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Unlike natural humane organisms,
like toad
and squirrel
and goldfinch bodies and brains,
Spiritual humane organisms,
like toad
and squirrel
and goldfinch matters and minds,
remain unchanged
by my perception
reception of them v us
as separate,
even laughably autonomous spirits
rather than One EarthTribe Holonic Laughing Spirit
Of interdependent integrity
with win/win
left-dominant/right-prominent
west/east
north/south
ego/eco-politically good-humored intentions
for multicultural empowerment
against monotheistic disempowerment
of all these natural
and spiritual
humane nature/spirits,
unseparated.
Natural bodies
do not share this uniting equity
between separate embodied perceptions,
merely sober secular,
and One disembodied unlistening God
stubbornly refusing to open ZeroZone Original Soul
of interdependently uniting re-creation
without uniformly uninviting
reduction of humanity
to win/lose violently inhumane capitalists,
Evolutionary devolutionary
inevitable mortal soul lose/lose terrorists,
anger inflamers
fear-mongerers
suffering blamers
decay re-arrangers
degenerative fragmenting managers
of separately supremely un-natural
absence of peace history.
Spiritual matters and minds
uncover no natural body and brain differences
in-between One radically Sacred EveryWhere and Time
and No fundamentally secularized timeless place in NotParadise Hell
Interdependently re-articulating
this perpetually changing,
growing
knowing
discovering spiritual mind as rational matter
and natural brain within neurally interdependent bodies
Integrally open, not industriously closed,
Organic, not just technologically useful,
Refining health, not so much defining materialistic wealth,
EarthTribes spiraling synergetic ZeroZen
Holy Enspirited
Win/Win Soul,
West/East dipolar co-arising Anima Mundi
fundamentally EitherRight/OrWrong RightWing
and evangelically BothNatural/AndSpiritual LeftWing
gospel multicultures
living together, not apart,
for GoodHumored MotherParadise,
Natural systemic healthy/wealth purpose,
inside spiritual polycultural communicating communion,
polypathic
polyphonic
polynomial Zero
Zone of nature/spirit heuristic separation
with not quite so much LeftBrain dominating demand
for embodied definition
through nature v spirit segregation.
A dark nightmare-
dementia is a living Hell
that grinds the mind away while one's aware-
it's crumbling very well.
Lewy Body Dementia- grim adversity;
unlike Alzheimer's- which dulls one's reality,
this victim feels mind's sparsity-
the pain of it fragmenting- utterly aware.
New call defines;
was labeled first as Parkinson's.
Though Lewy may show physical declines-
worse are brain afflictions;
hallucinations, memory loss, resonate-
while victims know inside- these changes dominate;
no cure- just death will terminate.
With Hell on earth- a shattered family resigns.
June 17, 2019
Form Used: 'Crumbling Rhyme'
invented by Constance La France
Mind is racing
Limbs are aching
I feel the end is nigh
All alone in night unending
Time a torturous lie.
Brain fermenting
Thoughts fragmenting
Shatter in glass shards
Fingers soon to dust returning
Hold fast my deck of cards
Fear is mounting
Heart is pounding
I know the end is nigh
My sight long gone, still I see
Those shards light up the sky
Children laughing
Old friends calling
From a distant shore
Mem’ries of a life unsparing
And a time that is no more
The time it passes,
through the darkness
With teeth so sharp pain bites
Missive from cassandra spinning
Prophecy I cannot fight.
Life and loving
True belonging
No more need I pretend
Gave life a go, decried its blows,
My hand I played to the very end.
“If you would merge with oneness, vaporise!
