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I'm a simple guy,
I like video games, music and succeeding without trying,
So when a man comes up to me and tell me he can save my life,
Who am I to turn down a free book from a generous passerby,
Strange how after hundreds of Reddit articles I find these red words the most astounding,
Each verse saturated with a truth beyond my understanding,
I embraced the scripture in my new-found belief,
Ditching skeptics and scientific contention for a biblical motif,
So with my newfangled faith I embarked on a holy endeavor,
To sift through a lifetime of personal uncertainty to uncover the answer,
I found myself under bottomless pizza boxes,
Buying time stocks from the evolutionary clock,
Discovering purpose through glimmering game discs,
Fashioning polygonal personalities into personable obelisks,
Uncovering the depths of my psyche excavating mountains of dirty laundry,
Rinse on, dry off, purging both physical filth and emotional quandaries,
Sharing walkways with speeding cars enslaved to a monetary duty I can't shirk
A journey of a thousand steps every pilgrimage to work,
My blood a bubbling brew of ambition and potential,
Yet required to surpass insurmountable credentials,
Ignoring the marked symbols in newspapers they seek to brand on my forehead,
Subjective opinions of civility and idealism dropped on me like warheads,
Cryptic predictions of personality and fate,
You think I need a dice roll to determine if I'm straight?
Countless evaluations to rationalize the psyche and soul combined,
What makes their opinion more viable than mine?
I'm taking buoyant steps upon the swamp to reach my destination,
Swapping carnality for divinity to achieve the ultimate self-preservation,
Cremating my mortality I seek to ascend,
Past primitive understanding of a purpose I cannot comprehend,
This road we walk is coated with trip-wire and paved with scorching coals,
Watch out for those flaming hours in your 5-day forecast so find the nearest foxhole,
The burden on our shoulders has already been lifted so there's no reason for us to be aching,
We're on the path to eternal salvation why aren't we skipping?
So why don't you tag along with me on this self-realization odyssey,
I can't promise explosions or tentacle-headed aliens but I know it'll at least be interesting,
Just you, yourself, me and I,
The most dynamic duo to ever breach the sky.
Loneliness is not what I’m looking forward to
Distress was not part of my gladness, so true
Oceanic, ominous waves bring me down sometimes, darling so free
Tension-packed, traumatic nervousness gives me moments of mere bravery
Oceanic, ominous waves swallow me whole and silence takes its toll substantially,
Eventually washing away the jubilance that blooms like the sun of the afternoon
Gladness and God’s grace makes me flutter away and sway away oh so beautifully
Like a suave butterfly out of a vicacious cocoon that flies in the month of June
Love from above is essential and beneficial to my heart of cold stone
I’m like a resonating, dynamic dove in the sky, then captivated in descending disheartenment
I rove in fields of blues and grays - the ominous waves, alone,
Have scared me off and made my optimism die and now, I am facing dire discouragement
Emotionally inclined and woeful waters spill out from my oceanic eyes
Getting rid of the guilty conscience and fighting back lust and lies
Crimson rain, like waterfalls, collide from the wounds of my heart’s desire
I want to be as pure as amber-colored auras around the rather dazzling fire
I’m as freezing hot as fire below the waters of wistfulness
I want to boil up your wondrous waves of blissfulness
I don’t want to look back at the ominous waves of fearful fretfulness
I don’t want to backtrack the sorrow from within you and I regardless
Majestic, mesmerizing movement of the sparkling sea moves us for an eternity
It brings me benevolent bliss and leaves the gloomy waves envious of our serenity
I just don’t want to be humiliated by hatred and its horrendous thunderstorm
Instead, let me feel the monsoons of meandering magnificence unfold and keep my kindred spirits warm
Evaporate the oceanic, ominous waves from tearing us apart -
Drown not my hopes and joys of my youth from my heart; give me a reason to venture on my own
We are a ship of vital vigilance and shimmering might from the start
I am much like a seashore-bound shipwreck, once wandering through the abyssal waters all alone
Ascending awesomely like the exuberant, extraterrestrial mountains
Oceanic, ominous waves try to break me into shards of empty misery,
Expressing my solitude’s serene solace through my poetic words
Loneliness is not what I’m looking forward to, but to release it like birds
Nestled under blankets,
the gentle whirring sound
soothes the savage beast
within mine body electric
of one generic, opportunistic,
and wholistic garden variety man.
