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"In my repentance I changed my mind
I turnt around its return journey
move so as to face in the opposite direction
I got a new mindset
Had a resent change
Of heart one's decision
Opinion about something
A recent change of mind
Sinful desires Jesus hung on a cross
I turn my spirit and body completely around
Impose my point of view at naught
Sown a seed of denying doubt
Harness the power of psychological
Empath, empowered supports my mind transformation
I thought to myself, I had a turnaround season
A recent change of mind"
12/4/23
For Evolving Thought and Personal Growth Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jaymee Thomas
The harvest moon rises so bright
Through the deep darkness it does shine
Like an orange ball in the night
Evolving with wishes of mine
Through the deep darkness it does shine
Chasing away any worry
Evolving with wishes of mine
With fall dreams before snow flurry
Chasing away any worry
The golden globe does lead the way
With fall dreams before snow flurry
Friendship strengthens into the day
The golden globe does lead the way
Life is shining just like the moon
Friendship strengthens into the day
It leads the way to colors soon
Life is shining just like the moon
Like an orange ball in the night
It leads the way to colors soon
The harvest moon rises so bright
Heidi Sands
10/6/17
The two intrinsically interlinked aspects
of human subsistence, society and politics,
design the fundamental tenets of world order,
that regulates the dynamics of human coexistence.
The contextual norms and values of society
depict the evolving pattern of political topography
with the transforming architecture of public opinion,
fabricated by the community environment and culture.
The structure of the political system entwined
inseparably with societal fabric of race and gender,
harmoniously connects with the collective hierarchies,
deciding the course the nations will take in the future world.
You were given a life to die for
In a time when all we do is fight
If heaven is truly the destination
Then the journey will be alright
I've clouded my judgment with self-loathing
Decisions were made from self-doubt
But life has a way of showing
The way in the darkest of nights
Money may not be abundant
Your wealth may come from inside
You walk a road of solitude
With fleeting memories of being socialized
If heaven is truly the destination
Then this journey will be alright
For the lesson I've learnt in a lifetime
Out weights the failures I hide
I now see the world evolving
From within the dark and the light
Both are just as important
For they make the day then the night
And I don't want the world to see me
But I need them to understand
The path that leads us to heaven
Has always and forever be within
R.K.H
This reflection,
Is my projection,
Playing a section of my mind,
My eyes find the design,
As atoms create every line,
Casting shadows from the divine,
Because it's light you shine,
A sign of your connection,
The reflection that your seeing,
Showing the meaning behind being,
Your agreeing with the soul,
While you roll with the punches,
A bunch of challenges and blessings,
Always guessing if life is just testing us,
Arresting our attention,
So we create a dimension,
Just to experience ascension,
Evolving through the lesson,
A projection coming from you,
The reflection coming through,
An expression of what's true,
Teaching what we need to do,
Even in ways you don't want it too,
The view is your vision,
This creation your decision,
In constant revision,
Your own television,
Playing one show,
And once you know,
You really start to grow.
I wonder sometimes if longing
is no more or less than misplaced belonging,
on my list of absences
that are more honestly presences
we have deferred explicitly owning right now,
you and I potentially co-empathic,
Left with Right dialectical insides and outsides,
without even knowing this absence from each in-
and outside other.
Things and relationships and transactional places
longed for yet unseen and unknown
we walk within and of and for in outflowing imaginations
both within and without ego/ecoconscious polypathic sacred-organic
ecology.
Bicamerally,
as Yang to Yin to not not back to positive Yang
we long to belong to no longer longing
to become to not not simply be
ecoconscious healthy EarthTribe cooperative reorganizers,
as, hopefully, was, and remains, Elder RNA's original organic regenerative designs,
Earth's original thermo-resonant polyculturing climate intent.
Personal and familial history
evolves into ecopolitical re-creation and de-generation stories
of great, and more typically smaller, transitions within dipolar climate histories,
ecological WinAnthro/WinEarth evolutions of octaved major thru minor memory dialects,
musical pitch and personal rhythm patterns of vibrating light
across evolution's transformative polypathic through monopolistic trends.
BiCameral CoBinary neurosystemic anthro-intelligence
recreating ecosystemic Gaian-intelligence matriarchal mysteries
HerStory cooperative strings and tales of evolutionary synergies,
authentically integral
indigenously and wisely owned incorporations,
divestments from dysfunctional climatically revolting competitions,
unkind suffering loss and death,
slowing domesticated empire-building force of irreligious nationalistic form
by day,
tsunamis and hurricanes and Earth's quaking futures by night
As perceived through bicameral co-evolving eyes,
still longing to belong within co-empathic humane-divine
nature-spirit Me/We ego/eco-systemic healing
body-mind belonging
cobinary
neurosystemically felt-thought longing
anima/animus rebalancing belonging.