Be a child again, welcoming surprise!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Immersed in limitation
Shrouded in darkness
Feeling thus confined
We flounder about
Hither and thither
Searching for joy
Bliss in permanence
Yet our heart senses
That we are far more
Than this mind body
With senses externalised
Lower mind fragmenting
Trying to piece together
The puzzle of life
Without success
Thus in delusion
Hypnotised by illusions
We strive and struggle
Hoping for a miracle
Which instantly appears
No sooner we ask
As voice of conscience
Echoing Gods will
Which has but one vibration
Love unconditional
Here begins a struggle
Between head and heart
Between ego and the divine
Former seizing, grasping
The latter, sharing, connecting
We recognise
That the voice of truth
Is that of conscience
Yet, we fear to lose
Fleeting images garnered
Or which we yearn for
Since we are clinging
To ego mind body
Stagnating in ferality
Trapped by our own hand
Unable to escape
It is then
That God in His compassion
Extends us a hand
Showing us the clear light
Of immutable truth eternal
By posing challenges
By signalling the futility
Of chasing a mirage
Illusionary thought forms
Which is what
All manifestations are
Thus when so graced
We begin to look inwards
In silence and stillness
Thought rested awareness
Doing nothing
Simply resting
Poised in the void
Of no-thingness
Desireless
Fearless
Detached
Nonchalant
Unexpectant
In timeless time
In as ordained
Attention is softened
Thoughts are quietened
Ego cravings recede
The external fades
As we get to
Vibrant emptiness
Thus we are
Thus we remain
For as long as it takes
Toxins within cleansed
Our earth life vessel
This mind body
Is readied
To receive the elixir
The magnetic impulse
Of Gods bountiful love
In boundless measure
The paths are many
We know them not
For we are not the doer
God alone is the mover
In childlike trust
Aspect allowing
We imbibe the bliss
Scintillating
~~~~~~~
He is that who may not be named
We too are as He, oh hermit
Within heart as the turret
Our divinity unstained
05-December-2020
Contest: The light N/A
Is passion a warm feeling
or a cold asset?
A uniting vision
or a fragmented virtue?
Or is passion both
mutually held motions
toward
and away from
curious
courageous
contagious active hope
and incapacitating despair?
Is personal knowledge,
consilience of feeling
touch
taste
fragrance
sound
sight
confluence of all sensory receptors?
none dissonantly denied,
co-passionate
when confirmed by even one significant
transparent
vulnerable Other
Or denied,
neglected,
abused,
shot at and down,
defamed,
commodified,
enslaved,
reduced to vacuous utility
of thought
without roots impassioning warm-blooded reality
of feelings.
Could holistically embraced knowledge
grow any virtue less than compassion?
Would wisdom's wealth
promote dispassionate autonomy?
viciously fragmenting crumbs
of former health.
I begin as a whisper~
a line that refuses to stay straight,
curling around its own breath
like smoke learning a new alphabet.
unraveling,
I
fall
sideways
into meaning,
letting the words tilt
until gravity forgets me.
Somewhere between pulse and pause,
a thought flickers~
half-formed, half-feral~
and I follow it
into the bright static
where language goes to molt.
fragmenting
I speak in fragments now:
glimmer,
hush,
a door that opens inward,
a name that refuses to echo.
I am the sentence
that breaks itself
to see what light
pours through the crack.
And when the poem finally exhales,
it leaves behind
a scatter of syllables~
soft, shimmering,
like the afterimage of a star
you can still see
even after you close your eyes.
Those of us
who have had guilty pleasures
of owning valuable real property,
like a car
and rental property
and office equipment
Office buildings,
solar inverters,
and nuclear holocaust delivery systems
but not privately owned MBA degrees
or merely intellectual property
or more intimately owned emotional properties,
Those of us
who know the mixed blessings
of owning organic and technocratic fragments
of climate pathologized,
yet still breathing, planet Earth,
especially if taxable property,
have heard about depreciation of values
over their natural/mechanical life/utility
health/power time.
We might recall
depreciation of property value
decelerates more gradually as time marches forward,
barring any unfortunate head-on accidents,
flying and melting and fragmenting damage,
accelerating astronomical crises
eliminating long-term realistic health-wealth values.
Depreciated suddenly to total loss of asset value,
now a global junk-dealer liability.
Anyway,
just as depreciation decelerates over time,
appreciation accelerates empowering resilience
with time's enduring health/wealth cooperative life-experience,
Organic systems accelerate
robust cooperative integrity
over a deep learning nutritious multiculturing life-time
of Win/Win climax learning
deeply curving synergetic ego/eco-relationships,
Growing in good-humored co-investment priorities
for story telling and listening
to resonant fulfillment co-opportunities
Rather than continuing historic depreciated taking
and Win/Lose epic slow-losing ego/economic depressions,
Anti-systemic pathologies,
realistic predictions of global chaos.
Retributive injustice depreciations
slowly fade toward entropic disorganization,
just the suffering and loss opposite
of exponentially appreciative Win/Win compassion
Explicitly conscious
of living interdependently between and within
autonomously natural depreciative law
and appreciative open-systemic/spiritual
yang/yin multicultural
left/right psychological
self/other empowering
appreciative
spiraling
deep listening and wide learning order
re-mixing depreciating curses
into old-aged exponentially appreciating blessings
of co-opportune climaxing climates.