Within blink of closed eye
yours truly transported
into the realm of deep sleep
benumbed to reality as unconscious guy
experiencing dynamic vivid dreams
courtesy Fluoxetine Hcl
(C17H18F3NO·HCl)
known as Selective
Serotonin Reuptake Inhibitor (SSRI),
especially prescribed to treat
depression, panic disorder,
and obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Holmes tower fan whooshing air
analogous to sonogram (ultrasound)
infiltrates slumbering snorer (me)
best not to awaken papa bear,
cuz he will roar loud and clear
disrupted sleep upends ability to function
no joking psyche riddled
with profound anxiety and despair
subsequent havoc wrought
on par whereby mailer daemons ensnare
co opting, conquering,
and compromising blissful state
deadened head reveling
within private webbed world
regarding unscripted drama deep inside
temporal lobe of brain,
the hippocampus might conjure
time traveling circa Renaissance faire
wordsmith metaphorically possessed
remonstrated by fire breathing dragon
evidenced fiery breathing
affect nostrils to snort and flare
awoke from necessary dreams,
I would angrily glare
frightfully enough to induce goosebumps,
and raise every small hair
along spine uncontrollable fury
communicating shattered functionality
essentially rude awakening would impair
ability to experience joie de vivre.
Debilitating panic attack invariably triggered
similar to Tonga underwater volcano
eruption January 15th, 2022
constituting physiological displeasures
chiefly vertigo, racing heart, nausea,
excessive perspiration, adrenaline
coursing thru body,
whereby Prozac (brand name regarding
aforementioned synthesized chemical)
ameliorated unbearable,
unmanageable, untenable...
earth-shaking, devastating,
and crushing manifestations
disabling, exhausting, hijacking,
jackknifing, sabotaging, and wrecking
life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness.
Kickstarting psychological equilibrium
linkedin with savoring at least bajillion winks
else sixty plus shades of gray matter methinks
knotted courtesy cerebral gordian knotted kinks
yours truly feels discombobulated
teetering and tottering atop brinks
of figurative precipice.
SafeHome is not so much a real place
as a destiny longed for
on our lifetime journey toward dynamic well-being,
too healthily robust to fear growing homeless and friendless.
SafeHome is not an unchanging Paradise,
statically without resonantly changing,
slow-turning nutritious seasons,
ups and downs,
ins and outs.
Such conservative stability, uniformity
could never be my red-blooded idea
of brilliantly resilient Heaven.
So, when Earth's climate pressures,
internally and externally competing
to my point of ego-aggression,
notice chronic stress climbing up my back
and shoulders,
brain stem and frontal cortex
concerned about politically left and personally unself-righteous depression,
When cynicism about never ever loving enough WinWin RealTimes
RealTalk
Real cooperative integrity walks
into co-passioning solidarity,
Then my SafeHome destined child and parent voices
prefer WinWin economic ecological sanctuary
removed from WinLose habitual habitats,
dissonant stuckness
never ever feeling like healthy SafeHome resilience.
Homes resonantly sustained
First, by dynamic cooperative resonance
with all EarthTribes
occupying compassionate health vocational preoccupations
And, Second,
actively seeking sanctuaries cooperatively facilitating,
feeding,
watering,
fueling resilient multicultural nutritional development.
HealthyWealth SafeHomes
plant and harvest socially compassionate
interdependent health-resonant relationships,
polyculturally resilient,
spiritually and naturally polypathic, nonsectarian,
democratically positive energetic, dynamic systems
forming SafeWombed
flow-functions,
universal inside survivor memories
of cooperative sanctuary, originally outside warm wombs
From SafeWombs
emerge WinWin infants, then young and free children
who become WinWin parents and teachers and gratitude preachers,
eco-listeners and ego-speakers
longing for compassionately cooperative SafeHome returns,
pilgrimages toward universal solidarity,
unitarian SafeHome interdependence.
