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Should we write in form to make a shape
Or let our minds run free, associate?
Such tangled webs within the mind are draped
Oh, to run as free as antelopes
But from sharp tigers noone will escape
Can we control , disarm within a shape?
Love’s enacted falsely , making rape
Inside our hearts shall we recover hope?
Such tangled webs the curtained mind creates
Round the marbled minds we half dazed traipse
Wherever we go hunting, we’re too late
Can we control our fear within a shape?
Collapsing faith cracks , can we concentrate
Or from the deal , do we dissociate?
Such tangled webs of mind make ripe our hate
Now sex compels but will can’t procreate
Can kindness smile and friendship instigate?
Should we write in form when we love shape?
Our mingled maps of mind might mangle fate
When I feel differences
between respected wisdom
and inspected knowledge
becoming invisible,
When I discover transparent distinctions
between rightbrain easy Awe
and leftbrain articulating Wonder,
with or without flavors of unease
between invisible time
and distinguishable space,
Then I here and now believe
we are all in deep climatic trouble
when patrilinear capital competitions
dissociate Yang strong knowledge
from Yintegrity's wise perennial potential,
Western knowledge
divorced from Eastern wisdom,
deductive information
severed from inductive systemic needs
for bioculturally indigenous reassurance
Dipolar co-arising
universal health knowledge
of unitarian wealth wisdom
Devoid of anthro-supremacist
monoculturing
StraightWhiteMale colonizing,
predative,
win/lose competitive
ballistic bias.
Cultural knowledge
without climate wisdom
is like faith
without good-humored works,
resembles invisible enlightenment Here
without empowering compassion Now,
reassembles theological beliefs
without ecological Great Turning experience
of transparent wellbeing
resilient knowledge
within healthy multiculturing
resonant wisdom
When I anticipate differences
between respected wisdom
and re-inspected knowledge
become transparently cooperative
secular wonder
greets sacred awe.
Roses come with thorns, so they say.
That life has its sweet and sour taste, so it is believed.
Peace come after conflict, then it is enjoyed.
Sacrifices and bearing pains open the narrow path to God.
Is it the muse of foolish poets who manipulate words...
Or the delightful musician who could seduce with melody...
But what should we say of the charms created by the magical voice..
I wonder at my very existence, did I come to live or made to live...
A thorn of a rose pricked my index..
And here I am...lost in a muse,
gazing at one drop of blood, priceless...
yet it gets lost so easily,
Down it goes to mingle in dust and gone,
Taking what I reaped from a careful diet...
It took me so long to regenerate life in my body time and again,
Battling from odd enemies.
Yesterday's allergy, today's virus and tomorrow's aging cells.
But the most dreadful...human beings!
Who are we... what are we?
If we cure and kill.. and kill and cure...
The blood trickles, one drop lost in dust like thousands of drops lost in a storm of destruction..
Let me check..
It has no name, but it is red and liquid...
Do other human...at least the way I'm identified...has red blood?..
Are they made of elements same as mine?....
What legacy I'm to.leave for the next generation?..
Is there a way to dissociate roses from.thorns?....
Please tell me...
beautiful red gushes through the exit
beautiful red drips down your forehead
beautiful red does not love you no more
but beautiful red hugs you for a little while longer
oh lady in red, oh lady in red
why wont you join us in the place we all desire?
dissociate your thoughts till it's no longer there
disintegrate your skin till it boils down all your sins
dream of what you'll see before you greet
disappointment fills you till you can't even breath
the tears that you weep will dry like concrete
hold it in not much longer
sadistic mind, hold me tight
catching one last memory before you drift back into immobilizing sleep
In quantum mechanics particles remain entangled
And connected over huge distances.
So that actions performed on one particle
Still affect the others in the web or wave.
Einstein called entanglement "Spooky at a distance"
Because he couldn't explain the fate of Schrödinger's cat.
In a strange twist of fate, scientists
Discovered a new phenomenon called 'rhyme'
Which was related to 'strangeness' of quarks.
Rhyme was the missing link between entropy and entanglement.
Rhyme was what kept particles entangled by strong reason.
But the law of entropy ensures that ordered entangled particles that rhyme
Must dissociate fast to maximum disorder, releasing huge amounts of energy.
