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[ Poem inspired by Contest : Ghost of Frankenstein : sponsored by Tom Woody ]
CREATURE FROM THE PAST ?
Elite scientists are the scariest humans
their minds think up stormy waters with acumen
these they traverse with little concern
for millions of quarters that could wisely
be used with much more discern
dinosaurs, woolly mammals, dire wolves
already lived joyously through Earth’s doors
why would they want to come back for more
when conservation projects would better suit
protection of what exists in Now’s galore ?
Nature herself creates equilibrium
She knows what is needed whatever
considered debate argue into nights late
moving forward, not backward in Time
tunnel funnels, She lovingly smile at
everybody’s befuddled scientific grime
But wait ! Who created those scientific minds
to explore all underbelly curiosity DNA fine
stretch past into future then draw it back to present into laboratories, test tubes, zoos
curiosity sanctuaries, for economics or
humans to know our prehistoric plethorics ?
Each mind and program part of Consciousness
exploring timelines excitedly, simultaneously
be not monotonous, instead bottomless
from foundation to apex ONE priceless
holy illusion, quest to manifest dichotomous
sayeth Supersoul, eventually all to Void
fun, fidget or fancy, this remains His prancy
a small golden slice of Earth’s historic plate
as good as its broad-base stone, checkmate
those who shout “ethics”
usually contain their own inner
unresolved hectics
I have been thinking about what life in this world might be like,
When from the throes of this pandemic we emerge and take a hike,
Even though we are still in the midst of this global disaster,
One day soon this Coronavirus nightmare we will get over.
But what will the lasting effects be, when Corona no longer dominates the landscape,
Would there be unpleasant realities from which we cannot escape?
Will the world economy rapidly recover as many are predicting?
Or could we be in for a prolonged period of economic declining?
Could Covid-19 be the harbinger of future disasters and pandemics,
That will wreak havoc on global economics,
Leading to a period of severe economic distress,
Which makes all our national currencies worthless.
For years some have been predicting a time of universal harmony,
When the whole world would be using one currency,
With the economies of all nations so tightly stretched,
The reality of one world economic order is not far-fetched.
And who would be the leader of this global entity?
It would have to be someone with great moral authority.
Would he or she be Chinese, German, Russian or American?
Or maybe he or she might just be European.
What type of political system might we have to live under?
In this time that might not be too far yonder.
Would we be free to exercise our autonomy,
Or will be the subjects of an autocracy?
Enough of my musings, but I hope this poem get you thinking,
And start to some self-evaluating.
The Covid-19 pandemic has made us confront our own mortality,
My sincere hope is that it will also propel us to plan for eternity.
To touch
can be to give life.
Michelangelo
To feel
can become receiving life
health
spirited wealth
empowering depth
co-invested width.
To physically touch
can grow toward spiritual
bilateral feelings,
co-passionate
co-empathic
co-operative
co-invested,
ego/eco-logical
viral and metaphysically benign.
To touch fractal DNA/RNA-inspired nature
may also feel seasonally expiring divinity,
ecologically created,
theologically creatured.
To healthy touch
and compassionately feel
can be to give spiritual life
and take away natural death
for embodied now,
from well-minded here.
‘Nothing to do, they don’t need us.
Hell of a lot of busy work,
what are we doing sitting here ?‘
These are the twisted thoughts
that plague so many people
every day as they sit idle and fiddle;
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again;
We have a shortage of soul;
Restlessness is mischief in lazy hands;
No real motivation except
flash cash and micro dopamine hits;
Pulling up an app chasing fast money;
Honey, that slot machine has no value;
If anyone can get it without a grind?
There is something inside unsatisfied;
Each minute it continuously grows;
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again;
We have a shortage of soul;
Wealth can’t be based on economics,
you flourish when your spirit is full;
Not a thing you don’t work for
will give you purpose;
Easy will always leave you empty,
on the sofa with seven deadly sins;
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again;
We have a shortage of soul.