A long strong ZeroZone SafeHome
for robust reunification
within EarthTribe graced communions, healthy
green cooperatives,
permaculturally wealthy
deep learning lifetimes
for green STEAM educational placements,
safe ZeroBalancing carbon-based residencies
in WinNature-WinSpirit learning civilizations.
In the indigo skies,
Where the stars glisten, unsteady
Trembling, alive
Like the enigmatic pieces of life,
Promising time will soon define everlasting,
Grace that brings with it –
The still, soft yearnings of faith that agrees…
In the quiet skies,
Where silence glows, hesitant
To provide the solace, the comfort
The peace that comes from believing,
He is abiding in the heavens, where stars breath,
Where light blesses the angel’s wings,
Healing, helping, hoping…
Beyond the silent praises, worshipping
In amazement,
Beyond the quiet skies, His brilliance,
Shining, more dazzling than the beautiful
In the heart of a sunlit dawn,
At the core of a moonlit thought,
Beyond the music in softest tones,
Music played by the angel’s harps….
In quiet skies,
The light flows down,
Silencing the distant seas,
Erasing every mystery…
With the knowing that forever,
We’ll be…
Around the throne, where Jesus brings…
Souls into the presence of His Father’s Love,
A love that blesses beyond the spirit’s comprehension,
Beyond the lights in the heavens,
Beyond the lights in the blessings,
Beyond the eternal that accepts us…
Into its forever, into its beautiful, into its breathless…
Peace that lasts eternally, peace that is ours,
Peace that never lets us fear, never allows our tears,
But, gives our souls the answers, the assurance
That wherever we go, in heaven…
We can know the wonder of His comfort, His blessing…
Forever, in the arms of grace – forever, seeing into the face…
Of the One who made a way for us to shine,
More alive than the sun or moon, more dynamic than the stars,
More than we’ve ever been or hoped to be – because
His love is with us, forever bringing us – together with Him,
The One who makes us into reflections of love,
Reflections of the light that shines so bright, eternally,
Forever lifting the dark of night…
In quiet skies…
He shines so alive,
I know He is mine, eternally
Alive, so that I can abide
In His presence, where nothing on earth
Can ever define the music that pours forth,
From the soul that is washed by His life’s blood.
Forever, always, with Him…
I can know the wonder of this light,
That seeks to stir my soul’s hope –
Beyond the lingering grace that abides
Beyond those quiet skies…
He is forever the reason that my soul keeps believing!
You have been walking on that ground since you were a child and you still have not examined the broken lines, you have been playing on that field since you start crawling on your knees and still you have not figured out how to mix lemon with honey.
You have been playing on the middle ground since you were three and you should know the turns like ABC. If I bend my back and cross my knees you will receive a letter from me; some mountains are hard to climb but strategy will save you just in time.
I lit a candle and wander around in the dark searching for that spot where I will meet with the lark, it is that little section around the bend where the crucifix meet with the troublesome heavens, and the clouds keeps turning about and the elements in the sky start to run and shout.
The universe with its ultimate proportion finds the exotic rhythm and starts sing, and I stretched my ears beyond the plane to block out the terrible shame and align myself with the ground for that is where the mystery is found.
The stars and the planets are sealed up with the Gods and the Indus Valley lay bear waiting for something dynamic to share; the Bronze Age of civilization is welled up in the northwestern regions of Southern Asia, cruising from corner to corner and from three thousand three hundred BCE to thirteen hundred BCE, they have been baking a giant cake for you and me,.
The ancient Egyptian and Mesopotamia family have been searching diligently for me they are one of three early civilizations of the Near East and South Asia and they have built an empire out of the diamond and gold and place it in the center of my soul.
The ancestors have paid the sacrifice a million times and when the time is right you will break through the gate and collect the golden plate.
The center ground keeps moving around and the birds keep flying from town to town, the side bars are easy to slide and a miracle is waiting by your side, study the field once more before you walks through the miracle door.It was built specially for you, just to make your dream come through.
When you are in the middle, they attack you from both sides so girt your waist with extra pride and extend your right and left elbow on both sides to scrape up all the prize. The middle ground is hard to find; the middle ground is where destiny abideS.
Iain McGilchrist,
neurological psychologist,
builds on previous findings of Edward De Bono
and Julian Jaynes.