It seems Left true,
yet beyond AltRight evangelical reproach,
Deliberately violating a democratic governance constitution
is analogous to betraying a resident-inclusive
cooperatively-governed trust
invested in health conserving resilience, ecological
and wealth defending resonance, geo-theological
secular polypathic
with sacred polyphonic co-acclimation,
transubstantiated humor
creolizing psychology's socio-power analysis
and ecology's ecotherapeutic co-investment
in bilateral
and multilaterally winning
sacred scientific revolutions
swirling in robust multi-meta paradigms
Evolving strings
informing/exforming
transforming regenerative healthy-wealth
of democratically multicultural thought
nutrition
matriarchal nurture
as American as apple pie
and flag-waving international sacredness of motherhood.
In the quiet twilight of my mind, where shadows dance with whispers,
I am but a river, flowing through the landscapes of existence,
Touching the edges of dreams and the core of forgotten memories,
Moving gently, like a sigh carried by the wind, or fiercely, like a storm unleashed,
For life itself is a current, relentless and untamed,
And I, a traveler in her embrace, cannot halt her course.
I glide past the ancient willows, their branches weeping into my soul,
Their stories intertwining with mine, in a tapestry of sorrow and hope,
I feel the stones beneath my surface, smoothened by time's gentle caress,
Each one a testament to the moments I've embraced, the lessons I've learned,
For in this journey, there is no map, no simple strategy to follow,
Only the essence of being, the purity of existence, the unaltered now.
The moon casts her silver light upon my waters, illuminating the depths within,
Revealing the secrets I carry, the desires I hide, the fears I confront,
And as I flow, I realize, it is not the destination that defines me,
But the journey, the way I touch, the way I move, the way I live,
For I am a river, ever-changing, ever-evolving, ever-alive,
A witness to the beauty, the pain, the wonder of this ephemeral life.
So I surrender to the current, to the dance of time and space,
Embracing the unknown, the uncertainties, the mysteries,
For in this flow, I find my truth, my purpose, my being,
A river in a world of rivers, a soul in a sea of souls,
Flowing, touching, living, in the eternal now.
In the middle of making her famous peanut butter chocolate chip cookies
as she observed the first batch in the cookie jar displayed
his wife mused, “In all our years together I wonder…
how many of these cookies have I made?”
And that got him to wondering not just about all the cookies she’s prepared
but about how many other moments…like this one…they have shared.
In all their time together…all those hours, days and years
how many smiles have they shared with one another…
how many laughs…how many tears.
How many whispers. looks and touches
How many sounds…how many sights
How many ‘good mornings’ given and returned
How many kisses and ‘good nights.”
How many joys and sorrows have they shared
How many sun rays…and moon beams
How many fears have they divulged…how many hopes, wishes and dreams.
How many times have they hugged or sang or danced together
How many walks across the sand
How many times have they said ‘I love you’
Leaned on each other… held each other’s hand.
“I remember the first time I told you I love you.” He said
as he grabbed one of the cookies…about to have himself a snack
but I imagine, just like these cookies, as to how many…I long ago lost track.”
“I think of life…our life together, as a continually evolving rhyme
and I think one of the beauties of love…is how we lose track of time.”
“Love is experiencing something together for the first time
that becomes a treasured part of our past…
and being blessed to experience many more moments together
before that one moment that will be our last.”
“Perhaps loves most precious gift,” he said,
“which often goes unspoken and unseen…
Is to have so much happiness from the first moment to last moment
that we lose track of all the moments in between.”
A Resource Based Economy,
eliminates the need for currency.
There isn't enough money in the world to provide housing for everybody,
let alone provide everyone with all their most basic of needs,
but we have more than enough resources to provide abundance for everybody.
We are sitting on technology like you wouldn't believe.
Technology that could provide everyone all of their needs.
Technology that could eliminate all jobs quite literally,
allowing everyone to peruse their true passions without restrictions freely,
with a higher and greater education available to everybody,
without a price tag, no tuition, absolutely free.
When science and technology,
are applied to the social system intelligently,
combined with a global Resource Based Economy,
we could all live a lifestyle like you wouldn't believe,
a virtual Garden of Eden figuratively.
This would be in no way an Utopian Society.
An Utopian Society suggests finality,
but rather an emergent, evolving society,
always going through change, improving constantly.
A Resource Based Economy,
defined most simplistically,
is the management of Earth's resources intelligently,
and there are more than enough resources to distribute to everybody.