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Communion
reversed
grows feelings of narcissistic isolation.
Isolation
reversed
invites empowering cooperation.
Cooperation
reversed
requires competitive capitalization.
Capitalism
begets
Win/Lose strategic
Business as bottom economic line
Usual.
BusinessAsUsual
begets
monocultural monopolistic fantasies.
Monopoly Win fantasies
beget
monotheistic loyalty games
speaking patriotism
whispering worship.
Monotheistic loyalty
begets
isolation.
Isolation
reversed
invites active communion,
a verb
sacredly familiar
as secular cooperation
Cooperation
co-arising
polypaths toward WinWin Futures,
economically secular
and politically sacred
communion
abhors mere capital
monotheistic underinvestment.
Monotheistic isolation
reversed
grows feelings of polyphonic communion,
resilient ecology,
resonant theology.
The silence of sacred trees branching
and the secular sounds of trees shedding branches
nearby
is not yet overhead,
nor peacefully overheard.
Mindful and good, move mindset forth;
Align grand poise, align sure face;
Nurture brave mood, nurture path north.
Obsess clear choice, obsess fine grace;
Feel people's pain, feel champions cause.
Pride spurs tangent, pride hurls passion;
Ride fear and strain, ride surge and pause;
Incite movement, incite action;
Note danger signs, note active style;
Charge with clear calm, charge with sure spark;
Intent draws lines, intent frames smiles;
Proof spreads kind balm, proof wears high marks;
Live a grand aim, live a great quest;
Etch without blame, etch your grand zest.
Leon Enriquez
27 March 2015
Singapore
Virginia Beach Massacre Never Again Ever
Virgina Beach
?In a night of horrific scumbagery violence
?Rarely seen in this jaded age of ours?
Gone in one hour
?In just a few short minutes?
Nothing more than that
?In just a few moments?
All 12 victims were murdered
By a disgruntled white man
?Every one he knew was shot
?And killed for no reason
Caused by the demons
?His soul was so infected
Murderous demonic voices
?All in his head
?Screaming
kill them all
kill them all?
everyone must die
Death to all humans
Screaming none stop
violence in his head?
All the time
Causing him to start shooting
everyone he saw
?Regardless of who they were
or where they were
?Everyone must die
screamed the demonic voices
in his head
No one can be left alive
?Everyone must die?
Virtually all must die
in his internal video game?
Everyone must die
?Again just another day
?Gone horribly wrong
?All across America?In
every town?
No where is safe anymore
As Frank Z once sang
there is no way to deny
that trouble coming every day
Virgina Beach massacre
Virgina Beach massacre?Just another
Average night in America?An Active Shooter
scumbagery violence?Rarely seen
in this jaded wild world?Gone in one hour
In a spasm of horrific?scumbagery
In just a less than 30 short minutes?Nothing more than
In just a few short 30 moments?All the victims
were murdered while at their daily work?wrong place wrong time
act of a demotic deranged madman?voices screaming Kill
The voices scream death to all humans?All must be killed
The voices scream over and over?All must die now
Just another night in America?Home of the free
land of the brave
and lots of guns
lots of guns
Winds whisper be active throughout the day
Flowers whisper enjoy every moment of stay
Mountains whisper be silent, calm, stand tall
Rains whisper go up pure every time you fall
Moon whispers in dark be the light
Sun says don't be egoistic of your might
Multifarious things can block me
Be realistic, your limitations always see
Earth whispers endure all pain
Be silent, in crying there's no gain
Forests whisper don't worry at all
Benevolent God provides for all
Waves whisper work without rest
Till you are alive don't lose your zest
Rivers whisper don't stop till your goal you reach
Many things profound, elements of nature teach
19.07. 2021
For WHISPERS, John lawless
Potd 20.07.2021
One would wonder how the West came to the interiors
of Africa:
For whether it was the first time or so many a time in the
past.
And if it was true about the former, like the West would
almost carter for another view of the world, another views
yes, it seems like the world is ranking of hierarchy from
the top to bottom, somehow like a blossoming flowers,
somehow like a very active elements?.
Now, is it not at least a legacy or political whims or
monster or dragon or willy-nilly?.
Farther bend down the history is a view or wish or hope
strange tonight or how are these things sigh or doth
ballad? somehow like the world will echo in memory
and love and something?.
Yes, imagine somehow forget- me - not or rose or her
bosom, even a merer, merer, merer whims.
In the Nativity, Jesus was not given space, room,
For a kingly birth with velvet and silk to concord;
Rejection stood aloof at the inn curbing the bloom,
Holding and seeing the babe fight a harsh board.
According to Matthew and Luke, this lens saw
The nativity as being the genesis of Christianity -
The split incarnation of Jesus the man to awe,
And Jesus the god, in twin scenes and cities mighty.
After some decades of the death of Jesus the man,
The gospels were structured by Rome’s docs, writ;
Emperor Augustus was the god n’ saviour to span,
As the ‘beginning of the good news’ to boom, orbit.
Mark’s Jesus parallels the document of Vespasian,
Introducing the deified reign, and the son of God;
Papyrus told the ‘good news’ of this god-man,
Proclaiming peace and joy to all in dominion, baud.
