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DNA's cooperative purpose
for ego/eco-systemic mapping
outside convex with inside concave
is to unite our cooperative WinWin questions--
not to colonize
not to overpower
Earth's entire interdependent ecosystem.
Convening green ego-groups
framing healthy ecosystemic habitats
act in messianic/bodhisattva solidarity
patriarchal/matriarchal
West with East,
on behalf of whole ego-eco balancing stakeholders
we left with right unite
yang with yin re-membering
reassociating archetypal representers.
What would we health experience
on
and in
and over Earth
when our cooperative WinWin revision
is multiculturally achieved?
What restoring difference
could reassociating peaceful health
with justice wealth
WinWin choices make?
Green with Red
Left with Right
West with East
North with South
Yang with Yin
Dominant with Recessive
Convex with Concave
Prime ZeroZone appositional
timeless
relationships...
Win polypathic with notnot polyphonic Win
Strength with Flow
Mountains with Rivers
EarthNature re-animating WaterSpirits
Green golden ruling Red
Subjects with Objects
Polynomial causes
with NotNot Polynomial
ZeroSum health/wealth effects.
Uracil magically reappears
as Green EarthMan's newborn
deductive nutritional Spring
With Green SkyWoman's Cytosine
for inductive adolescent nurturing Summer
Inviting Red MountainMan
maturing Adenine's reductive conserving
autumnal harvest of nutrients
For UltraNonViolet RiverWoman's flow of Guanine,
seductively liberating WiseElder Advent of Integrity
redacting reiterative
fusion fracting
regeneratively decomposing
re-associative DNA
archetypal rememories.
No Primus Inter Pares
Germans at the Costa Brava they just cannot yield
‘Brava’ the fight and they are conquering once more
Always the first on the beach or the striped deck chair but
The towel goes right up front and then they have breakfast
They claim their place in the sun and colonize the pool
I’m not a racist am German myself light skinned at dawn
Prejudice Discrimination Stereotype or double innocent vision
When too much sun meets a squinting eye of any beholder
Ready with parasol and sombrero and not enough lotion
To make sure I blend colourfully in and pretend I am native
Ingenious maybe but indigenous nowhere near but at my home
Not first under equals just one of the travelling circus’ crowd
I stake my claim forget all about physics in diabolical parable
Parabolic distant same old points and lines but when will I learn
That the sun scorches at high noon whatever I attempt
That horizons only widen when travelling in much truer fashion
Far and further afield immersion in less indifferent ventures
Brings me closer to peace to my own roots unburdens my search
I’ve seen the Taj Mahal under a midnight moon shadow absorbed
The Grand Canyon looked for precious Yellow Stone wisdom
Pyramids at Giza tear gas at Tahrir Square caves in Cappadocia
Never setting sun in Rovaniemi Omaha Beach and trenches in Belgium
I took local busses towards nowhere with no imminent return
No plan no target no defined ambition not steps merely ticked
Call me a voyeur in slums townships or favelas a frotteur with no towel
But I was made welcome once I shed my emperor’s colonial clothes
My luxury problems became smaller when I returned to the start
The gifts of the present the past and my very privileged future
One way or another I cannot and need not shed European origin
But my Universe has become less ignorant and a bit more unsure
23th July 2018
From East to West
let my servant's trumpet
announce this victory
over those who defied me;
no Greek dares to fight me:
I am their uttermost deity!
They named me Zeus
and look to me for guidance,
I carry the thunderbolt
and I strike all enemies with vengeance;
they fell by the dozen
in the battlefield below Athens,
the ones who survived will challenge me again:
a huge temple can be destroyed and be rebuilt
in a year or less, not a life of a warrior
whose voice can be silenced by a spear!
On the Mount of Olympus
I'm watchful of conspirers,
I've sent Ulysess on a journey
he will land on the peninsula of Italy,
it's his second home more prosperous
than Greece, there Greeks will colonize
and build temples to deities in valleys
to withstand weather and time!
They named me Zeus
and I ride the golden chariot,
Greek women bow down,
Greek men shout and fight;
I instill in them valor and grit,
and they'll persevere in their quest:
win or die, victory or loss
are carried inside until they have won!