The breakthrough came when NASA employed poets to entwine reason and rhyme
To create Rhyme Drive, a quantum ion drive engine beyond belief,
Which was capable of getting a spacecraft to Mars in 42 minutes flat.
Speed of light shattered by rhyme and reason, science and poetry enwrapped in strangeness.
So it was dawn at Cape Canaveral for launch of Rhyme 1 to Mars,
With gaggle of poets and scientists on board the first flight,
Ready to prime and prompt Rhyme Drive to cite and perform.
No need for sandwiches, as this touch and go return flight, would be back before lunch.
Hawking and Branson embraced, and cheered the lift off Rhyme 1
Waving a banner "Rhyme Warps Time, See You Soon"
The often unnoticed first strategic step
in bullying
is to isolate.
Religious
political
economic
and/or sexual bullying
begins, already,
feeling entitled to pervasively disempower,
dissociate,
disinvest,
unenlighten,
excommunicate,
lock up,
terminate from employment,
send to the reservation,
asylum
ghetto,
wrong side
of the LeftBrain dominant
self-righteous tracks.
Deeply separate,
divide and, thereby, expose
and bully
that Other,
or those Others,
who need to learn their place,
separate and deservedly unequal,
to relearn their divinely-inspired space
of oppression
neglect
punishment
For being wrong,
too needy greedy,
too ignorant,
uneducated
simple
quiet and sneaky
*****
unbinary
effeminate
pretentious
hypocritical
weird looking, sounding, smelling,
frightening
angry
threatening...
Such alien Others
are first isolated
at least by disreputation,
then abused
First neglected
shunned
Othered
alienated
unaccepted,
Then ridiculed
used
raped
vilified
Blatantly and falsely accused
of being motivated
to dismiss
and impoverish
the monoculturing Bullies
through stealth
or by speaking their lying,
biased
self-serving Truth
Which is always ignored
until They get too uppity
again.
Bullies
and their Victims
are, thereby, deprived
of experiencing compassionate
cooperatively appreciated
and co-invested
dialogue.
Bullies
and their Victims
thereby declare and suffer wars
where everyone,
including plants and animals,
soil and water and air quality,
suffers and loses
except, in the bookkeeping department,
the military-industrial
short-term corporate profit Bullies
Who will not realize
their self-victimizing
long-term health and safety losses
until degeneratively isolated
from all prospects for a livable
sustainable
humane
sacredly compassionate
EarthTribe health and safety
future climate
regenerative resilience.
I said My son
you have your house
and sometimes food,
You have your phone
and sometimes fuel,
You have your girl
and sometimes friends
are also fools
But an uninspiring vacation
won't work for you
without a sacred green vocation,
a prime goddess avocation
a divine nature revolution
spirit evolution
peaceful resolution
soulful restoration.
What Earth needs now
to hear from you
Is tell Her how
to hear your true.
If you can do that
then She'll share with you
Why you can come home
in life's eco-school
where hearts speak out loud
for laws not so cruel.
Teach us how
to cooperate,
Not compete
to masturbate
old ideas
not so great of late,
White House dreams
flame our heads. Berate
what we need
from where we wait
to plant our seeds
to harvest great
what each one sees
on our knees
saluting trees
with freedom's breeze
to cooperate
and resonate,
not misoperate
too irresponsibly disassociate.
Seeking now what you would find
if your dad's ass weren't far behind
where you would like for us to be
where I listen while you pee
out whatever comes to be
because we plant as our vocation, see
what we harvest as Earth's most fabulous avocation,
Hot Mama green and glorious vacation
Goin' out to green associate
what LeftBrain learned to dissociate
from RightBrain ultra-violate.
One day my body had stopped
I did not know I had dropped
With little notice this story is true
That the mind can actually take a detour
What happens is that relativity becomes skewed
Shaken by an energy unknown
Either to protect your mind from working hard
Or just dissociate with unkind souls
So my body had just stopped
I did not know I had dropped
Shaken by an unknown energy
It took a lot of my synergy
The story goes that my battle had started
In my mind and in my soul, cutting down my body
The reality is that I was not myself
An intriguing Will that had stopped
I can not say how it happened
It just had, it was lack control of reality
If your born to do something great
Your body becomes well aware,
And goes to another state
It losses it's Will to go on
It's like it has lost it's leader and that is you mind
The battle within is only cured by self awareness
So my body had just stopped
I did not know I had dropped
Shaken by an unknown energy
And that is my mind......
