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What co-arises together
must co-exhale to part.
Last night my HIV+ hunted down my negative,
my darkside,
death and fear,
my anger about my mortality,
my greater anger about our mortality as a species,
my greatest anger about our mortality as Earth's DNA/RNA Tribes of Life,
that we all are so wrong and pointless
given limitations of our time's memory
riding,
hiding,
hunting inside our skin
for how to not let this incarnate hunt ever end.
Yet, with dawn's light,
this haunting by endless nothingness,
as if we had never become, so never been,
this fear of death and anger against its organic final demand,
we hope to end
with seamless faith in eternally timeless ego-identity.
Where did this ego emerge from?
Endless nothingness?
Or, a paradise womb of cooperative eco-normics,
eco-logically self-optimizing nutritional health,
perfect temperature care,
nurturing co-abundance
between this seed of ego and this Mother Earth ElderEcoSystem,
sufficient well-being wealth
which, as decomposed,
became creolizing syntax
Natural elements with spiritual flows and functions
progenerated by co-arising gravity of time's folding
and refolding
and unfolding revolutions,
the stardust structure of Father Time's seasonal
reasonal
primally relational language.
How do we ecologically reason and induce,
expand and contract,
regenerate and decompose,
produce and consume,
this emergent hypothesis about ego's discontinuous nondual co-arising.
Inevitable mortality,
just how frightening and maddening is this,
to embrace
absorb
devour
soak up
co-prehend
Ego v Eco-science
co-arising to co-decompose
integrative/disintegrative folds
of cosmologically progenitive
dual-destiny transparent
Eco-Time?
Those who surf our co-arising together
must learn to co-exhale dismount
to co-arise the waves of future's time
now foreshadowing sacred co-presence.
I know trouble times got you moping
And in appreciation you're hoping
You're looking for a present
Praying for a blessing
Wondering why the Lord God allows this...
Abusive abusing children and elderly
Murders and crimes robberies in times all this is done in the dark
Is anyone a watch
I'm tired of being a witness
Who turned off the light switch
It's so hard for me to think seems like your abandon but just when you think You're lost and no one on this Earth fills your heart
When midnight comes don't walk through the dark
Don't walk through the darkside alone
And when midnight comes and it's dark
Don't walk through the dark side alone
He's your eyes and your heart never leaving you always by your side
You never shunned God won't let you walk through the darkness alone
You feel like you're not assured and you seem like you're all alone
You're looking for a presence praying for blessing
While still wondering is God even here
The world's dark all around you seems like you're all alone the world's dark all around you seems as those Satan's got you even holding on to the dark and as you take your walk your eyes are open you still in the dark no one on earth feels your heart when midnight comes as you walk you are not alone you have the Lord God Jesus won't let you walk through the dark side alone
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.©
10/08/17
CONFINEMENT
I was confined in my solitude.
The cloud seams dark
And all hope seams lost!
I was confined in my solitude
It ate me deep, like termites ate the wood.
I was confined in my solitude
I could only see the darkside of life…
He persistently point to me the darkside of life.
I allowed him for so long to play with my emotions.
Cos for so long I believe in his lies…
He gained access so much to it…
He toiled with it…
Battered it…
I no longer have a mind of my own.
Though a tiny still voice keep assuring me,
All will be well…
All will be well…
Remember my promises…
Abraham’s blessings are yours
I will never leave you, nor forsake you.
I tried so hard, to leave my confinement
To believe in His promises
I have stayed too long on this valley
But the reality of my situation
Roars at me like a lion.
It became a battle field of the mind!
Then one thing… just one thing
Gave me key to freedom
The attitude of praise..
The heart of Thanksgiving…
The heart to be grateful!
As I entered into His gate with Thanksgiving
And His court with praise,
Doors were opened…
mountains were lifted…
Valleys were exalted…
Shackles were broken…
Then in my confinement, I became free!
Through my act of praise, I became free!
Beneath the stars, a glittery haze,
A cosmic queen in her celestial daze.
She told me, "Darling, can't you tell?
This is just your fabulous destiny, spelled!"
She pulled out cards, all shimmery and bright,
And whispered secrets, bathed in moonlit light.
"The stars align, the moon's a rosy hue,"
(I just wanted to find my favorite shoe!)
"The Darkside of Aquarius, honey, calls,
Prepare for shopping sprees and velvet falls!
Your spirit, sweetie, is quite entwined,"
(With a perfectly matched handbag I can't find!)
