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ME:
Deja vu-
It startles me at times.
Like a mirror, coming before me;
A conversation
An interaction
Almost anything-
Exact in every detail
As I lived it before.
I am mesmerized,
Asking myself-
How does this happen?
COSMOS:
All is saved in the
Mirrored Galaxy of Life.
There are four walls in
Four-Dimensional Space-Time.
Like a mirror, they safeguard
Your beginning to end
With images from your
Birth,
Childhood,
Adulthood
and Death-
Saved from every second
Of your life in this Universe.
The mirror of your life,
Inside the Gallery of Time
Of the Space-Time Continuum,
Forever and Ever in
Four-Dimensional Space-Time.
ME:
Where somehow, seconds escape
As real-time mirrored rays
To reflect again in my mind?
COSMOS:
Yes.
Gaping open raw war exhales vapors
In the frigid gray stillness excavating
My souls for the unseen harvest
Reflected in the leaves desiccating
Through walls of fogs pale faces stare
And disappear like a random shiver
Like a slick violin string vibrating sad
-ness like a portent of a sickness open
-ing shaking thoughts of unknown frontiers
Full of four-dimensional forests and coasts
Where skeletons recite rhapsodies ravenously
Waving flags of unjust defunct empires wildly
In the encrusted fear demons lend severed gospels
Like laughing children without love keeping records
Of my actions and their forgotten complexions
Waning in the humid cold touch of misgivings
But the voice warbles without ceasing warnings
Releasing doves bleeding as they fall asleep
Descending into a valley where darkness shines
Limbs of unrequited hope desperately lunge
For the throat emanating light salvation
Indiscriminately reaping and sowing dreams
Seeming real as wounds which never heal
As flies hatch treasonous larva in the gash
And a new century is born and scorned
Now and forever have arrived starved
Demanding blood on the altar of profusion
Crying in concrete homes hallowing illusion
Until the last angel breaks illumination...
The Distance kept its Secret well —
Till Curvature confessed —
That Space was not a level Floor
But Sloped in every Breast —
A Line once straight, grew shy of Truth
When Gravity drew near —
And Length itself forgot its Name
Where Mass had bent the Air —
The World was clothed in Indices —
Each Point in silent Dress —
With Covariant Etiquette
And Contravariant Address —
No Step could move without Consent
Of g?µ??’s Law —
For Space would weigh each Footfall’s Thought
Before it let it go —
Time stitched itself to Distance fast
In four-dimensional Thread —
And Proper Paths were whispered where
The Shortest Roads lay dead —
The Interval — a sacred Thing —
No Eye could apprehend —
Yet kept its Shape in any Frame
Observers might attend —
For Clocks would differ — Rulers lie —
Yet Still the Form remains —
Invariant beneath the Spin
Of Reference and the Brain —
Thus Geometry learned to feel
The Weight of Energy —
And Matter wrote its Biography
In Spacetime’s Calligraphy —
Where once the Plane was Euclid’s Dream
Now Manifold holds Court —
And Curves decree what Bodies do
Without a spoken Port —
So Space became a living Page
Where Stars sign every Line —
And Motion reads the Poetry
The Tensor did design.
Am old
Senior, single out
But aged in four dimensional
Chronological, time and matter does it matter
It's only a state of mind
And I live in the state of Christ
So my youth is fine
Without any intentions
Biological made of dirt with a spirit inside me
what's my worth
Feelings and emotions I sometimes hurt
Psychological where the heart and mind is
And social what the world appears to believe in
Did I mention
without any intentions
What they believe and all five senses at different signs
Tested the waters and the waters fine
Different rate aging different signs
It's not bout' you or about mine
People can be considered old because of the three dimensions
And social what the world appears to believe in
Did I mention
without any intentions
Synonyms pensioner old age pensioner retiree senior elderly
Am old senior single out
Sometime being mistreated like gilled trout
but aged in four dimensional
Without any intention
Chronological time and matter does it matter
Biological made of dirt with spirit feelings and hurts
Psychological where the heart and mind is without any intentions
And social what the world appears to believe in what they believe and
all five senses at different times, my, my, my
One day if I live long and hard this will also be me
And social what the world appears to believe in
Did I mention
without any intentions
07/06/15
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Inside monotheistic ego aware
feeling
outside polytheistic co-empathic
These inside enlightened intuitions
outside verbal empowering cognitions
reflecting cooperative
in-between positive co-relationship
representing explicit wealth wants
and implied health needs
Win/Win co-relational regard
awareness
noticing all genetic roads lead back
back
back
To outside EarthTribe stabilization
inside
four-dimensional whole system fractals
Winters inside dormant outside
Springing active outside leading
feeding inside wealth of hunger
and healthy thirst
Summer ego/eco-climaxing systems
nurturing nutritional
identity individuation
full Yang cooperative maturation
Falling mortal outside leaves
failing freezing young root systems,
buried inside nuts
and seeds
of potential refertility
Autumn's harvest integrity
reflecting
fomenting inside naked souls
feeding outside depleted soil
Positively regarding balance
tipping winter solstice promise
of ecosystemic past inside
and future outside
regenerations
Yet to EarthTribe thrive
despite genocidal
climate warnings
Inside ego aware
encultured feelings
outside co-empathic.