So uncollected and defenseless toward others
It was others that I was to concerned about
So this should finally come out
That others is not my business or my happiness
Or my happiness is not what I have
It is who I am, I am Happiness
So my body shook and trembled
Once was lost in thought or disconnected
Was connected and feelings arrived
These feelings are now mine
So my body had dropped, but it recovered my soul
So the body can call out to oneself and discover
That to bring back reality is to accepted
Accepted the life that was given to you
Even if your body does not move
It is the mind that battles internally
Till one just stops and realize internally your safe
What part of the story did not make sense?
Is it that your mind arrived before your body?
Did it stopped to read some of these words?
Your body can arrive but are you Willing
Willing to survive the world out side your mind
So my body had dropped
But my mind keeps on fighting
This is true even after we are sleeping
Impossible mission for yours truly,
sans this dada to validate
those two most significant mentors,
no paternal biased trait,
(who I helped beget) enroute to great
adventures toward enormously
enviously exciting destinations,
thus birth father doth ululate
eternal burning tears boding
indefinite fare thee well,
cuz propensity to
become autonomous innate
within each body electric,
and offload emotional freight
unnervingly, unscrupulously, unwittingly...
within impressionable off
us spring psychs did create,
(especially thine eldest)
perceived intentionally deliberate
indelible, unbearable, undeniable,
unforgettable, unlearnable, unpardonable,
untenably insufferable state
psychological crimes, misdemeanors,
and punishments who bore brunt
regarding mine cratered distrait
parental moon unit gravitational pull
thus itching to break free
and cleared eighteenth circuit atop oblate
spheroid around nearest star
December twenty second, sans
(bench marked circa 1996), her birthdate
I unknowingly long fostered
execrable despicableness and did generate
antipathy, loathsomeness, vileness...
ripe opportunity she hightailed out our
reprehensible company she did hate
despising dirt poor existence portrait-
quick to compare/contrast our pennilessness
with rich Mainliners, where dire strait,
i.e. particularly financial since household
income equaled zilch figuratively
queued, hexed, aligned... with eight
ball, cuz we wanted progeny late
in life, despite afflictions
with mental illness
additionally unkempt, unsightly, untidy,
where chaos and entropy did administrate
residence discouraged "star student,"
nee repulsed offering extending
invites to any chummy classmate,
plus inapropos behavior,
I exhibited oblivious impact
analogous bing saddled to heavyweight
see millstone upon first born psyche
even now, she smolders
thus doth dissociate
with this "sir" and missus,
oh yes...much more aye could narrate!
Maybe it's just ageing me.
So, I'm asking,
as focused yet open
as I could ever hope to encompass,
transparently vulnerable
Do negative correlations
distancing inhaling
from exhaling
EarthMother's sentient WorldView
resemble, for you,
too,
a reverse correlation,
dipolar co-arising
appositional contrast,
in-between organically grasping on
and sacredly letting off?
I am not sure why
this question could be economically
or politically
or psychologically
or neurologically significant
In this time of great polarized
climate EarthHealth v EconomicWealth cultural crisis,
and yet,
it persistently seems so
as I attempt,
in my Earth-bound solitude,
to exhale and dissociate from
left hemisphere verbal
monopolizing
monotheistic
demanding anthropocentric dominance
To inhale and grasp toward
more right hemisphere nonverbal
co-passion communing physical therapy
re-associating
re-syncing metaphysical thought
and physical feeling
re-communing organic and sacred
re-ligioning
Green
and blue
and red
ultra-violet transforming
Earth's climate health
grasping fresh inhalations
while exhausting stale patriarchal capitalism's
straight white male preserving
reiterative hortatory,
Might Makes God Right
Grasping and exhausting reactionary nonresponsiveness
to our organic belongings
and sacred longings
for EarthHealth
and DemocraticWealth,
co-passionate points of WorldView.