Personal identity,
like politically empowered/disempowered identity,
evolves within EgoSpirited voices
Exchanging feelings
with EcoSoul's outside co-relational serenity,
anima mundi
uncovering ZeroZone bilateral Janus-faces,
Non-verbal language
noticing co-relational
health and pathology
qualities sensed,
felt,
originally tasted
And
Verbal iconically quantitative patriarchal voices
for either Ego, or Eco
survivalist thinking
how to further colonize
Ironically matriarchal both-and thrivalist
ego/eco-feeling co-relative voices,
healthy serene
and un-easy dissonant
Ambiguously:
Eastern innocent infantile,
Southern sagely adolescent sensual,
Western secular/sacred romantic fool
maturing ego/eco shape-shifting Win/Win climates inside
and out,
Northern maternal/paternal WiseElder
speaking and acting with polypathic compassion,
ReGenerative EarthSoul strains and stresses
hopes and faiths
come to reverse LeftBrain dominant Earth climates,
at last, at last
Yin-understory with Yang-canopy of heaven
upside down
revolutionary turning,
rewinding global wealth
as public healthy change
re-syncing Green New Deals
for 2020 taste and see cooperative multiculturing nutrition
outlasting more recent mechanistic,
competitive,
ballistic,
monoculturing toxins
Of merely legalistic
uniform
apartheid totalitarian
religious Win/Lose un-ecological equanimity
unchanging
fundamentalistic
dualistic
nihilistic
wounded voices
Still actively hoping
to conjoin more healthing choices
than a denatured unchanging
and therefore sadly dead
originally progenitive in-between voices way,
organically interdependent truths,
fully co-passioning life.
I have heard talk of us
Moving to the planet Mars
To keep this Human race running
When it's clear our saving grace
Is to come face to face
With the idea of brotherly loving
We need to learn to accept
Instead of packing up our bags
And moving to a new Planetary System
As it goes with the heart of man
Chances are we'll do it all again
Bringing our daily problems with us
With a major change of heart
We can stay here where we are
Getting along the way it was intended
Before all this selfishness
Knocked on the door to live with us
And everything we touched needed mending
We don't need another planet to rule
As gigantic galactic space age fools
We just need to straighten this one up
And how we proceed to do that
Is with the heart not just the head
Turning to each one of us in love
So whether here or on the planet Mars
We can change just who we are
Getting rid of the old worn out platitudes
We don't need little green men
To tell us how or where to begin
What we really need is a whole new change in attitude
I heard Stephen Hawking say we have about 100 years to colonize another planet because we're wearing this one out. If we started treating it and us the way God intended we wouldn't be having these problems now would we Stephen.
Bwana wanna boogie on safari.
Bwana wanna porter fetch his gun.
Bwana wanna bag a bloody trophy.
Bwana wanna kill it just for fun.
Bwana wanna rumble through the jungle.
Bwana wanna rummage through the bush.
Bwana wanna buy a pagan baby.
Bwana wanna snag himself some tush.
Bwana wanna colonize the tropics.
Bwana wanna rule from pole to pole.
Bwana wanna civilize the heathen.
Bwana wanna circumcise their soul.
Bwana wanna drink his gin and tonic.
Bwana wanna party like a sport.
Bwana wanna play a little polo.
Bwana wanna build a tennis court.
Bwana wanna condo in the suburbs.
Bwana wanna manicure his lawn.
Bwana wanna customize his kitchen.
Bwana wanna throw some burgers on.
Bwana wanna watch a game on Sunday.
Bwana wanna drive an SUV.
Bwana wanna bear the white man’s burden.
Bwana wanna live like you and me.
