Long Bipolar Poems
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What is the difference
between an anti-theist
and a pro-humanist?
What is the difference
between a terrorist
and a terrific zest?
What is the remainder
when subtracting NonZero-Sum WinWin outcomes
from Zero-Sum WinLose capital incomes?
Why do
Permaculture Designs
and Restorative Sacred Justice Resolutions
share the same healthy wealth goals?
If they do,
and why don't they,
if they don't?
What is the health value comparison
between competitive LeftBrain dominant educational disciplines
and cooperative Right/Left predominate deep learning co-invitations?
What is the therapeutic value
noticing differences between invidious comparisons
and virtuous contrasts,
between bipolar oppositions
and dipolar co-arising appositions?
What is difference
and sameness
within non-violently healthy communication
and compassionately wealthy co-empathy?
What are cooperative tipping point systems
in-between ecological LeftBrain health-cultures
and theological RightBrain sanctuary climates?
Between secular
and sacred,
nature
and spirit,
exhale
and inhale,
compete against pressure
and cooperate with atmosphere?
What is the difference
between a win/lose agnostic
about Earth's sacred integrity
and a Win/Win bicameral humanist
within Earth's health-optimizing
revolving
returning
recycling
repurposing
reweaving
redeeming
resonant
resilient
regenerative synergy?
What is cooperatively owned
pantheistic DNA
and profoundly democratic-trust energy,
bicamerally trans-humanistic,
polyculturally self/other empowering,
Win/Win co-investment
in wealth of health nutritional
bio- and geo-systems,
ego- and eco-therapeutic networks
yang- and yin-healing operations?
My African-American
young adolescent daughter,
since she was age five
needing a therapeutic home and family,
with Oppositional Disorder
and deviantly diverse neural-cognitive communication patterns,
would have voted for Donald Trump if she could.
In large part,
I suspect and fear,
because she is obsessively attracted
to what and whom she knows is bad for her.
Bad medicine.
Toxic sights and sounds and feelings.
Poisons for all sensory receptors,
Mutually oppositional reiterative disorder
perpetually trading barbs of blame and shame,
games she so loves to hate to play,
with tendencies toward bipolar disarray.
Why does she seem to prefer older
straight
blond boys?
Probably because she identifies herself as a younger
brown-skinned
curly-headed
(in several ways and means)
princess-diva-girl.
Anyway,
she helped me vote for our town's Mayor,
and School Board,
and Propositions about borrowing money
to pay it back later
out of her real-estate and business tax investments.
What she thought would be more interesting investments
for her future,
rather than bridges,
and firetrucks,
and improved highways,
she thought more gardens would be nicer,
and more nutritional in the long run.
As for Mayor,
she told me to vote for "Donald."
Well, honey,
bad news.
None of these candidates is a Donald.
I didn't say Donald
I said vote for Dora.
(Did I mention her speech therapy,
and lack thereof?)
(Did I mention I'm deaf as a post
and old enough to be her Great Gay Grandfather?)
Honey,
I don't think writing in "Dora"
would be a good idea
because she's not one of the choices here.
Well,
just don't vote for Donald Trump again.
Never mind about the "again,"
as if I ever had,
or would,
But,
what came between you and your love for Donald?
He is against my mental health
and my mental health right
to live in a good community
without fear of automatic
or even not-automatic
gunfire.
You've been reading my blog again
haven't you?
No!
Why would I read anyone
not smart enough to write in Dora for Mayor?
Today, please join me
in considering this question:
What are your most resilient characteristics
of your own healthy caring system?
And what could this possibly have to do
with holes and poles,
whole open systems
and bilateral space/time
Here/Now dipolarities?
insies v outies
informing and outflowing
inhale v exhale
breathlessly in-between
eternal surfing back and forth
of thrusting time
in dynamically inspiring space
actively anticipating
GrandMother Moon's
peak and valley cooperative
full bipolar whole hemispheres
and renewing empty hole
dark promise to dipolar co-arise
co-invested
co-passionate experiences
once again
Reconsidering
our most resilient characteristics
as a healthy
caring
integrally connected EarthTribe
With panentheistic preferences
feeling both Holy and Holonically NatureSpirited
in peak Win/Win passionate mind
pleasuring body rememories
Considering this question
of dark Trauma Prevention
wounded light TherapyReception
co-investments
redesigning more resiliently polypathic
co-infested neurosystems.