She spoke of eras, crushes, and such strife,
As I just hoped for a drama-free life.
"A spiritual and sparkly, fated art!"
(I'd rather scroll through TikTok, bless my heart!)
I checked my phone, a little sigh,
And caught a twinkle in her eye.
"You'll find your truth; you'll feel the glow!"
"Okay, but can we get some froyo, though?"
The prophecy, a grand design,
Turned out to be just a good time.
The Darkside of Aquarius? Pfft!
Just my bestie suggesting a spontaneous road trip!
That Ancient Darkside of All Hallows’ Eve Past
As in the fabled medieval times of centuries in the deep past,
It’s time once again to celebrate the hidden ugly horror that
Seeks to infest and devour all human souls in this new century.
Be warned that false-faced beggars shall knock at each door,
And unbeknownst to the common people that they shall meet
On this All Hallows’ Eve—all shall not be well and normal!
With their bloodstained masks these real Ghosts, Ghouls and
Goblins shall shout out “Trick or Treat” as a fiend’s true cover
For something that’s sordid, unclean, ungodly, and macabre.
Looking for a clever sweet surprise for the unsuspecting souls,
These devilish minions begin gathering and dancing wildly to
“The Dark Spirit of the Pale Hallowed Moon” on this night!
Shawled with the darkness of souls and their living nightmares,
Ghastly silver phantoms now seek to scare the living-death out
Of every innocent person they encounter on this darkest eve.
Houses are marked by an eerie orange-pumpkin-light escaping
Into the dancing-dark shadows that hold all night-life precious,
As these phantoms move freely in the frigid breath of this night!
Creating a palpable angst they begin shaking the tree branches as
Horrid and terrifying spirits of true evil and witchcraft escape into
The cold-dark ether caught up in the vile magic of Lucifer himself.
Fortunately, they are tricked by the sound of an old tune playing a
Heavenly paean for knowing “What's Right From What’s Wrong,”
And warning them that the wrath of Almighty God awaits them!
In the end, the absolute power and holy majesty of Almighty God
Served as the saving grace to this foul situation which threatened
The innocent souls who were ensnared by these unholy phantoms.
And so, if thou doth question the probity of what hath been related to
You in this sacred narrative, then thou shall risk forfeit of your soul,
As these evil phantoms lurketh ever in the shadows and never forget!
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid, A Collaborated Poem
Copyright © All Rights Reserved – October 19, 2018
(Tercet)
When left alone at night
I look for the pinpoint lights
of the stars that there are,
when clouds there aren’t.
There’s a waning gibbous moon
shyly peaking from the shadows,
with one of its symmetrical sides,
what’s the moon got to hide?
whispering privately
I’ve heard the moon has a darkside,
that it’s coin-like and openly two-faced.
That’s no idle gossip, it's scientifically based.
India just landed on the moons bottom
I wonder what, exactly, that got ‘em.
It’s funny because the moon is nude,
making the landing sound rather rude.
“India is groping the nude moon’s bottom.”
See what I mean? It all sounds rather pervish
and obscene - not at all the usual routine -
it has the ring of something politically incorrect,
but that’s progress, I guess, undressed or dressed.
Partnerships contract primal economic,
civil,
cultural rights between consenting mutually subsidiary parties;
ecojustice solidarity mentors relationship-building.
Marriage contracts regenerate deep ecological sacred rites,
a liturgy of procreative mutual polarity and parity
bi-naturally systemic.
Iconic of nature's quintessential binomiality,
bi-normiality,
bionically balanced as dipolar "tension" or intention
and daily life-recommitted liturgical practice
of mutually subsidiary economic
and ecological perma-cooperative Union.
Ecology includes biological systems,
but also binomial self-regeneratively organized information systems,
patterns,
organisms,
paradigms,
language,
and natural systemic Yang/Yin
CrownLight/RootPower integral balance,
neuro-systemic nutritional flow functions.
Ecotherapeutic contracts evolve best
co-invested equal partners
of Wisdom's co-gravity functional patterns
AND Light's good humor flow rhythm.
We evolve a darkside for every exegetical Truth,
just as we revolve a lighter side to every False-False
paradox:
Fear of Fear Itself,
Hating Haters,
Love of Beloved Bicameral WeSelf
Not Negativing our Double-Binary
space-1/time-0 bilateral
Win/Win resonant Positives.