Human nature is bicamerally structured
for cerebral and appositional specialization,
inclusive and sacred empathies from Elder Right matriarchal,
with deductive-reductive linguistic natural laws
and patriarchal orders from Left hemisphere dominant enculturation.
This Left dominant hemispheric and global overshoot
has brought us to buying and selling military-industrialized colonization
with appropriate tools
to get deductive-reductive killing and maiming jobs done,
as necessary for justice in self-justifying wars
through metaphysical Win-Lose
Either-Or cognitive-emotive assumptions,
retributive justice.
As if punishment were a monopoly of social justice
rather than a rather poor suboptimization
of restorative therapeutic justice,
also both natural and spiritual
but for restoring health,
inclusive therapy of victims with our predative,
colonizing,
fear and anger-mongering,
commodifying of Earth's greatest sacred grace,
gifts of clean air,
pure water,
sacred healing fire-circles of WinWin intent,
healthy MotherLand fertility
of forests and virgin oceans
now horribly RightBrain lost,
depressed,
dissonant,
irrational pathologies
of too many bad boys
with sharp law and order enforcing toys,
and word choices,
and lack of more nurturing WinWin diplomatic options.
Fears and fake-divine idolatries
of HellFire and Jihad JustWar BrimStones
to punish those who dare defy
a Great Patriarchal YangGod of Victimization
rather than inviting available cooperative bicameral adjustments
of ego- with eco-conciousness,
to include Elder Sacred MotherEarth
born of Grandfather SunGod Radiant Powers.
Gaia hypotheses of Sacred RightYin
with EcoLogical PolyPaths of SecularLeft Yang,
co-arising nondual dipolar,
bicamerally dynamic ecopolitical prime relationship
of Yang +1Earth and Her Balancing EcoSystems
with YinSquared (-,-)0-Soul Theorem
equivalent to speed of reverting 4D light,
co-arising as also having co-gravitated
universal unity of space as also bilateral flow of time,
YangHere SecularLeft reweaving YinNow SacredRight,
breathing YangLeft here in,
breathing YinRight now out,
here in,
now out,
up,
down,
up and in YangLeft,
down and out YinRight...
Headline News Hypocrisy
"If you see anybody from that cabinet in a restaurant, in a department store,
at a gasoline station, you get out and you create a crowd.
You push back on them. Tell them they’re not welcome anymore, anywhere!" Maxine Waters
Main Stream Media “She is such a dynamic leader.”
“I’d like to take Trump out behind the gym and kick his ****!” Joe Biden
Main Stream Media “You tell’em Joe.”
“We can’t be civil until we are back in charge again!” Hilary Clinton
Main Stream media “She should have been President.”
“When they go low, kick them!” Eric Holder
Main Stream Media “They deserve it.”
“Get up in the face of some congress people!” Corey Booker
Main Stream Media “You go Spartacus.”
“Make America great again!” Donald Trump.
Main Stream Media “Man, that guy is so hateful, always promoting violence”
Ok, I am sorry for this but it is infuriating me and the main stream media is the enemy of the people. Stop reading me if you like because of this
but it is every day and has been for the past two years. What really gets me is people act like they don’t see it or feel that it is okay.
Whether you like the guy or not, this is just too much. I have seen numerous poems on this site trashing the President of the United States.
Everyday there are more. I mean really? Yes, I agree he’s not the nicest guy in the world. He shoots his mouth off too much but he is doing something,
Which is more than I can say for any other President, Democrat or Republican. He works hard and that is what scares these other politicians.
They look at politics as a job where they don’t have to do anything except sit around all day arguing with each other. They are scared to death of work.
Tim Smith just posted a poem about Kindness…everyone should read it. Why can’t everyone just be kind to one another? Yeah, I know…stupid question.
The headline this morning on MSN read: "Pittsburgh mourns synagogue shooting victims as protestors await Trump." Did we really need the last part of that headline?
Can’t they let these people and the country mourn in peace? Why do they always have to stir up crap? Why didn’t they just write, Pittsburgh mourns synagogue shooting victims and we still hate Trump?
I was gratefully listening
to a theologian musician
repeat a rabbinic tradition
of four levels of resonant soul:
individual (egosystemic),
communal (local),
social (cultural, national identity)
global (Earth,ecosystemic).