Always in a blacked out state
Never knowing what's real or what's not
Always blurred due to medication
Is this now my new station?
Holding on to who knows what
Crying as I'm the one time forgot
Seeing things that arnt even there
Sat still as I sit and stare
No enjoyment from music or TV
Everything is alien to me
Waiting for the medication to work
But all this waiting is making me berserk
Patchy days and nights have unfolded
The seat I'm sat on has become moulded
What is real and what is fake?
Will a blade to my arm shock me awake
Lost in mania with delusions to boot
Medicine not working, no joy to persue
Shaking before my black out comes
5 minutes of peace while I twiddle my thumbs
It's so lonely being in my mind
And to be honest the happiness I cant find
All over body aches while the shadows keep score
How much more am I good for?
Brain waves acting in over drive
Neuro cells colliding- how am I alive?
Crying now and I can't stop
The ghost of bipolar here before I drop
Everything hurts, make it stop
Shadows please you've made your point
Voices in my head so loud
Yet I'm the one who feels out of the crowd
Bipolar mania is the worse
This is new and I'm not well versed
What's it going to take to stop
Will I be here, will I make the cut?
So onto another benzo I go
Might numb the noise, but who knows
The shadows and voices will come back
I just don't have the energy for their attack
So ill sit here quite as can be
Hopefully the shadows won't see me
Maybe the medication will work today
And mania and delusion will drift away
Until then though the pain I must endure
I'll be honest though, I can't take much more
Darkness or light is always the battle
But today I cant help but rattle
Darkness vs light with all my might
Darkness vs light is the fight
A blade to my arm to stop the pain
When will the shadows go away
Darkness vs light is the fight
Just how much courage does it take?
To stick to the plan that I’d made
And why should I be afraid?
To live my own destined fate
When all I could do is hate
All the things that I have said
Can’t I just stay in the bed?
With no sorrows and no regret
But the image of it in my head
Keeps on replaying until the end
When Yin was growing down
and into belonging
still in EarthMother's warm wet womb,
she followed her interdependent 0-wheels
of enscripted color and sound octaves,
Appreciation for multicultural sensory integrity,
primal relationships of sight and scale
felt polyphonic longing and/or belonging,
meta-physical creolization,
gratitude for polycultural dialogue
and consensual democratic circles
warm to discernment,
co-empathically seeking full-round consensus.
Meanwhile,
as Left-hemisphere dominant Yang
was colonizing out
and patriarching up,
he conserved 1-universal BusinessAsUsual monochrome
in triumphal shades of dark static non-elite nights
and peak triangulated wealth experiences of white
light
universally transcendent bright.
Yang thought in bipolar Either/Ors
of black or white
while Yin felt through dipolar Both/And
circles and cycles
spirals of nuanced multiculturing colors,
tones,
hues and felt cries
and sighs
and shy.
As they learned gratitude
for each Other's 0/1 GoldenRule
and 1/0 GoldenRatio preferences of bipolar thought
and dipolar intersectional warm feelings of belonging
they deep learned democratic cooperative compassion
for healthy regenerativity
as positively and politically and economically
and ecologically and theologically
and analogically polypathic,
And mutually-owned disdain
for competitive win/lose longing,
reductive RightWing dominating seductive LeftWing
with aggressively monochromatic degenerativity,
negative paradigmatic dissonance,
both cognitively and affectively ineffective
Especially as Yin deeply repurposes growing down
and in
still under MotherEarth's warming
wetting
multicoloring NonZero-Sum womb
loving democratic
meta-energetic
ecofeminist healing life.
Addiction is what happens
when mediation doesn't happen.
Addiction is what happens
with my feelings
when mediation doesn't happen
in MeWe conscious thoughts.
