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“Are we under them or not?” they debated,
“Do we owe them explanation?”, they demurred,
Sure of their validation of this baby, they stated,
To Herod that one day it’d be the king conferred.
They knew they were doing something wrong,
To the Christ family and Jesus life which awaited,
Making his work harder by allowing scoffing long,
Specifying him for the Romans to have him fated.
But they believed in sociology as the mechanism,
For difficulties to be worked out through,
And upheld life and society as the atheism,
Which would confront their classism rue.
So revealed to Herod the birth of the child divine,
But kept back his address and how he looked,
So Herod ordered the death of every baby fine,
In order to kill that one infant that he’d booked.
He didn’t like the intelligence of the Zoroastrians,
The magi respected by all as insightful wise men;
Jews were bypassed easily as emotional pedestrians,
But the magi comprehended rational thought, ken.
So the wise men had integrity by respecting authority,
Showed consistency in their task to specify and select;
Were the original intellectuals who had subjectivity,
To both the Israeli people and the government elect.
No broken fences will be mended
To their own gardens have tended
Look how America has descended
By all the devils it has befriended
Above all laws have transcended
Fix elections and term is extended
Time their swindle was contended
And media who has commended
X really marks the spot is trended
This is exactly what they intended
Don’t care who they have offended
Sh*te will be alright they pretended
As slop up to the top has ascended
AI lie will make everything splendid
But the world gets totally upended
I think we've finally comprehended
Racism religion & fascism blended
Old school rules are simply bended
A f*ck fest that cannot be defended
Cosmic Integrity
as defined and refined by Buckminster Fuller
is ultimate divine synergy,
co-operativity,
regenerativity,
organic wiki-PositivEnergy.
God is love
is grace with gratitude
is PositivEnergy Synergy
Tao of Cosmic Health Integrity.
Universal ZeroPhase Integrity
predicts cooperative profiting Fuller,
"Cosmic intellectual integrity"
LeftEgo with Right SacredEco
reincarnates metaphysical Health Universe.
"Orderly interaccomodation
[acclimation, says Bateson
creolization, says Jane Gordon]
of all generalized [health/pathology] principles
constitutes a [bilateral polypathic] nutritional design."
"Multiculturally ordered [health/pathology] relationships"
are inductively apprehended appositionally
and deductively comprehended oppositionally
by bilateral cosmic consciousness.
"As the human mind
progressively draws aside
the [RightBrain divinely cooperative] curtain
of [deductive LeftBrain] unknownness
the great [ego-ecotherapeutic transubstantiating] design laws
of eternally regenerative [health-wealth] Universe
are disclosed
to human [LeftBrain dominant] intellect."
Both cosmic synergetic cause
of Yang
And integrity effects
of dipolar co-arising
Yang mindbody centers
with Yin heartmind ZeroZones
of and for Cosmic Integrity
bilateral temporal-historical
limbic past paths through future
PastHere/FutureNow temporal
dipolar Left/Right cosmic integrity.
What Gregory Bateson
titled "Ecology of Mind"
Buckminster Fuller entitled
"Geometry of Thinking Synergetics"
Thomas Kuhn historically searched
as GoldenRules
and LeftBrain Wealth Protocol
for "Scientific Revolutions"
of evolving ecotherapeutic cosmic proportion,
dipolar measure,
polynomial integrity
of what Julian Jaynes ethologically explored
with and as bicameral ElderRight
re-creating Younger Ego skin double-boundaried deduced Left
as Edward De Bono's psychological positive health advocated
bilateral cosmic integrity
Of WinWin FutureSearch
Work That Reconnects
is clearly not WinLose BusinessAsUsual
monotonous mountains of potential
but polyculturally health abundant Left with Right
cooperatively-owned and fertile managing
with Cosmic Integrity
of sacred EarthTribe DNA
Open Whole System Scriptures
prophetic
if cosmic integrity descriptive
of cooperative revolutionary ZeroPhase
polyculturing Fullerian Designs.
Fold and make origami
Pieces lost in the folds of time
Ripples in crystal waters of stillness
A riddle searching for responsiveness
Zipline through the playgrounds of my mind
Inverted skies stretch beyond grey
Clinging to air thick with silence
Shaped by a hope refusing to conform
Sleepily sauntering down an alley
Directionless shadows endless in their growth
Opaque walls murmuring their speechless weight
Flickering with thoughts not comprehended
Unraveling the knots of oblivion
Words hang precariously in suspense
A burst of color breaks through the frame
Slowly fading to the edge of a forgotten dream
Vincent The Stray
Mind soldiers march on but who is the private not yet
promoted from privation to privacy from battle to peace
Vincent feline and feral with one ear gone hungry and
tattered ripped to shreds fed from our bowls growling
scared and scarred for what little of life had remained
One morning he floated and bloated he remained on the
surface of the swimming pool as an authentic reminder
of impermanence suicide without doubt but was it him
or Van Gogh who copied and pasted in the year of the cat
Drowned pirate freebooter cut throat privateer or maybe
liberated sovereign unimpeded marauder questing the
crests surfing where crowd became solitude’s dereliction
Other cats follow us round and posit the question of
who is master and mistress who owns whom for how
long whose copy is mocked and impersonates mime
Struggles are plenty so many questions alit and abound
blazing individual communion patching eyes ears senses
delusions illusion of distinguished misery and fabulous
mystery and possibly Vincent the cat and the painter
Sadly and wisely comprehended sophisticated responses
and answers to the meaning of living together and alone
when to follow congregation or when requirements vanish
05th December 2016
I just happened to grow up this way…it’s not something I was taught…
but when it comes to my food preferences…epicurean I am not.