I studied liturgical theology in seminary.
Even so, I was struck by the simplicity
of Robin Wall Kimmerer's First Nation observation,
"Ceremony
is a vehicle
for belonging--
to a family,
to a people,
and to a land."
But,
what is necessary difference,
if any,
between ceremony and life,
between liturgy and loving words
and actions,
between medicine
and healing therapy?
Language
is a vehicle
for RightBrain sacred personal meaning
and LeftBrain exegetical purpose--
for co-arising ethology of Earth's sacred creation
and ecology of evolving and revolving,
spiraling lands and oceans
speaking in plant through harvest voices,
then Advent silence in-between
this great secular-sacred nutritional cycle
and divide.
Language of four-dimensional RealTime Seasons
with sacred and secular co-arising dynamic Reasons,
cooperative purpose
for gift economies
Flowing back toward (0)Soul Prime Relational meaning
for bilateral revolutions
of exterior Yang winds
covering interior Yin co-bilateral evolutions
of Earth's Sacred Baptismal Waters
Water minds
flowing
winding bodies.
Elder Sacred Right
speaks through ceremonies
of cooperative light,
ethology of Western Grace
and Eastern Karma,
co-arising Sacred Ecology
of polypathic love,
surpassing any creed,
language,
ceremony
Both (0)Sum Prime Relational Source
but also divinely sacred expanding love,
more perfectly cooperative Unions,
radical ecopolitical Welfare
of a species
within Earth's Great BiCameral Tribes
Speaking sacred Right meaning
and secular Left purpose
of restoring co-redemptive global vocations,
ego- with eco-therapies,
meditative medications,
bilateral secular-sacred co-intelligent consciousness.
Some of this
goes a bit deeper and yet wider
than what I love most
about Ecological Liturgy Studies.
So,
consider our (0)Soul BiCameral Source,
breathing Yang meaning and purpose in and up,
exhaling Yin ceremony and therapy out and down
Left 4dimensional SpaceTime Special Case,
Right Sacred PolyPathic OtherWise.
What do you dote on?
Who do you dote with, if anyone?
"Dote" is an old-time word for ruminate,
to dwell on and within,
to become absorbed by and with.
Then there is also "antidote".
Let's imagine that our massive events and entertainment media
were to merge into an eventertainment industry,
hypnotised and hypnotising
to dote on negative alarming events
in which we pathologize ourselves and others
victims in some intensely dissonant way,
suffering anthro-doting mis-creations
not yet present when multimedia creator god
looked and saw that we should
could
would prefer to smell and look and feel good,
or at least better.
This way of empathizing with vicarious others
stepping into our co-awareness of emotive/cognitive humanity,
discovering both my and our darker
fear and anger identities
as victims of eco-political anti-dotage abuse and neglect,
trauma and terrifying apathy
Doting on dissociation from negative disvalues
against organic life
and sacred love
may also co-arise associative antidotes
Reverent wonder and revered awe
recovering sacred integrity
rediscovering organic synergy
uncovering frightening and angry dotage antidotes
Peace restoring
empowering multi-mediating gods and goddesses
hunting healthy ways
and gathering wealthy means
for images
made of childhood daydreams
Curious and courageous stories
fracturing fearful crevices and angry cracks
anti-doting peaceful healing justice
fragrant with lemon-scented mercy,
lavender of love's promise
in four-dimensional fully organic spectral color
following outlines of days when healthy therapeutic news was sunrise good
and sunset bad,
but all agreed,
normatively good was green below with blue above
in yellow light
from which we came to champion dote through each night
or free of fear day bright.