And complain about sentience. Tell a joke. Make—
Us sad or depressed, less afraid
Earth into homes, earth into mud
Their peace
Me a fossil of society
Our own decisions, the universe having reversed its decision on us
A sound or noise
Echo make
The body healthy I do
The feelings in the mind play music
A space in a line of people climbing a trail in the mountains
Us brothers and sisters with the animals
Death more noble for us all
A mosque of the rocks
You cry out for the genius occurring now and in our past
The tools and do the math to colonize the planets
Things worse by guessing
Others want to live
Plans
The man weep for himself
A difference in their communities
Music, mindful of our extreme limits
1/10 inch of annual topsoil
The atmosphere as seen from outer space
Of it more than it is
The bed
This formulation useful
The technology possible to live long and well, with personality
Grandma’s sauce
This observation: the purpose of sitting’s not to be satisfied
War on Iraqis
Pharisees grovel
Black holes whole
Prediction and intuition fortunately hopeless
A list of prospective donors
A moral and rational adjustment of life to life
Dying people cry
Nothing happen, which is something, magic
Improvements
History interesting for Johnny
The subject separate from the substrate
The sun stand still, yet run
Consciousness persevere
Informed medical decisions going forward
It so
Sense on the trumpet
Correct mistakes
Jack ill
A repertoire for dealing with the challenges we’ll confront as a species
in millennia to come
Every day a good day to die
Millions
The present immutable as the past
Up, perfume, soap
Him kill you right there in the street
Way for a future that’s irresistible
Poetry from losing the argument with themselves
What do top and bottom
transcendent and immanent
above and below
lead and follow
high and low
Day and night
mountain and valley
up and down
autocracy and democracy
pole and hole
Convex and concave
vertex and vortex
frontsides and backslides
dominant and recessive
outsides and insides
North and south
colonize and creolize
expert and indigenous
crown and root
knowing and feeling
Sperm and egg
knowledge and wisdom
voice and silent choice
mind and body
Passion and pleasure
capital and corporal
co-arising and co-gravitating
light and power
SunFather and EarthMother
salvation and co-redemption
universal and unitarian
justice and peace
Orchestration and co-mediation
republican and democratization
accountability and co-responsibility
expression and impression
performance and engagement
Investment and infestment
liberal and conservational
spiritual and natural
sacred and organic
Have to do with
wondrously enlightened communication
and awesomely empowering communion
causing health-loving AnthroNetworks
and effecting wealth-living EarthSystems?
Asked his
MonoTheistic Yangiversal
messianic thoughts
of her
PanenTheistic Yinitarian
bodhisattva feelings
Not sure about unconditional integrity
s/he paradoxically replies,
Perhaps glad messiahs
crowning passion
sing of wondrously transcendent light
while bad rad bodhisattvas
rooting pleasure
dance with awesomely empowering might?
Top and bottom
1 and 0
transcend and emanate
from crowning Sage and rooting Muse
leading and following
high and low
wind and water
co-binary shalom.
Mars Bars
I think they painted it all red
so that we’d think it really dead
get the thought out of our head
they would let us share a bed.
Perhaps they hacked Mars “google maps”
to screw up our best thinkers caps
installed the “red-dead” planet app
in brownish shade of crusty past
to insure we’d change our mind
look elsewhere in our search to find
another place to colonize
after this one slowly dies.
They have watched our pestilence
defy the laws of common sense
will not succumb to our pretense
good neighbors do not need a fence.
John G. Lawless
6/22/2015
submitted to – Subject Mars – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Joe Maverick
*Image of Me Flirting by Gfycat.
Tatiana Needed Support To Come Out
Lil' Tatiana her stomach like butterflies,
Could not speak in public, had doctor analyze,
Prescribed taking lessons and try to improvise,
Instead, the butterflies started to colonize.
Insecticides were used by helping euthanize,
It did the task but still, she could not vocalize,
Her parents told her story so to advertize,
Many had read it and started to empathize.
Experts arrived and the masses did galvanize,
For now, they concentrate just keeping localize,
They trust that this way it will help to minimize,
And help her focus, what is best to maximize.
People she knew made her calm and help sensitize,
The experts aware there's a need to emphasize,
That her mental status best needs to stabilize,
And bring to bear her priors and visualize.
Raising her mettle, edginess will stabilize,
Obstacles aside will help her to verbalize,
The lower her fears fulfill and not traumatize,
So the need to practice and do more exercise.
She is set and on her ways, all will recognize,
Placed all her thoughts and energy to harmonize,
That her realm attractively has gone neutralize,
And she will be good to come out and stabilize.
Her folks were talked out of it to not publicize,
The audience did come out and desensitize,
The conditions and all have her epitomize,
Her Shakespearean reading, a soliloquize.
2020 March 01
HMS; 28 lines x 12 syllables per = 336 syllables total