Many people may wonder whats on the dark side of the moon. it could be aliens it could be monsters but hopefully they don't find out soon. if it can keep the light away it can hide all of its dark secrets, no one will ever know.
it can blind everyone with its beautiful bright side and keep the shadows on the low.
they say every year the moon gets further away this is so it is easier for the moon to keep its dark side at bay.
theres a reason we never went back to the moon after Apollo, for the few that have seen the moon for what it truly is they find it a pill impossible to swallow.
so the moon pushes all away, afraid we to will see its dark side one day.
we have all fallen in-love with its beautiful moonlight but would we still love the moon if we knew its secrets.
if you look closely you can see all its deep craters there are somethings you just can hide.
looking at the craters you get a faint idea of all the times the moon has cried.
sometimes i stare at the moon knowing its the only one that understands me.
our dark sides are similar we must make sure no one can see.
i feel connected to the moon even though it is so far,
we have one thing in common they cant ever find out who we really are.
As in the fabled medieval times of centuries in the deep past,
It’s time once again to celebrate the hidden ugly horror that
Seeks to infest and devour all human souls in this new century.
Be warned that false-faced beggars shall knock at each door,
And unbeknownst to the common people that they shall meet
On this All Hallows’ Eve—all shall not be well and normal!
With their bloodstained masks these real Ghosts, Ghouls and
Goblins shall shout out “Trick or Treat” as a fiend’s true cover
For something that’s sordid, unclean, ungodly, and macabre.
Looking for a clever sweet surprise for the unsuspecting souls,
These devilish minions begin gathering and dancing wildly to
“The Dark Spirit of the Pale Hallowed Moon” on this night!
Shawled with the darkness of souls and their living nightmares,
Ghastly silver phantoms now seek to scare the living-death out
Of every innocent person they encounter on this darkest eve.
Houses are marked by an eerie orange-pumpkin-light escaping
Into the dancing-dark shadows that hold all night-life precious,
As these phantoms move freely in the frigid breath of this night!
Creating a palpable angst they begin shaking the tree branches as
Horrid and terrifying spirits of true evil and witchcraft escape into
The cold-dark ether caught up in the vile magic of Lucifer himself.
Fortunately, they are tricked by the sound of an old tune playing a
Heavenly paean for knowing “What's Right From What’s Wrong,”
And warning them that the wrath of Almighty God awaits them!
In the end, the absolute power and holy majesty of Almighty God
Served as the saving grace to this foul situation which threatened
The innocent souls who were ensnared by these unholy phantoms.
And so, if thou doth question the probity of what hath been related to
You in this sacred narrative, then thou shall risk forfeit of your soul,
As these evil phantoms lurketh ever in the shadows and never forget!
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid, A Collaborated Poem
Copyright © All Rights Reserved – October 19, 2018
(Tercet)
Inspired by Bruce Dickenson's song
Darkside of Aquarius, from the Accident of Birth Album
(Lord of the Rings video)
Here is my song-
Age of Aquarius
a future filled with love and life
sweet harmony and peace-
But, the future came with a knife
the first Hellrider bringing dread, death and
the darkside.
We were plunged into chaos as
a second rider brought us conflict
and cold thinking to constrict
with a darkness filled with terror
fascist dictators reading a script
there was no promised land in sight.
Realms of enlightenment,
of conduct, are crashing into nothingness.
Realms of enlightenment,
of conduct, are crashing into nothingness.
The third rider from hell came
with a message to kill our fellow women and men.
The fourth wave of riders were the horsemen of the Apocalypse
and we watched our crumbling world.
The horsemen yelled death to holy men,
and thus came an end of all enlightenment,
and tarot card reading became a useless tool.
Realms of enlightenment,
of conduct, are crashing into nothingness.
Existential dread and darkness closing in
and people are fleeing cities in fear,
because of this dark side of Aquarius,
and Hellriders who are stealing our minds and souls.
Realms of enlightenment,
of conduct, are crashing into nothingness.
(Guitar Solo)
I let the demons chase me to the sea,
and the rolling crashing waves.
Oh, how close they follow me,
only to be washed away in the sea,
but more are coming for me !
Got to fight, got to fight,
got to ride my white horse.
Got to fight, got to fight,
got to ride my white horse.
Got to fight, got to fight,
got to fight the demons,
got to fight the demons !
I've got to fight the demons from hell,
got to fight the demons from hell.
Got to fight the demons from hell,
Change the course of Aquarius,
change to age of Aquarius.
Change the dark side of Aquarius,
change the dark side of Aquarius . . . now !