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SAD is very, very sad
Consuming food-like items daily
Soon we're doing bad
Jiving around, living life vaguely
Clear vision is what's missing
Stumbling and falling day and night
Our beautiful health we're dismissing
And slowly but certainly we're losing our sight
Three squares a day, I heard them say
There must be breakfast, lunch, and dinner
Getting a few snacks too, the American way
But so many are losing, so who's the winner?
Excess sodium and added sugar
Covertly, life becomes more imbalanced
Anger increasing and love is meager
Over life becomes more calloused
High-fat dairy, red meat, and cancer-forming
We blindly play in debauchery
Living for opulence but we're harming
While this sordid path illuminates an ominous augury
SAD is so sad
Eating loads and loads of CRAP
FOOD is being ignored and the world is going mad
Being caught in a pen, a slothful trap
I don't want a Standard American Diet
I want to be a Healthy-American-Powerfully-Progressing-Yonder.
Sometimes ‘jump-into-something’ has a negative connotation
But let’s revisit that saying and define it
As an affirmation
Let’s jump-into-faith
Leaving behind every opportunity for doubt to close the gate
Let’s jump-into-delight
Abandoning the things that cause us fright
Let’s jump-into-hope
Dismissing all that makes it impossible to cope
Let’s jump-into-joy
Letting go of what is meant to maim and destroy
Let's jump-into-gladness
Leaping over everything that brings us sadness
Let's jump-into-love
Moving out of reach of darkness before it hovers above
Let’s jump-into-pride
Releasing all the dignity we have stored inside
Let’s give 'jump-into-something'
One more consideration
And assign it a label of positivity and inspiration
Let's jump-into-something
We currently live in a world where hatred and prejudice
make it easy to be a pessimist…
where many people are desperately trying to survive…
so it’s up to us to do our best…to keep optimism alive.
I like think of myself as an optimist…I try to stay upbeat every day…
It helps me to keep going when things don’t go my way.
It’s not that bad things don’t happen to me…
that my life is without misfortune or strife…
It’s that my optimism helps reminds me I’m only having a bad day
in what is still a wonderful life.
I’m not dismissing pessimism…in it’s own way it can be a useful attribute.
The Wright Brothers (two optimists) created the airplane…
While Louis-Sébastien Lenormand from France
(who I assume was a pessimist) invented the parachute.
I’m not an expert…it’s possible pessimists may be right…
but I say with some confidence and pride
optimism makes for a much more enjoyable ride.
So I will stick with optimism…I’ll try my best to waltz through every pain
and when bad weather visits…I’ll go dancing in the rain.
And at this time in history when evil has darkened our world
when it’s difficult to see the light…
I’ll find my optimism…my hope for the future
In the stars that shine at night.
I believe there are more optimists out there…
those who on a cloudy day can find the sun.
The proof for me is close to home… you see I married one.
If you need more proof of optimism…
the next time you’re depressed…or find yourself in a pinch…
remember the modern pencil is 7 inches long…
while the eraser…is only half an inch.
If It’s Free, I Block It
By: Miracle Man
7/23/2023
Technology is making life one big scam,
The prizes they say I’ve won are all flimflam.
They’re on the truck needing info to deliver,
these daily emails make my skin shiver.
The prizes I’ve won are in various amounts,
I hear from Banks and have frozen accounts.
Banks need additional information to reopen,
they see an old geezer that they can rope in.
But age is no indicator of this man’s moxie,
and no I wouldn’t make another my proxy.
There is no truck with one turnip missing,
that I’ve fallen from so these I’m dismissing.
Every one I’ve helped has a hand out for more,
and often they’re so many I'm forced to ignore.
It looks like AI will be the biggest scam of all,
and government solutions do not enthrall.
All along the watchtower it's now the repeated call
It's the approaching hour with mankind about to fall
Yelling down to the multitudes in singing out His Praise
But all of this speak alludes to the finale of the last days
In calling out high and calling low, day in and day out
Because I need to let those know who are still in doubt
But if in hearing you still ignore by dismissing His Name
I couldn't explain what is in store, I can't relay such shame
For with His Word now in hand it now has become upon you
To go throughout this land in the so telling of what is true
In so choosing not to do so and continue worshiping your gods
The Father you will never know for with His own Son you are at odds
But I must fulfill my role as I scream from the top of the tower
Saying you need to protect your soul for the time is now dour
But it's the others blood no one understands, the responsibility (you have)
For it's just such spiritual bands that our Lord wants to see
Part of Jeremiah 2:27-28
For they have turned their back unto me, and not their face:
but in the time of their trouble they will say, Arise, and save us.
But where are thy gods that thou hast made thee?
let them arise, if they can save thee in the time of thy trouble
In ivory towers, oblivious reigns,
Blind to the weight of scholarly chains,
Reports unread, insights ignored,
The fruits of labour, rashly scored.
Heads turn away from midnight oil,
Unseeing depths of earnest toil,
Quality dismissed with careless ease,
As if research grew on trees.
