Long Biotic Poems
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Defining Terms:
Ego--not Eco
Left--not Right
If Ego = not Eco,
as Left = not Right,
Then not(Left) = not(not Right)
If Left hemisphere is Either/Or dominant
as Right hemisphere is Both/And prominent,
Then Either/Or = not Both/And
and
not(Either/Or) = not(not Both/And) logic
and ecologic
and theologic
and biologic
and sociologic
and anthropologic
and systemic-logic
and comparative Win/Lose to Win/Win healthy wealth game-logic.
Calculating math
and strategic arts and sciences
and integrity compromises and risks
unfortunately necessary for economic or political power
ZeroSum loss containment
Are not the same closed-off skill sets
as Open Whole Systemic life skill
mythopoetic WinWin co-facilitations
felt through bilateral geometrics
and biotic life sciences
and old performance arts with new info-technology sciences,
and integral health-wealth optimization opportunities
Invited by WinWin maximizing ecopolitical cooperative ownership
and inside/outside
ego/eco-management powers
through multicultural democratic health gains
As calculated and strategically WinWin commodified
by multiculturing EarthTribe
Zero TaoSouls.
It is an important principle
of ego/ecofeminist bilateral dipolar therapy
that the yin-healer
polypathically loves to learn
to stretch toleration for intolerable yang-aggressive
challenged and challenging people
And growing robust tolerance
co-acclimation
for understanding patriarchal principles,
physical v metaphysical dissonant pain,
mysteriously dying plants and under-privileged species
and denying matriarchal WinWin PatrioticPlanet
tipping toward a bilateral balancing point
hoping for our open Universal ecosystemic Win
and unclosed Unitarian-Integral ego-systemic individuating Win.
Unfortunately,
this reform may require transforming the yin-healer's memory
back toward early WinWin childhood
and/or projecting toward a future
shared WiseElder tolerance
fore-giveness
and long-term restorative mercy
for all past intolerant communications
in response to monocultural colonizing
patriarchal intolerance
of polycultural creolizing
matriarchal tolerance,
Celebrating both/and everyday communion.
Floating in universal am biotic energy
Anchored to the sun by magnetized rainbow light beams
Intertwined torsions fluttering in universal symphonic frequencies
Charting experience maps using emotional tendencies
Holding energetic space; knowing sources grace…
I feel my heart beating
I feel my heart beating I hear my inner master I am pensive powerful peace…
This awareness is my savior; I am the individual hologram creator, designing my life with energy
The lovers dance is whole when the eyes see the inner mirror of one’s self appreciation Pulsing through my endocrine being calm heating crystalline feeling…
Empowering me with courage love humility
Opting to free myself forever from fears futility
Releasing fantasy pressure; squeezing forth my inner diamond into the outer
Surrendered to the unknown magic; being with mastery like the lotus flower…
Once, there were buffalo herds,
then the white man came.
All business money-minds;
their hide market thrived
and then…no buffalo.
Once, the porcelain beluga,
numbered in the thousands.
Years of caviar-mad minds
depleted the pods,
to only three thousand, worldwide;
then, there were nearly none.
A-biotic oil hunters fracked
the oceans; earth’s crust.
Cracked by water and carcinogens,
That have, depleted too much algae.
Soon, there’ll be none.
No plankton and algae,
starves thousands of marine species.
Look ahead, fifty to one hundred years
and there’ll be no more.
Once, there were colorful coral reefs,
but demoniacal corporations,
have destroyed them.
Black sludge,
Oil-seeking fools, trusting fools;
have eliminated them.
Now everything floods and
there will be no more life.
Once, there were planets,
in Earth’s solar system.
The great destroyer, humans;
Have obliterated them all
and it exists,
No more.
Someday, humans will obliterate themselves
and then, there’ll be none left;
on the brown dwarf,
formerly called,
“Earth”.
it is circulated deep into the soil
that you’ve wore the dress of paraffin
in the multidimensional wind of the winter
the cash-memo of the recently purchased
gold-bangles
would reside for some time more
then all the pregnant women
would assemble in the river-ghat
to meditate on the paddy-blossoms
all diamonds and clubs
would overcome their insomnia
through this arrangements
the crushing-news of fostering
flows
this dilution is well-known
the river-ripple of the air
after reading the sun
would keep some extension of dahlia
on its palms
in an unwritten evening
the demi-god-birth of the fire-flies
would break
their easy dead bodies
by the instigation of the surges
would ring … and ring… and ring
and spread cheerfulness
the elderly rain-tree comes to spray anti-biotic
on the spoilt top-branch of the young lad
covered with citronella
Thy voice sounds like violin from distance
Melody of the holy angels
Thy beauty bouncing along the conductor
The airwaves beautified by the rhythm
A glut of neurons awakened by a giggle
How thy voice closes distance by wire?