Even though this was a virgin birth with no soul mate,
Roman emperors revelled in mythology active,
To claim likewise to be born of woman and god fate,
Endeavouring to claim to be eternally proactive.
Greek and Roman mythology is threaded throughout,
The gospels, being steeped and founded upon its stool -
Emperors were the kings of all the people stout,
And the gods listened to, guided, blessed and did rule.
Fought for, accepted prayers for, interacted with, for
The people’s shout - the gods were eternally worshipped,
And adored, called all to wash - jilted baptism's floor,
The growing believer with creed n’ followers identified.
The first of Earth's life support systems
to go
was crude oil
Then natural-spiritual gas
Then easily accessible commercial-grade
and scale
coal.
Then wood
for crude construction.
Then electric grid energy
MiddleEastern
then Western
then Eastern colonizing infrastructures
pathologically cascaded
down
into local-cooperative democracy scale.
While internally cooperative infrastructures
of active love
beauty and grace of
and gratitude for
PositivEnergy Democracy
expanded exponentially,
driven by both Positive cooperative investments
and Negative loss divestments
of WinNow to LoseLater
long-term self disempowering deficit,
rather than WinWin co-redeeming,
options.
Then clean drinking water
pathologically cascaded
away from where it was needed
and toward where seaside communities
entire coast lines
were redrawn,
and boundary issues
of dry nations
and barren refugee states
faded away
from multi-mediated view.
While internally WinWin
cooperative infrastructures
swept revolutionarily in,
like a grateful sacred tsunami,
economic and political cascade,
social and psychological and historical reweaving,
theological and ecological co-regenerative,
reaching toward livable climate needs
within
as without
For health
as abundant multicultural EarthWealth
With Permaculture Design
ego-ecotherapeutic ZeroZone centering practices,
Psychological PositiveEnergy ReStorations,
GoldenRule Therapeutic Justice,
NonViolent, local through global, Peace
WinLose LeftBrain Either/Or
Nature/Spirit dualistic fundamentalism
cascading toward WinWin Both/And eco/theological gratitude,
Positive LeftRight ProLife GreenEnergy STEAM Systems,
gratitude for trust and beauty attitudes.
BadNews closed doors chosen first
are GoodNews open doors
cooperatively chosen WinWin last
yet healthy best.
Did you ever go hunting bear he asked
When you were traveling in the North West
No, I never went hunting bear,
Before I went, I always got dressed
Were you sexually active with the defendant
The lawyer asked the woman with the long blonde hair
She said no, your honor I was not
Most of the time I just quietly lay there
The officer said you were speeding sir
If you hit something at that speed, you’d be dead
Just keeping up with traffic, sir, now look
Because of you they’re getting so far ahead.
My wife said you love the Navy more than me
That yearning for the sea must be in your genes
I said you have nothing to worry about dear
I still love you more than I do the Marines
She said alcohol is no good for you
You’ve got to quit drinking she was pleading
I said I’ve read all the articles about drinking too much
And have decided to quit reading
She screamed you’ve been out all night
Where have you been
He said I waited for sunlight
So I could see coming in
The Gift of the Grace within
The first is the anchor, dropped deep in the soul,
A gift unearned, making the fractured heart whole
The dual river for no merit, no earning of worth,
But pours from the heavens to swallow the earth
In mercy absolute, boundless, and free
That saves and sustains the quiet refuge
Where the captive inner stillness goes free
It is saving grace, the wide, open door
Where human efforts need struggle no more
The second is the current, the fire, the wind,
The strength that begins where our boundaries end
It steps into weakness, a dynamic power,
To train and transform in the turbulent hour
When cultural storms and fierce disorders roll,
It guards the deep temple and comforts the soul
The sacred empowerment sustaining grace, the pillar of might
Turning our darkness to active, soft light
One lifts us from valleys and sets us on mountain above,
The other empowers our walking in harmony, peace and love
Both flow from the Author, the finisher and the king,
The shelter and stillness to which we now cling
Clinging to the unmerited that is sufficient fulfilment
Clinging to the finisher with divine enablement
Clinging to the inner stillness and emotional shelter in the kin
Cling to the two-fold favour and the gift of grace within.
The location of names becomes recognizable only after traveling
beyond the Martian heat
and the Jupiterian tempests
a massive yet unknown entity exists
which people almost never discuss
Neptune
the entity does not require observation
the entity does not release its red light
the entity does not emit its golden light
the entity exists
in its cold state
with its blue appearance
the entity remains silent
if we could see despair
its color would match this shade
the winds there produce sounds that exceed all other locations
but no human being can detect them
the storms move through space
like explanations for complicated thoughts
which keep moving through their endless
repeated cycle
without reaching a conclusion
I selected this planet
because of its dim appearance
instead of its bright features
the display of hidden emotions
appears through the way people
maintain their undisclosed emotions
which they choose to keep private
Neptune exists anyway
distant locations retain their significance
silent environments contain active existence
while people cannot see something
they can operate their functions
the main message seems to be that
you can maintain your existence
through the lightest exposure of sunshine
which exists at the universe's outer limits
you maintain your existence
through your active movements
which display your strength
the world exists
beyond our line of sight
the world exists
even when people do not pay attention to it.