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Bertrand Russell
was intrigued by systems theory,
appalled by systemic racism
within himself and others,
corporations and churches
not recognizing each other's wisdom
also found in temples and synagogues
and community investment banks
and poor houses.
He was also interested in political philosophy,
power of aristocrats
anticipating growing personal economic despotism
offering no respite
to green/blue democratic EarthLovers.
A contemporary of Einstein's,
who shared Russell's political philosophy
and perhaps his interest in 4Dimensional
prime NonZero-entropic space/time
co-arising dipolar bilateral
spatial/integral
physical/metaphysical systems
also sort of bicamerally structured
Russell writes,
"The reason physics has ceased to look for causes
is that, in fact,
there are no such things.
The law of [unilateral linear] causality
is a relic of a bygone age,
surviving, like the monarchy,
only because it is erroneously supposed
to do no [win/lose, either/or leftbrain dominant reductive] harm."
Here, Russell's parenthetical analogy
betrays his political philosophy
favoring natural/spiritual green/blue co-arising systemic democracy
of We The Healthy MultiCultural EarthPeople
causing and effecting
monoculturing
narcissistic aristocratic collective fantasies,
anthropocentric Naked EarthExploiting Emperors.
Causal systemic power travels down to up,
like root systems toward flowers,
nutritionally before,
secondarily, communication flowing back top to down,
like seeds embedding in Earth's co-invested future
multiculturing fertile soil
bearing multi-regenerational anticipated win/win fruits,
Dipolar co-arising in polyphonic apposition
more normatively nurturing
than win/lose bipolar challenges of monoculturing,
too aristocratically self-delusional
short-term empowering aggressors
leftbrain straight white western male predators
on organic polycultural matriarchal fields
of original nature/spirit win/win systemic energy
in which each individual ego
is EarthMother sacred
eco-politically born
For growing systemic
democratic cooperative green energy,
power,
empowerment,
enlightenment
of integrity's systemic multiculturing potential
for climate health,
internally ego-inspiring spiraling spiritual
as externally natural rooted
organic ecosystems of life
reversing monoculturing death.
Once upon time's center
grows two permaculturing farmers,
multicultural mediators
of Earth's healthy polypathic remainder,
And, surrounding them,
seven elders
and their cheer leading mascot
of disabling foolery
Arriving each spring
in his wheeled chair
to witness
and sometimes loudly prophecy,
to entertain with his win/win intentions,
studying compassionate economics
and empowering politics
and enlightening neurological communion
v dissonance.
These aged and playful snowbirds
form a Wisdom Circle
conjoined by all farmers
Committed to Earth's health care
in humble Vermont neighborhood places
spaces balancing Green Lives Matter races
into organically interdependent co-investments.
This Circle plans cooperative gardens,
MultiCulturally designing
and redesigning shared outdoor climate spaces
in and on now abandoned places
they purchase together
to divest of Green Commons neglect
and invest in a local cooperatively-held enterprise
With land and water and healthy air-based capital
where patient customers
become curious partners
contributing cash
but also labor,
beauty
and nutritional equity,
gracious investment
and/or benignly viral infestment.
This Green Wisdom Circle
plants fruit and nut trees,
vegetables EarthMothers insist they eat
and would like as much as fruit sweet
if they remain of right/left balancing mind.
They plant hemp,
and make baskets
and yoga mats
during dispersed winters
into the retiring diaspora
season for planning futures
of health restoring EarthJustice.
Circles of weavers
and knitters
turn lambs
into shorn sheep
into yarn
into blankets
socks
sweaters
skullcaps
winter masks
with ear **** handles.
Eventually
this Circle will reincarnate Wisdom
into Fire Circles for compline meditations
and story telling
into Singing Circles
of care medication
for young through old,
for those present living now,
and here dead
and yet to arrive
within all sacred regenerating species,
Egos circling within ecosystems,
interweaving networks
of TruthSeeker Circles
sharing win/win BeautyVisions,
Communion Farming Centers
within nonviolent communication systems
for engaging nutritional health,
Sacred ZeroCore recovery Allies,
not Lone Warriors,
within Earth's fully present
compassionate
care giving as receiving
green old as new deal Circles.