These facts must be taught in our schools:
Donald's tweets can trump molecules
Fools believe science
Truth has no reliance
Grasp pussy and not climate rules!
Author’s Note: I regularly talk to an observer who travels all over the USA. The report back is that the people in the middle of the country don’t care about climate change because they believe a rise in sea level will only affect the coasts, and they don’t worry about that. However, they don’t realize that this is just the tip of the iceberg. The effects are now lining up to make life as we know it impossible for everyone everywhere. The laws of economics are a subset of the inescapable laws of nature. I thought I would never be around for the end of the world, but now I am not so sure.
Here
perfect palatial pitch
resonant
Now
peaceful elational power
richly resilient
Brilliant and beautiful
healthy wealth
inviting democratic Trust.
Learning bilaterally co-arising passion language
contrasting left hemisphere
egocentric elitist thinking
full of imperfectly pitched history
against right hemisphere
ecosystemic non-elite feeling
encourages each of us,
migrating toward multiculturing Trust
together
Bilaterally
binomial health/wealth better
at polycultural rejoining
ego's political LeftSoul
with economic Right EarthSoil
Reweaving sacred EgoYang Trust
with Eco Yintegrity,
ego's theological enlightenment
with ecosystemic ecologic
empowering compassionate communications
Left hemisphere wandering
again/with right hemisphere's interdependent
EarthHome feelings
of warm
safe
and beautiful sanctuary
muticulturally here
polyculturing now
Humanity power experiences
realistic capitalization of win/win Trust
also distrusting win/lose zero-sum competing around
expecting, at best,
minimizing losses of insufficient cash
In exchange for felt mistrust
and market analyzed potential resale value
with least short-term
up-front loss to sacred TrustedOther
Wandering
diffuse
exhaling left hemisphere self-esteem
diminishing social political economic cash value
to leave to anthrocentric kin,
and maybe a colonizing
missionary StraightWhiteMale entrusted
encrusted church;
Maybe, too,
an EarthCare Green CoOperative
trusting in a healthier win/win future
for Earth's recreative
young regenerators.
Left hemisphere cooperative Yang
wandering
wondering
arm in arm,
win with win,
with Right hemisphere interdependent yintegral
perfect eco-political pitched feelings
reweaving ecofeminist Trust
in green encultured journeys
back through all Left hemisphere's
privileged quantitative Space
and Right under-privileged qualitative
bicameral
secular/sacred Trust
in Tao's Great Green/Blue Transition
co-arising EarthHealth Time.
The god of this world is not wholly
Wholly good or wholly evil.
He does his best to avoid extremes.
With his cornucopia he feeds the paying multitudes
While the rest discreetly hunger. He nourishes,
Admixing with good food insignificant,
that is – as far as we can tell - insignificant
Doses of toxin. We must say grace mindful
That slightly poisoned food is better than none, and
“In the long run,” as one archdeacon of economics said:
“Who cares,?“ We’ll all be dead.”
Progress was not made for man, but man
Was made to serve progress. “What progress?” you ask.
Ah, the answer to that is far, far, above us,
Filed away on the fiftieth storey.
By the way, don’t get too worried
about that radio active leak!
An expert has assured us we need expect
Only a couple of extra cancer cases at most.
And besides, don’t rock the boat
No, the god of this world is not holy.
Period.
Twenty-two
and our School Boards
are hoppin
Madly divided
'bout race
and white saving face
in-between fashion shoppin.
Dear Red and Blue
School Board Candidates,
Regarding Critical Race Theory
that ignores our own lack
of multiculturing experience,
Perhaps a primally significant reason
we have issues
discussing racial divisions
throughout historical seasons
of revision
Textbooking Straight White Patriarchal treasons
against EarthTribe's polycultural humanity,
Sacred celebrating multicultural divinity
once felt as synergetic
universal Beauty,
Continues to divide
and conquer
our best LeftBrain schooled dominions,
Is because rich violent red
patriotic bloodshed
is difficult to own
within our own fascist
unmatriarchal histories
Of capitalized ownership
and encultured Earth corrupting
supremely anthro-worshiping
lack of healthy eco/theological
green stewardship
through co-empathically felt
relationship.