Addiction is what happens
with bipolar up and down
dipolar co-arising feelings
when compassionate mediation
doesn't happen in ego/eco-systemic
bicameral Both/And thoughts.
Addiction
to hearing oneself chatter away
is what happens
when more modest mediation
doesn't happen.
Addiction to fast-paced competition happens
when cooperative mediation doesn't.
Addiction happens
when mediation
doesn't, quite so much.
Addiction
to mediation
doesn't do much.
Mediating
addictions
does all else.
Many of our most integral
holistic
spiritual,
re-ligioning,
re-connecting,
loyal pursuits
lead us on an individual
inside well-worn faithful path
that monoculturally separates
internal inside climate issues
from Earth's vast extended family
outdoor voices
of concern and comfort.
Higher multiculturing
multi-generational
poly-regenerational truths
are also deeply sensed
outside inside quiet contemplation,
alone within four straight flat walls,
autonomously separate fragments
of global life/death epic issues
Inside silent still
contemplating past rounds
fired by negative Muses of DeGenerative Change
draws distorting hard distraught
fundamental flat walled lines
boxing in sad egos
trapped inside eco-habitat outdoor stifling
and freezing
toxic separation
within/without
severing our win/win rightbrain inside voice
from our win/lose left outside choices
as if two oppositionally defiant climate issues.
As if we are condemned to an unsustainable
bipolar
duality of mind
more chronically dispassionate
than a singular
creative dipolarity
of heart/mind
felt/thought
trust/truth
spirit/nature
Pursuing
inviting our win/win ego/eco-nutritional truths
physically-sensually whole,
while severed from outside voices,
harmonic and dissonant muses,
longing for in/out communion,
diminishes emerging full rhapsodic chords,
Earth-sung attachment moments
achieving wider stretching intimacy
engagement
climax
Integrity with those ecologically around us
theologically and historically within us,
healthy and pathological cultures
win/win and lose/lose,
living and dying climates
and all becomings
win/lose rounds of compromised win/win inside/outside change
in-between harmonic intervals
of full-octave Earth scale resonance,
resiliently polypathic.
Inside creations
grow more resiliently healthy
when surrounded by supportive outside meditations,
medication,
ego's ecotherapy of healthy choice.
Mental health, a precious treasure
Often overlooked, but its value cannot measure
A fragile thing, yet so resilient
It takes care of us, with love and fulfillment
Anxiety, depression, bipolar, BPD, PTSD, ADHD or OCD
Mental illnesses affect humanity
In silence, many suffer in depression, loneliness and despair
But it’s time to break this stigma we can no longer bear
Mental health is a life process
Self-care, mindfulness, and therapy it can progress
It’s essential to maintain our well-being
To prevent mental illness from intervening
We must take care of ourselves, both body and mind
To ensure our mental health, we must unwind
Meditate, practice self-love, and exercise
These simple things can help to prioritize
Let’s create a world where we can openly discuss
Mental health without any shame or fuss
We must support those who suffer unseen
Together, we can break the stigma and intervene
So let’s talk, educate, and uplift
Empower those who need a helpful lift
Let’s start a conversation about mental health
And make it a priority for everyone’s wealth.
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
A call that will likely change it all
Put an end to all this pain
And make my days normal again
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
Into the 4th year of my health being poor
At the mercy of a broken system
But a human life is at stake, not that they listen
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
Is it surgery, medicine, feeding tube or more?
Begging for help, self esteem at a low
But the doctor I'm under is soo slow
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
Bipolar coming through, making me feel small
Panic attacks and poor sleep
Sometimes it's my maker I wish I would meet
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
This illness has become my wall
I sit alone everyday
Just wishing someone could take this pain away
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
Sat here believing its not only the mighty who fall
Thinking about how alone I feel
This illness only mine to heal
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
Please phone ring, I need this call
Life will be mine to reclaim
And that will be the end of this cruel game
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
But nobody's ringing, I'm all alone
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
But how much longer can I wait for
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
But nobody's ringing, I'm all alone
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
Please phone ring, i need this call
I'm sitting here waiting for a call
I'm still waiting, but for what for?