Life can be a different nightmare
when philo-sophias self-righteously
uprightly leave us behind
so long in search of success
measured in wealth of commodified acquisitions
rather than health of natural/spiritual capitalization
of virtuously co-managed left/right
co-balancing cooperative structures
for co-investing future resilience,
Like a thirsty hummingbird
living in a too-red environment,
Like dissonant notes
hiding in a too-rich symphony,
Community, communion investing in health
not as ordered by MotherEarth
as demonic TaskMaster of perpetual raw-spot punishment
in perpetually vicious win/lose competitions
against past and future disgraced generations,
rather than wealthy sacred interdependent venerations.
Philosophers and politicians
preachers and prophets
parents and their prey
might instead invest in Earth rights and lefts
as our dance and play Mother
embracing more cooperative win/win choreography,
ecological theologies of color
and scale,
More of a sweet spot multigenerational tango
searching out climatic self-governing unity
rather than a righteous raw spot monocultural war
of nightmartish lose/lose uniformity
unto climate collapsing apocalypse,
Mortality of life
giving way to ecocentric wise dancing regenerations
of local through global multicultural Earth,
enjoying nature more cooperatively-managed,
never competitively-owned in spiritualized theories
of universal Yang Domination
with too complexly uniform marching into fragmented war orders
over-ruling uniting invitations
into win/win multigenerational YinDance,
Now wiser about distinguishing
between individualistic capitalism,
supporting business as usual
monoculturally colonizing patriarchy
And Earth's cooperative capitalization,
actively inviting natural/spiritual
sweet spot win/win dialogue
more than raw spot,
Who is the biggest Loser of vanishing success?
academic debates
Confusing wealth requirements
with healthy response to
What is winning?
Since before liberating philosophers
severed natural nutritional eco-healthy balance
from spiritually robust wealthy ego-investment.
Life in and on Earth's resonant ecosystems
can be a different nightmare
when philo-sophias self-righteously
upright leave us behind
so long in search
of health's wealthiest eco-political success.
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...
There were elephants and bees... wild salmon, slugs, and trees
The Lord had blessed with Mother Nature as their nurse.
Along with flowers, birds and bats... jelly fish and tiger cats
To make this planet more ominifarious and diverse.
The Lord had algorithms to equate and ecosystems to create
All done at quite the hectic pace.
But all ruined when he stumbled and spectacularly fumbled
When against his better judgement... he made the Human race.
The Lord's embarrassment was such... he didn't visit much
But was later compelled to take a peek... he saw
The weather getting warmer with a MacDonald's on every corner...
It was enough to make a Deity want to freak.
The place in need of some repair... with pollution everywhere
With the forests and meadows now in deep decline.
But the thing that got his goat and really rocked his boat...
There was a Starbucks in the Church of the Divine.
The Lord in some revulsion considered our expulsion
But brought forth Salvation to improve our cosmic brand.
However... we compounded his frustration by flirting with damnation
Embracing vile habits sure to force his hand.
The Lord unleashed pandemics and eruptions.. epidemics and disruptions
As the Human Race in all its glory remained perverse.
But nothing seemed to work... against our oddities and quirks
Making us the cockroaches of the known Universe.
The Lord bent on elimination of our unseemly infestation
Pondered many years before he gave a shout.
The solution right before his eyes... prepared to say goodbye
As Monkey Pox was sure to wipe us out.
Yes... Monkey Pox was sure to wipe us out.
Now to those who doubt the Lord his gender as a Male
Should not prevail and give their head a twist.
For it the Lord was something other... or something quite another...
There'd be more flowers and the Human race would not exist.