Red candidates predict
Critical Race Theory
becomes a cynical prescription
for an inevitable future
of win/lose
zero-sum unfolding
Continuing Business As Usual
White versus Black
reverses White,
While Blue candidates refocus
on Critical Race personal experiences
of historical individuals
investing in divested
separated
divided communities,
privileged versus unprivileged
polarized nations,
degenerate climates
of active distrust
in our apartheid studied past,
Not to prescribe an inevitable future
of rightwing supported hate,
but to describe our win/lose racist past
To inform a therapeutic win/win potential future
humanely balanced,
multiculturally healthy
for our democratic
planetary future.
Twenty-two
and our School Boards
are hoppin
Mad
divided 'bout race
and white saving face
in-between fashion shoppin.
Well, your Mama Eartha's rich
and your Papa's Sun
shines bright enlightenin,
So, hush co-despisin,
don't you,
won't you try?
Angry words have fear-mongering consequences,
said rhetorical behaviorist Hillary,
then Kamala, to Donald,
we would no more peacefully
and compassionately select a Donald Trump as President
than we would bipartisan co-invest to win Donald Duck for Empire Builder.
Words mean things,
said linguistic behaviorist Anat
to her fellow Economist Collective,
and the absence of kind words means something too.
We're not sure what
but I place my bet
on more discommunicating eco-political
ego-apartisanship.
FatherSun enlightenment led toward EarthMother liquidity.
We know this from our indigenous history
of Yang/Yin Win/Win
environmental science books
but this is difficult to see
how exactly this could be
without sufficient silence to recall
what dipolar co-arising energies lie in wait
within this shared bilateral brilliance.
Fire and water,
progenitors of stardust
eco-empowering,
sacred ecologizing
fertile organic planets
birthing health moisturized wealthy regenerations.
To paraphrase bodhisattva Joanna Macy,
Co-invested communing economics
is not more wishful monopolistic thinking
(or messianic ideation).
Active political gathering verbs
enlightening sacred habitats
do not wait for renowned
divisive
drowned-out
dis-organic trauma issues
to be reverently resurrected
and religiously re-membered
by monoculturing Donald Ducks
or by some Anti-Other quacking
self-serving colonization
of patriarchal monotheistic
discommunicating misbehavior.
Active Hope wakes up in love-life's ecological
EarthMother baptismal beauty
wonder
fertile light and flowing power sabbath
on who's silently communing behalf
we can act in sacred light
for animated
organic
polyamorous co-empowerment.
To the responsible Hillaries, and Kamalas:
Follow positively cooperative light,
not so much darkly threatening
reactively monolithic
swampy miscommunication.
To the authoritarian Donalds:
Follow your competitively brilliant
SunFather responsive truth
with EarthMother beauty
loves polyculturing liquidity,
not so much your prized
monopolistic
and monotheistic
anthro-patriarchal
discommunicating fear and anger
military-industrialized pathologies.
I overdrew my bank account.
Then told the bank to print more money to cover it.
They told me there was no interest in doing that.
I suggested a moratorium on pursuing the matter.
They suggested I not write any more checks.
I told them I was drowning in debt.
They asked who pushed me into the pool.
I wept and cried as I toweled myself off.
I asked if they could suspend my rent/mortgage payments
car payments, child care/support payments etc.
The said it wasn’t their job to bail me out.
I reminded them that the GOVERNMENT
(aka taxpayers like me) had bailed them out.
They called in an armed security guard
to escort me from the building.
Wait till they see what’s going on with my credit cards!!!
John G. Lawless