My receiver agitates from life
Thy words transmit power through the wire.
The command you possess over my body;
Pauses not there!
Pass it on to non-biotic
Come dismiss my lesions.
When the air is saturated
It penetrates my dual engine of life,
With trebled effort much as of gamma
Even the clouds display thy image
Oh! What a natural wonder!
Do all the eyes witness the beauty at once?
I wonder what gives you reign.
Who crowned you this way?
My mind meant to rest-you take me far
The frame is at rest-your presence feeds my spirit
Together we traverse the world
All places far from imagination
Within a blink of the mental eye!
Alcohol is a drink, that makes us socialize
to unwind and relax, with conservation and laughter
but for a few, it makes them not very wise
because their actions, can only lead to disaster
All this drinking, can be so catastrophic
turning some into, what they call an alcoholic
so to avoid their problems, we need an anti-biotic
that finds a solution, so they don’t end up chronic
There are those who drink, to not be the odd one out
and there are many who drink, because of peer pressure
Alcoholism can be done, so you don’t feel stressed out
coming from the school, work and relationship depressor
Alcohol is commonly used, for many celebrations
and creates many drunks, that look like a stoner
with many young humans, inspired by drinking delusions
coming out of their shell, not seen when they are sober
NATURE'S PHENOMENON
Beauty that is the life phenomenon with the scenic view
But those who can feel it and mesmerise its bliss were very few
A quiet place , with breathtaking waterfalls covered in all mist
Emerging the unmeasurable ocean with its cool breeze
Winds swirling in the blue and limitless sky
It's like a presence of holy heaven somewhere nearby
It's reverence on the earth is so much rare
But the human will never knew and feel it as a spare
From dawn to dusk ,From sunrise to sunset
Biotic and abiotic components compiles like a illusion
Makes the mother nature and changes it's presence with seasons
It helps nurture ones soul, body and reawakens the lost spirit
Owning this earth is incoherent
But we can have its benefits and keep it safe as it was inherit!!!!!
Dated:15 July 2016
I write of those fleeting moments,
unmindfully lived
Gone before I was even aware of their passing;
Knowing they were a mere uneventful glance,
a slice of my life
disappeared
vanished
gone--
Gone forever into that vacuous biotic
known as my life,
as it were, and
Realizing so are the passages of every life.
The whole is but gathered vaporous bits
of mostly irrecoverables
Still, I gather those glances into malleable clumps
[I am thankful they were mine to live
small pieces of me
memorable
joyful
sad--]
Of clay and mold them into one recognizable piece
known as my life,
as it were, and
Realizing so are the passages of every life.
March 5, 2021
Withering wandering waves of a wasted will
The Nomad stands in solace within the silent still
Universal laws that lock and securely seal
Metaphorical minds that soon rebelliously reveal
Lachrymal light years that have gallantly gone
Pensive prisons meticulously molding a mortal pawn
Methodical madness mocking a soulless vessel
Where the deceived desiccated lie numbly nestled
A spirit stimulated by satiated slings and arrows
Barely escaping the narcotized narcissistic narrows
Vigilant valorous voids pleasingly passing through
To help distill the poisoned biotic bacterial brew
In the realms of the Nomadic turbulent tribes
Stands one alone with votive vibrational vibes.
June.08.2016
For Contest...
DISTANT THINGS...By John Lawless
In long winters
when curious bears hibernate,
When even those few songbirds left behind
are stoically silent
at their least amorous time,
When uneven bare trees and bushes
retire into aptic
dormant
deep naked entropy,
It is sad seasonally appropriate
to barely live outside robotic,
lethargic, biotic bionic
frozenly mechanistic
and yet deeply empathic,
simultaneously.
Then springs Spring!
Let synaptic mania
swell up again,
Open the windows
and darkening doors
to set this home and love
in fresh-incoming sappy order
Resiliently resonant enough
to last through sweltering dog days
of co-empathic musky slumbering
buzzing
drowsy summer,
fat with greens
united,
and not uncuriously uniform.