Passion exploited, dedication scorned,
Complexity of thought, summarily shorn,
"Just another paper," they decree,
Failing to grasp what they can't see.
Understanding falters at the gate,
Where ignorance sits in high estate,
Dismissing years of careful thought,
As if such work was dearly bought.
In halls of power, a tragic play,
Where value's judged by yesterday,
And those who push the bounds of knowing,
Find recognition never growing.
O, the irony of learned spaces,
Where wisdom often hides its traces,
And those entrusted with the helm,
Fail to fathom their realm.
He had all that he ever wanted or so at least he had thought
But his roots were never planted but in the things he sought
His children now all grown and his wife sitting next to his side
He had everything a man could own as upon himself he relied
Everything in life was fine and there was little to worry about
Appearing like a fine wine for only a connoisseur would doubt
But underneath something was missing becoming more clear
There was no more dismissing life seeming to be so insincere
People come and people go to it there is no rhyme or reason
Staring up at the Plough as he had done every winter season
In seeing his mind began to wonder to all such greater things
Everything which is there under to such amazing Glory it sings
After sixty five long years Charlie had just now come to see
Looking through those tears his very soul had become free
So long for Charlie God waited so patiently by Charlie's side
His Word being so clearly stated it's simply a matter of pride
Crafting this poem in spirit and mind
not by word count nor syllable-kind,
though somewhat mathematically though numbers a-miss
to share with my friends-
Inspirational-bliss.
For I share as I care
For I give everything my best
With free flowing art...
dismissing the rest.
For I share as I care
Give everything- my all
In turn I get sorrow,
pain and I fall.
So I ask you good people-
Why bring me down
With bad news and ill things?
(Seemingly coming in mounds).
Though still I try and help others
Not much in return
and those burdens of others,
and how my heart yearns.
Then you show me a sign,
and thus give me strength
The most wonderful artist-
Whom goes to such length.
Forgive me my maker,
For the wrongs that I do.
You uplift me and gift me;
No burdens with you.
For you share as you care,
Give all and your best.
With all of your blessings,
dismissing the rest.
For you share as you care,
Give everything and your all
Only loving kindness
Overall.
So much good to be said of raindrops.
Without them, there would be no crops.
Without them, the world would soon stop.
Imagine raindrops falling on your head.
It's like being awakened from the dead
after a day filled with thirst and dread.
Those raindrops, so filled with promise,
soothing my soul with qualities that nourish.
Let them pour down, remove the dust,
and free us from dryness and disgust.
Let them drop from the clouds, cooling all of us.
It's a song I heard, filling me with inspiration,
releasing hope, and dismissing desperation,
enabling me to reach my intended destination.
Raindrops. I feel their influence just thinking about them.
Raindrops. So much more precious than a precious gem.
Raindrops. Oh, the beauty that they bring.
Raindrops. Makes me want to sing.
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What LeftBrain Yang learns about nature,
by standing apart from nature,
RightBrain Yin explores within Sacred Nature v Secularizing Pathology.
LeftBrain Yang
sells us Win-Lose choice
of therapy restoring peace, someday,
or retributive traumatic self-righteous justice,
sufficient for today.
RightBrain Yin
would offer ego/ecotherapy within,
with sacred natural-spiritual
nondual Yang-Yin primal relationship.
Yin darkly offers this deeper sacred ecological gift
of cognitive-affective dissonance,
anti-enthymematic noise,
resistance,
depressing witness,
Yin lightly invites divine co-presence,
basic attendance,
noticing Win-Lose of YangLeft
against YinRight crises
As also Win-Win LeftEgo
within RightEco
sacred Gaian opportunities
for restoring cooperative
bilateral balancing
health-therapy
Rather than Yang's dominating habit
of dismissing,
undervaluing Yin's matriarchal WisdomCircles
seeking com[passionate]
poly[culturing]
natural-spiritual outcomes.
Our political economies of choice
toward Win-Win cooperative light
or competitive Win-Lose,
not quite so bright, defaults,
preferences,
instincts,
choices,
proclivities
invite restorative therapies
of RightBrain's Sacred Tao-ecology
With ThreePoint Trinitarian thermodynamics
dipolar appositional vectors,
nomials,
variables,
dialectal structures,
morphology,
ethology,
cosmology,
revolutionary transubstantiation,
wu-wei dipolarity,
positive psychology,
biology,
sacred ecology
of Win-Win bilaterally humane-divine
ego-eco
Left-Right
DNA-RNA ecopolitical solidarity
Fractal holonic 4D RealTime relationships,
double-binding
within full-color and sound
scaled spectral octaves
Singing and dancing together
but not merely toward or for poor victim sinner Others,
and certainly no longer degenerating away from
restoring co-redemptive Others,
but Win-Win singing PermaCulturing NatureSpirit Operas,
already at bicameral hand
and foot
and mindbodies
within bilateral Earth-consciousness
Teaching and learning
speaking and hearing
giving and receiving
deep sacred healthy-wealth,
compassionate nurturing ecology.