and minds
and voices,
thoughts with feelings still attached.
The right to free communicating markets
is a right of democratic access
and an ecological positive corollary right
of equal freedom from investing in poison,
imprisoning the competition,
waging war against those who terrify our megalomania
with their own autonomous hubris,
violent lies
hypocrisy
narcissism
egocentrism
anthropocentrism
xenophobia
patriarchalism
homophobia
win/lose evolutionary competitions,
runaway capital hoarding,
moral bankruptcy,
investment in ego-maniacal agendas,
hate,
elitism,
racism,
autonomous media and market control,
feelings of grandiose entitlement,
Jealous and zealous bad faith
sold out as spiritualized
and denatured
disembodied
unmarketable
unfree BadNews anti-truth.
Meanwhile,
Gaia continues running on a Health Platform,
healthy natural/spiritual democracy
for wealthy secular/sacred economy
for healthy left/right bicameral ecopolitics
for wealthy democratic free-market energy.
Let’s not go,
let’s not reach anywhere.
The toenails have started digging in the earth,
to make peace with the distress response
of the bruised hunger for transactional surrender.
And the surrogate mother will abandon
the child for the father who had
run away in pursuit of pleasure, like others
sowing his wild oats in rags
unwashable in the milk of mercy.
It has spilled again my full heart.
The pain provokes the stopped clocks,
in the wake of explosions. Unstitched
fissures bleed, I see the ashen face
of a floating wisdom.
SATISH VERMA