Some people like to separate their food…they think that’s the way it taste great…
I approach this from a different angle…I mix everything on my plate.
I don’t know how to explain it but to me a meal isn’t splendid
until all the food groups set before me have come together and been blended.
I have a friend, he is a food critic, who thinks most meals I disgrace…
I only know when I mix everything together…I love the way it tastes.
I love the way the colors blend but what I truly savor
is how, with every bite, I get a different blended flavor.
Deborah says it’s like feeding a dog but I am not subdued
I mean…show me any dog out there who doesn’t love their food!
Again I can’t explain it but to me it’s easily comprehended
and I make no apologies for loving food that’s all been blended…
I don’t expect everyone in the world to eat their food this way
(that would be nothing short of rude)
but I do think it would be wonderful if everyone in the world
blended together…as easily as my food?
" The Light shown in the darkness, but the darkness comprehended Him Not."
Once long ago a baby was conceived
Mary was the maiden of whom you may have heard
Selected by God(The Trinity) to conceive and carry the Baby
Through the work of the Holy Spirit(part of the Trinity) a tiny dot
Was placed in the womb of the willing servant, Mary
The fetus grew in the dark, warm place
The Son of God was recognized by the fetus John the Baptist
The Holy Spirit was working even when the babies were in darkness
I can feel the touch of the mothers as they rub their enlarging, rounded stomach
I can smell the aromas of the simple homes as they prepare bread and fish
I can feel their anticipation of the arrival of the Messiah
The long looked for and wanted Messiah Who would save Israel
I can understand their special feelings
Being the ones chosen to bring into the world two unique beings
The time Elizabeth and Mary spent together must have been spent in rejoicing
Little did they know what the future held when the darkness rejected the Light
He is still the Light of the world..
He is still rejected by most
Salvation is so simple
All one has to do is say they are sorry for their sins and invite the Light in
Contest: The Light
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
Date: 12-15-2020
Reflections are divergent
images composite
negatives of dreams
an alternate stream.
Calculations of precise reality reflected.
diverge and coalesce? In memories
Stacked as photographs fade…
Reflections are divergent
images composite
negatives of dreams
an alternate life
not all is at it seems.
Things unseen best left dismember
in the bloody history of my infancy!
Coagulates impressions like rusty blood…
As impression imperfect of pictures; vacations,
holidays, Christmases, and life images delineate
go fuzzy pale, fade, and blow away…lost in memory!
A story in the light of a bitter
sweet son a future left unseen
and in between shadow and reality.
Divergent reflections
composite perfect impressions
in alternant history
refract
retract
subtract & divide
impressions imperfect
feeling the suicide!
The shadows in all these photographs
burn in the light as future sons, diverged
impressions perfect
image compromise
comprehended
and surmised…
Some moments can't be comprehended
Some situations can't be compared
Some stories can't be told
Some dreams can't be understood
Some lies ain't real lies
Some pictures are never clear
And at times,
Life is all you've got.
Do nothing,
Say nothing or,
Be nothing in their sight
Believe in none,
No stories,
No words
But have faith in you, in the journey.
Believe the light in you can light the world.
Don't stand by, with or besides.
But stand up for what is right,
For what you believe in.
And stay true to self.
Your dream is all you have got.
Talk to you,
Motivate and inspire you.
Move forward, a step at time.
Focus on you, and give a hand where necessary.
And you will find that life gets lighter
When Helen Keller was a child,
both deaf and blind, she acted wild
until her heart was helped to melt.
Seen or not, beauty must be felt.
Sweet sights and sounds she knew not of.
She barely comprehended love.
In youth, a bad hand she’d been dealt.
Seen or not, beauty must be felt.
A favored doll, dear Helen clutched,
yet things were nameless that she touched.
Words on her hand a teacher spelt.
Seen or not, beauty must be felt.
One day the young girl’s whole world turned.
Her heart perceived the words she’d learned.
With joy thereafter Helen dwelt.
Seen or not, beauty must be felt.
June 19, 2023