Nature made convenient sluice,
when pool water did wend
down the gentle slope
describing gargantuan wetsuit vend
er steadily chugging, chiseling,
and channeling straight away
blindly coursing upend
ding (mankind imposed)
property boundaries demarcations tend
with futile diligence,
asper the whimsical barenaked lady's
propensities, viz mother nature
made short shrift send
ding hours of surveyor labor down
into the behavioral sink also rend
ding inhabitants within the flood plain
to vacate premises and return,
when storm didst abate
comically shaking angry fist
at darkening non sheltering sky -
faux imitating to berate
meteorological processes
many complex systems create
the downpour seemingly
appearing (to me) rainier date
then years gone by scattershot memories,
(which figurative, somewhat unreliable
yardstick of boyhood) did equate
climate affecting
Southeastern Montgomery, Pennsylvania,
registering *****sapiens ultimate fate
burgeoning population, which impact great enough
for this lix spittle country bumpkin to ejaculate
(not prematurely) Hawaii hate
to reckon my environmental impact doth irritate
fragile ecosystems, and
holistic lifestyle aye would trade
(hint...mebbe ya know
of eco-centric intentional communities)
even (yes absolutely)
necessitating sweat of brow spade
work agreeable to this sometime joker
renting from management Grosse and Quade,
who primarily bolster increasing monies to get paid,
perhaps partnership incorporates hiring maid
service for their own households,
no doubt beds get properly made
yet, this regular John Doe (dependent on
social security disability because
debilitating panic attacks undermined
ability to function found (yours truly) laid
up (prior to acquiescing strong suggestions
to accept prescription medication), where grade
to cope much less steep, plus un huff frayed,
now rowing tha old skiff to destination
for to long not fostered and delayed
(christened matthew scott harris) to feign charade
nod duh so merrily lee down the time stream.
There is an eagle flying
above a pure blue lake,
white head with a brown body,
and long feathers, proud and straight.
On its feet are long talons,
finest yellow you can find,
they’ll strike like a rattlesnake
if you give him a hard time.
Many critters look at him,
from the ground and from the trees,
they marvel at the eagle
and how it always flies free.
The eagle has its purpose,
and it has its normal prey,
most animals are all right
if they stay out of its way.
But rats and snakes despise it,
as they scurry in the dirt,
fear the eagle may come down
as they go about their work.
They burrow deep underground
to escapes its slashing feet,
and curse that there’s an eagle
who’s forever flying free.
Some predators don’t like him,
as they’re out hunting the weak,
since the eagle will hunt them,
diving down with a large screech.
They can’t prey on everyone
when the eagles fly up there,
have to fear for their own lives,
stick to shadows, move with care.
As long as there’s an eagle
there are places they can’t be,
they hate that something that strong
is allowed to just fly free.
Some small birds hate the eagle,
and annoy him when he flies,
you see them in small numbers,
making short, half-hearted dives.
Though they’re much like the eagle,
they’re still fearful of his strength,
the eagle just rolls his eyes,
has no need to target them.
Wonders why they don’t get it,
they are high up but don’t see
that you always need eagles
high above and flying free.
Sometimes even the eaglets
will look at these other birds,
and want to be just like them,
with the eagle finds absurd.
Why would one embrace weakness
in a world that preys on it?
The small birds all get eaten,
snakes and rats will do their bit.
They’re young and lack perspective,
eagle-eyed but they can’t see
that they were born true eaglets,
that they’re destined to fly free.
Without the eagle up there
things will quickly go berserk,
if your take out an apex
ecosystems do not work.
Too many rats and snakes crawl,
fox and coyote run amok,
killing all that they can get,
you will not find hare or duck.
Until that lake and its shores
become barren and empty,
you need that eagle up there,
and you need him to fly free.
Holistic position
simultaneously invites further co-passion
and celebrates having become ever more compassionate,
Inspired that Earth stewards hope to rightly balance
human relationships
with our wider ecological responsibilities.
These right relationships
and EarthCentered responsibilities
need not compete
with more anthropocentric views
of care-giving and -receiving rights
within theologically reasoned
and sensed,
thought and felt, responsibilities to Earth's wealth
of health.
How I rightfully invest in family
and friends
and vocation
operates integrally
(not disassociated from)
with being
and becoming
a healthy resilient
and wealthy resonant
Earth organic energy system,
one identifiable ZeroSoul
interdependently individuated,
and yet still individuating.
Because humans are sacred sons and daughters
of matriarchal EarthWombs,
and DNA strictures within health strands
and maternal histories rebirthing toward future regenerations,
unbroken webs of intersectional win/win interests,
bleeding our past for mistakes
and breeding our future healthiest opportunities
EarthRights
predict humanely cooperative Asylum,
prophesy invited Green organic
global and individual intentions
toward Win/Win Sanctuaries,
Shared sacred
safely invested
places and times
co-owned and eco-managed
where now lie more disassociated apartheid communities
of diverse idolatrous/industrial bodies
associations/dissociations
divisions/multiplications
corporations/decapitations/recapitations
organic and mechanical
divine and robotic
complex and chaotic
unitarian networks and universal bosons,
exterior ecosystems and interior egocenters
compassioning timeless EarthWombed gratitude.