The static idea
of an unchanging personal Holy Spirit/Nature,
yet transcendent God,
works more effectively in my RealTime
and RealTalk
and Real EarthHealth,
as an integrity-unchanging god constant
about healthy evolutionary,
even peacefully revolutionary,
creatively incessant HolySpirit/Nature
for health-redemptive change.
The theological idea of equal dignity
in God's eyes
and ears
and taste
and love
and passion,
and, for some, even god's death
and ultimate trans-regeneration
into GreenGaia-Spirit of active WinWin post-millennial Hope,
ignores our ProGenitors' co-equal post-death still-evolving integrity
of becoming one regenerating creolizing metamorphic communion,
one Holonic Green ecosystemic DNA-spirit/RNA-nature recombinant womb,
nondually married,
multi-generationally dipolar,
mutually enthymematic nutrition-communicators,
fractally holonic,
committed to god's evolving preferential option
for those WinWin integrity poor
in WinLose nihilistic
dualistic
commodified capitalistic suboptimization
of diverse mental-capital health-options,
interdependent ZeroZone spirited networks,
integral 0-soul eco-metric core natures.
Consumer/Producer consciousness of a co-operating communal god-story
works most effectively for WinWin RealTime,
and not apocalyptic LoseLose UnReal ScreenTalk night time,
and really Rapturous Earth Health/Wealth
as a god-cooperative omnipresently internally/externally evolving,
resiliently restorative ecojustice revolving,
ZeroZone not not all-consuming ego-transubstantiating individuation
through a communal Whole OpenSystem identification process
discerning healthy-wealthy Earth optimizing change,
healthy WinWin ego/eco-opportunities
and pathological WinLose fragmenting ungodly risks.
An unchanging God
for eco-passionately empowering Gaian health-transformation,
Changing WinWin bilateral/bicameral nutrition investments
of Left thought,
Right feeling,
smell,
taste,
hearing 2020 revolutionary re-visioning
classically robust
health-wealthy polypathic
ego/eco-binary change.
Oh, moaning forest and plants comely,
Birdies all murmuring a sweet chorus;
Trees high above create a ceiling,
The wind whispering and weeping wildly.
And in my dream, I am dreaming,
I am lost in a tangled green forest;
And in the green, I am me, me only.
Oh, blazing colors of delight,
Fragmenting images so hypnotic;
This fantasy haven sumptuous,
A night quite bright with wild sights.
I stroll about presumptuous,
And I am ethereal, exotic;
I love this dream, dreading daylight.
Oh, little sea horse with wings,
You really belong in water drifting;
But like a hummingbird you drink flowers;
I stand still staring at shimmering things.
I am caressed by soft rain showers,
And my imagination comes floating;
Then sweetly, joyfully, my heart sings.
Oh, moaning forest and plants comely,
Birdies all murmuring a sweet chorus;
Trees high above create a ceiling,
The wind whispering and weeping wildly.
And in my dream, I am dreaming,
I am lost in a tangled green forest;
And in the green I am me, me only.
____________________________
January 14, 2016
Poetry/Verse/A Girl Dreaming Of Nature
Copyright Protected, ID 16-744-713-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, Your Poem Is Not Trash
sponsor, Marugu Mo
Third Place
Green democratic design,
like PermaCulture Design,
intends polyculturally resilient nutritional outcomes
for global, as for local, interdependently co-attracted ecosystems
composed, in designing part,
of social-ego communication networks.
Nutritionally attractive outcomes,
and not so much toxically extractive capital incomes,
are naturally and spiritually favored by democratic energy co-investors,
Including,
more recently,
AgriCulture's capital investments in extracting nutrients without replacing,
harvesting forests without planting,
maintaining,
mutually nourishing multicultural saplings,
now sadly recognized as monocultural
unattractive Business As Usual
leading to toxic fading
fragmenting
global and local sustainable extended energy-family incomes
shrinking future Earth resilience
to feed corporate short-term strangling wealth,
capital-infested.
PermaCulture Design,
like democratic energy of attraction redesigns
for resolving kleptocratic energy of extraction undesign,
like nondualistic indigenous wisdom of a win/win GoldenRule child,
may distinguish,
but would never divide,
as capitalism does,
organic forest health
from permacultural everybody wealth.