Best Vocational Poems

My grandparents' grandparents,
all sixteen,
digging roots through cultural meristems,
young adults,
adolescents during Time's 1880's,
post Civil War birth of Sir James Crow monoculture.

What would we name this self-hatred,
this lack of compassion and gratitude for help
for human nature's lavish wealth of sun-screening diversity?

Time's internal war,
opening history's gate
to tell new...

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Perfect love is perfection,
it is rare,
if such love exists at all
it must thrive beyond boundaries of my own experience
either receiving,
or giving.

Could this perfection of synergetic harmony and confluence
we have grown to love as love itself
become discovered in and through another
by anyone other than a person,
a...

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Find your way
from brain stemmed
seed tree infancy
of glorious humanity
history

Find your way
From correct diverse limbic resolutions
back to shared soul temporal-health 
co-acclimating diverse struggling issues,
nutritionally resilient production
and root to branch to reroute transportation
and lack of wealth concentrating consumption.

Find your root systemic way
between sensual body limber fruits
cooperatively communicating
well-,...

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Gratitude
A co-empathic sense of trust,
awe,
appreciation of echo-resonant
deep-listening resolutions,
trusted truth in beauty life
together,
better than failing apart.

A resilient sense of belonging 
beyond vulnerable longing for gratitude 

autumnal taproot harvesting spring's irrepressible hope,
just as summer's nutritional body maturation
predicts winter's cold isolation
recomposing mindfulness.

Gratitude
Why Thich Nhat Hanh thinks it important...

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I am sick of excuses to avoid responsibility
and I am, today, sick with excuses to avoid responsibility
with "I'm just a mortal human. I make mistakes.
I judge situations and relationships,
assess potential risks to care and nourishing choices
badly sometimes."

I do. And so do you.

At the same time,
I...

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Sunday morning
time for sabbath sacraments.

He steps into gusty wind,
some fat splatter sweeps of raindrops
fall across his porch roof
on down through roaring river valley,
forceful push, then ebb

February wind storm
raining down warm wet,
a wondrous primal pair
he adores.

Neighbor birds start their liturgical dance
and ritual songs of regeneration
without him.

Already...

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EcoMinisters of Earth Rights
CoArise!

EcoLogicians of resilient encircling might
CoArise!

EcoLegislators of bicameral balancing disposition
CoArise!

What is our highest and best CommonSense
of currently elected policy-choosers?
Where are our optimal health outcomes 
of proactive CommonSense?
What does vast emptiness of positive results
suggest about the CommonSense
of our bipolarizing electorate?

If we consistently choose the...

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Our body is only a cloak,
seek the one who has dressed you,
heed not the dress.
Rumi

My form dresses our shared purpose,
I seek this SuperEco who has formed our cooperative
and synergetic vocational meaning,
not my ego's magically imagined purpose.

Yet I remain distracted and confused
by this illusion of constancy...

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Twelve step therapeutic environments
are probably as old as resonant light and color,
measured in resilient octaves,
and double-bound fractal half-octaves,
learning to listen deeply and widely well,
speaking after listening with integrating honesty,
compelling transparency, vulnerability,
open trust attendance.

Integrity includes accuracy and responsive gratefulness.
Because these are all optimal communication values,
PowerOver distancing...

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When did business ethics
find roots in science
rather than re-connecting
humane re-ligion?

Thereby exempting,
divorcing,
earning a merely fair
and acceptable free economic pass
to continue extraction
exploitation
to build corporate empires
divorced from religion's incorporated
GoldenRule win/win ethics,

Including
family fair play
of sacrificially co-redemptive moral values
on altars of messianic
bodhisattva sacred smoke
and self/other co-reflective mirrors

Meming little everyday issue...

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Do I want to only look at new ones,
never been used,
or is that a too restrictive market,
too competitively priced
for virginity of place and relationship on Earth?
And, is such redemptively-intended virginity
an asset or a deficit,
in which ways?

Could I rather shop in a wider market,
someplace more gently...

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I have had a highly redundant,
one might even choose polypathic,
graduate studies experience
spanning my adult life to date.

This began with a semester of Philosophy.
Just enough to learn I wanted something more experiential,
a more embodied communication environment of Applied Metaphysics, perhaps even polymathically experiential.

So then I began,...

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Earth's diverse Trees of Tribes
mentor ecotherapy with me,
EcoWe,
echoing sighing resonant waves of wisdom
surfing through lunar waxing-waning freedoms
of humanly divine burning nuclear bushes.

Show me,
unveil We,
boundary wu-wei issues
weaving functions with frequencies,
tipping wild-flowering forms with full-color fluencies,
soaring summer's Yangish fired threat of melting ashes,
sawdust outcomes
without winter's quenching white...

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Time's natural evolutionary purpose
and revolutionary EarthTribal meaning
is primordial eco-centric gratitude for being,
as compared to human nature's language 
of becoming some intent we are not yet.

Evolution of our human natural culture
explicates
explains
our cooperative vocational
ecological purpose.

From this exegetical core of consciousness
we each are free to discover
those meaningful outcomes,
value-fertile,
most...

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Dad 
born into white hot poverty  
eldest son of an adulterous drunk
abandoned
man of the house at five
white privilege.
His step father , also a booze bunny and bigot to boot...
to escape 
he went to vocational school
like all poor boys did back in the day
white privilege....
married...

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