Compassion is not a fixed state,
not a property I can autonomously own;
As gratitude is a verb of positive emergence,
a property we can only cooperatively co-own
as perpetually timeless
and yet momentarily eternal
becoming together
compassions
rooted in leisured songs and lovely dances
unfinishable
this side of Earth's death.
This holistic life position
synergetically activates love's compassion fruit
and celebrates becoming ever more well-being
ego/eco-passionate.
Why is it, dear,
that the combover speaks as brazenly
as a fat corporate-fed,
way too marbled whitemeat
Naked Emperor
at a Progressive Costume Party?
Because his favorite soundbites are
"I am the best hair-dressed Emperor
these RedStates have ever fed"
followed too loudly by,
"And I am here to listen to
and help you
and God bless AmericaIncorporated First!!!!!"
And you know
he is nakedly lying
from the top of his bald combovered head
all the way through the ****-stained bit
about listening,
because we know he's too busy twittering
in the morning
to step into
his best-dressed CEO corporate-fat role
of fear-mongering
and monocultural apartheid
anger-militarized mismanagement,
and other terrifying LoseLose pushbutton regimes
of paranoid and fascist
Supreme Naked Emperor images
still trying to work that hopeless combover.
Honey, really,
don't you have anything healthier to obsess about?
Yes, but our kids' teachers
believe secular natural egosystems
are something other than the exterior LeftBrain face
of sacred spiritual RightBrain ecosystems,
Which is what you plan to obsess about next,
but its difficult to find any who seem likely to listen
to secular-sacred harmonic students,
much less parents,
any more or less
than my own evangelical Christian parents did,
or the local Catholic priest currently Holy Communions
in that apartheid cathedral
built of universal historical matter.
Well, it does sound like we have a lot
on our Their Not Listening communion plates.
Perhaps if we first listened better
to their long crippled suffering
they might be able to hear our's better?
That's a thought,
although it doesn't seem to be working
with the POTUS.
Well, dear,
don't beat yourself up.
Remember the verse about having ears to hear
and eyes to see
that a combover
does not suggest deep powers
to co-passionately listen
to one's own naked and vulnerable aging self.
Stuck in perpetual bullying adolescence
as learned in military school,
more likely.
I wonder how he would look
in a Marine cut?
If not healthier,
then at least more honest.
If we want to improve our shared climates,
and our interior, more guardedly intimate and vulnerable,
climates,
then we best cooperatively manage our nutritional/toxic landscapes.
Annual planning by individuals and families
seldom hopes to regenerate ecosystemic climate health,
but can realistically engage in discernment of healthy landscapes,
interior and exterior.
Combined and shared within a healthy democratic culture,
our cumulative ego/ecotherapeutic intent,
planning,
implementation,
evaluation
are our best cycle of hope and positive multiculturing faith
toward global climate health,
and not so much internal/external pathology.
To fully embrace a gift,
especially those inherited from our Elders
and perhaps still accessible for our children
and their children,
is to invite our climates and landscapes as sacred ecological grace
and also to accept responsibility
for gifts uses,
maintenance and repair,
eventual repurpose,
recycling any degenerative waste produced
as a questionable gift
for Earth's next generation of interdependent species,
and the next...
for how many generations?
Gifts, like sacraments, bring gratitude
for changing new authorities over resources,
nutritional flow of opportunities
but with a potential risk of responsibility
for contributing to our children's toxic waste stream.
A principle of Permaculture Design
endorses planning from broader spacetime pattern
of spring through winter climates
and back to spring again patterns first,
then look more closely
deeply in to more specific landscape networking details
of regenerative authorities
inherited from Elders
and degenerative responsibilities,
healthy production flows
and unhealthy waste streams
left to and for fragile future new-growth regenerators
and vulnerable degenerators.
Which is why,
contrary to what my grandfather advised,
I am learning to look even gifted horses
in their mouths
to count the landscape costs
and to appreciate climate details
of healthy horsepowered teeth,
devouring and recreating sacred ecosystems,
regenerative and decomposing change.