If we are victim doters
then antidoting virtuous too
to see full color stretching identities
of me through organic you
within each of time's regeneratively bilateral antidotes,
both victim and larger self-potentiating virtues,
curiously co-redemptive powers
cooperating our more positive psychology,
evaporating our too negative multi-unmediated dotage,
ruminating our wiser win/win experiments together,
amply covered by pronoia's poetic
non licentious license.
Synergy
feels Earth is flat
two-dimensional
monolinear to me
While my life time line
inevitably moves from original eternity
through magical recreation effects
from empty cause
toward monotheistic EarthBright
completion light
exhaustion
caused and effected back again
into entropic dualdark chaos
By way of enlightening
and empowering bicameral contrast
Integrity
speaks four fractally
half-octave
impassioned dimensionally
Robust and elegant integrity
includes polymathic binomials
like polytheistic Heavens and monoculturing Hell,
Sacred Cooperatives and Desecrating Dogmatic Competition
To reconnect wealthy re-ligions
of health restorative sciences
Above and below, and bilocational Theo/EcoLogic
inside and outside, and bilateral nonviolent communication systemic
pleasure and pain, and balancing in-between health/wealth sufficient justice
found and lost, and democratic EarthPeace won
full and empty, and omnisciently enlightening empowerment,
left deductive thoughts and right inductive feelings, and bicameral balance
Rational space and irrational multiculturing integral time,
and span-rationally developing spacetime fractals,
individual and relational,
and correlational co-revolving wave circling events
cause and effect, and survival causally effecting win/win thrival
black and white, and full-spectral
color wheels and sound octaves,
and dynamic spiraling multicolors
of red war and green peace mystery,
and polyculturally unfolding octaves
of dynamic health/wealth
co-evolving ecopolitical history
Male and female, and bisensory-neural system story
regenerative and degenerative, and polyregender mystically
yes and no, and not not integral energy
Politically enlightening balance
for local cooperative wealth narratives,
And also economically empowering
global intersectional health stories
of GoldenRules
internationally win/win applied,
practiced,
green cooperatively inhaled
and blue/red integrity exhaled
together ultra-nonvioletly
Restoring bicameral dynamic
four-dimensional synergetic season systems
developing cooperative co-investment
perennial healthy wealth nurturing
nature/spirit compassionate
timelessly indigenous
integrity.
Deja vu-
it startles us at times-
in a flash- coming before us;
a conversation
an interaction
almost anything-
exact in every detail
as we lived it before.
We are mesmerized,
asking ourselves-
how does this happen?
All is saved in The Gallery of Life.
There are four walls in
Four-Dimensional Space-Time.
Like a gallery, they safeguard
our beginning to end
with images from our
birth,
childhood,
adulthood
and death,
saved from every second
of our life in this Universe.
The gallery of our life
in the gallery of time;
in the space-time continuum,
forever and ever in
Four-Dimensional Space-Time-
Where somehow- seconds escape
to wake our memories-
in real-time.
Science and technology have brought us new inventions and products and processes have seen great advancements.
So it should be no wonder that man is four dimensional.
First, we are physical, with head, hands and feet. To live, breathe and function, we all have to eat.
Next we are mental with an incredible mind, reflecting the image of our Maker divine.
So if we would grow to our fullest potential, we all need rich sources of mental stimulation, like reading and music and schooling and traveling.
Then we are social in the third dimension, needing interaction with our human companions.
At birth we need the loving affection of our mother and father. Science has shown that babies who are well-fed but deprived of human interaction and touch will fail to grow and eventually die. This proves the fact that we are truly social.
Last but not least, we are driven to worship. Ever wondered why in every culture there is some form of religion? It's because man is spiritual. Some worship a supreme being, others carved idols and still others worship themselves, their family or possessions. This propensity to worship shows man is spiritual.
So if you are seeking for fullness and meaning and to determine your function, you must satisfy all four dimensions.