A mature musician,
like a wise theologian,
sees these four soul identities
as circular
double-binding octaves,
mutually informing up
and down,
in
and out.
As EarthMother's original staging womb
organically recreates
using the fractal language of DNA inscription,
prediction,
predication,
to recreate yet another individual soul,
as BrahmanEarth outside soul
is to AtmanEgo inside spirit
of dynamic resonance,
preferring regeneration as positive
as more power-indwelling
than degeneration as negative.
So, it was jarring
when this musical theologian
referred to human bodies
as machines,
rather than organisms.
Machines seem to be left-brain dominant
power reductions
as compared with
Left with Right-balancing organisms.
For robotic machines,
punishing or rewarding communities,
leviathan bureaucratic
autocratic societies,
lifeless planetary spheres,
power is either on or off,
energy is positive or negative.
For living organisms,
individual through holonically Earth-wombed,
power is both regenerative
and degenerative,
positive and negative;
Not digitally governed by our either/or switch
but analogically healed, developed
and wounded, decomposing
with both/and holistic interdependent consciousness.
Human nature
sounds like a robotic analogy
and hopelessly predictable,
dully rational
as a LeftBrain dominant machine.
Humane nature/spirits
feel organically metaphoric
polyphonic
polypathically rounded
theo/eco-logical music composed
and decomposed,
marvelously trans-rational
as left with right hemispheric balance,
rhythm, communal
pitch, cultural
resonance, EarthWomb global
Soul,
ZeroZone regenerative
more powerful than degenerative,
Yet organic cycles
and recycles,
purpose
and repurposes of life
decomposing death
require both
to recreate
recompose
recologize
recognize
theologize
musical soul
as powerful
resonant
both-thought/and-felt structure.
But, when we started singing together
I knew
for sure
he, as we,
feels more and better
as metaphoric musicians
than analogical machines.
Let's be as clear as zeroism
could notnot ever eternally become,
to settle for Einstein's Theory of 4D Relativity,
which RightBrain easily transliterates
as complexly square-root systemic
geometric-biometric networked
fractal square nurturing organic regenerative
ecosystemic cooperative synergy,
reverse-temporal hierarchy of empowerment
as cause-effectively gifting grace forward,
more matriarchally associated,
as patriarchal structures favor power top-heavy structures.
Which ecologically feels very much like not being able to uncover your LeftBrain
notnot YangForce EgoCenter
for lack of RightBrain EarthTribe-listening
with equivalent YinSquared EcoConscious BiCameral Balancing Health
as Wealth (0)-sum Theorem of ReGenerativity,
trans-millennially reweaving as we cooperatively research
and speak across more differentiated paradigms.
I'm just as peace
truth as beauty
sayin'
'cause my proportion and rhythm RightBrain
intuitive truster/mistruster
is trying to draw this dynamic ecologically full-octave ReSonantly Hued sight-sound-smell-taste-feel EcoConsciousness Conjecture,
of ergodic co-arising nondual appositional verbs
of time's reweaving,
decomposing Yang-Yintegral Tao
unwinding PostMillennial PolyPathic Zeroism.
Reiteratively speaking, notnot double-binding
WinWin as regeneratively fractal-seasonal
global climate and landscape LeftBrain ecopolitical
as also RightBrain ecological health insurance,
avoiding further development of Cognitive-Affective Dissonance Theorems
in favor of BiCameral Polypathic EnthyMematic Communication Conjectures
on behalf of,
as in advocating,
as in Occupying,
as in becoming hybrids of Western messiahs and Eastern bodhisattvas
ReGenerative Climate Healthy-Wealthy EcoPolitical Sciences
and other EcoTherapeutic Sacred Artists
interested in ecological climates,
without as within,
above as below
interdependent as empty,
light as dualdark,
(0)Mega Point as BlackHole (0)Riginal Projection
of EarthTribe's sacred-natural Promise,
co-arising integrative potentials.
Relative, of course,
but also ReGenerative-(0)-Sum Positive
with DeGenerative-DualDark BiLateral not-future/not-yet-past Empty (0) Negative
RightBrain Paranoia about
Trees of Life
require Root Systems of Decomposing-ReGenerating SpaceTime Matters.