Long Metric Poems
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Memory of past,
imagination of mirrored future,
evolve dipolar octaves of functional form,
informating appositional contention,
encoded, and therefore neurally decoding,
recoding
reconnecting from past to future to past regenerators
implicate ordered language and iconic relationships,
numeric transliterations across universal paradigms,
transformatively intuited,
transubstantiated semiotics,
transductive integrity of right and left ellipticals
eco-metaphysical and ego-physical fractalfunction
mind/body interweaving
multisystemic regenesis
of full hued harmonies
and curious orthopracticing temperaments,
Redeeming peace,
time as reiteratively co-arising mindfulness,
eco-ethics as co-incidentally mentoring evolution,
ecologic as logos moral syntax,
economics as normative co-investment order,
eco/ego-entifying as bilateral Earth Justice
Echoing resonance
informing dipolar functions
filling balanced forming farms
growing Yintegral empowerment
with radiant Yang enlightenment
Not Polynomial double-negative boundaries
and margins
balancing poly-binomial (1/0) spacetime,
double-bound temporal-aptic neural strings,
never too late or early,
of resonant holonic calculation,
rational trigonomials,
fractally revolving geometrics,
permaculturing square-emergent roots
resonating Life's reverse-hierarchic
exponential Win-Win Tree.
Eco-nutritional revolving roots
of power
produce Earth's rainbowed metric rhythms,
branching eco-nutritional harmonic crowns
of light.
Footprint Eraser
Written By: D. Collins 10/5/14
America had better get onboard with the Dutch.
Our most abundant exhaust is what will save us.
We produce this compound in metric tons of waste.
We could recycle it even before it gets to space.
We could send craft to grab it in the atmosphere.
What we’ve put out there, could last the world for years.
Imagine if we could get India and China onboard.
Think of the amount of oxygen you could call yours.
Trees would grow taller than what they are right now.
But, the oil industry will not allow that to go down.
They will fight and scratch. Cut off oil to the craft.
Show Koch Brothers commercials of the industry’s past.
Jonson posits vulgar rhyme a petty crime
Swindling paupers begging fleeting stime
Paltry syllabic compress from simple mimes
Which o'er lazy, temporal lobes climbs
Simple, jingoistic rhythms to prime
A crutch to prop up ailing metric time
Yet, Nature's species exist in kind
Mutated limbs rarely another tract find
Elliptical, redundant patterns planets bind
To their orderly, repetitive cadence resigned
Weather systems to each season assigned
Subsistence and providence congruently aligned
Catchy rhymes are not mongrel flem
Syllabic stress base lines hem
Its melodic sound caresses the requiem
The ballast that holds each leaf to stem
Glossy makeup that bastes face so prim
Crown jewel, syntactical diadem
My Faith Shines, Parting Stars like Holy Moses
Never Undaunted, I'm Heroic Focused
Zero Sheckles for my soul, I Break Chains Of Slavery
Toppling Mountains with Chivalrous Bravery,
No Ocean Too Dark, No Sky Too High
I Breach the Ethers, Wings Wide towards the Heavenly Skies,
Propelled Ever-Forward
Quenched in Ambrosia, Nectar of the Super Soldiers,
My Aspirations Flow Into the Eternal River Of Revolution
A GLORIOUS VICTORY! Destined for Restitution
Destined for Absolution
I Resonate in Octillion Light Hertz for Evolution,
I AM a Metric Ton of Impeccable Gold
Blazing Noble Paths Eight Fold,
Full Steam Ahead, The Fire Within I Trust
Belief in this is the Solar Thrust,
So Know Thy Self and Yee Shall Know Truth
Know Thy Sacred Flame, the Fire that Burns Within You
To Thy soul, Be True Always
To Thy Universe, Be Within You so Glisten like a Starsage
and so, Let Thy Light Shine, Ever-Upward, Ever-Onward
Parting Stars, Reach Ever-Higher, Ever-Skyward
Flow with the Wind and be at ONE
from Night into Knight and Rise Like The Sun,
Let Thy Eye be of Wisdom, the Keys To Infiniti
To Be Or Not To Be Forever In Eternity
Said the Witch
to the Cannibal Giant,
It's nice that you have good intentions
of diet reform.
Now exhausted,
and polluted,
by your competitions against Earth
and all Her win/win life-serving Tribes,
now you are noticing
how the other half lives
for cooperatively-held co-ownership
with Earth's healthy wealth
residing in harmonic bicameral balance.
It's nice that you see your reformed egocentric head-hunting,
monetizing,
counting,
hoarding win/lose shallow victory ways
as ultimately tipping toward ecological conclusions
of theological humanity Loss
co-gravitating divine Earth universally Losing climate health wealth.
It's nice that you would retire from Cannibal Giant
narcissist
to cooperatively invest in proudly patriotic residence
deeply learning co-investment
in sacred/secular bilateral Earth,
An inhabitated right-brain integral universe
composed of DNA-inspired EarthTribes
scribes
gardeners and farmers
composters and recyclers and repurposers
poets and cooperative team philosophers
so in love with Earth's spatial Here
and temporal Now,
Left and Right
Ego and EcoHabitat
YangStrength and YinFlow
Out and In
Nature and Spirit
co-invested Space and Time
secular Precession and sacred Recession,
Either/Or ecological competitions
to robustly serve Both/And theological co-operations
metric and nutritional
healthy and wealthy
truth and beauty,
But, such Earth patriotism
is fake without win/win actions,
commitments,
cooperative co-investment
with and for,
in and on,
through and absorbed within Earth's iconic
regenerate
transubstantiating
creolizing
health-wealthing DNA
and RNA fractal dynamics
of Gaian scripture
voicing co-acclimating wealth
toward win/win Paradise,
Prophetic home of reformed Cannibal Giants
becoming Integral EarthMessiahs
for healthy wealth In/ExForm/Flow
co-investing inclusively in Green Sanctuary images
bilaterally enriching communal memories
reborn of East/West
ecofeminist
matriarchal
Witches.
What secrets of the Muse's rhyme,
skirt on the edge of our perception?
What fate can be known by metric time,
or prophecy by taut inspection?
The path she offers invites echoes,
of lives half-lived and dreams half-dreamt,
of pasts that form our tomorrows,
that few aspire beyond attempt.
Parnassus chooses whom so it will.
To the fated, it shares its mysteries,
but one must choose its bitter pill,
to resolve the trajectories.
The obscure rhythms of the poet's soul,
splashed against a domed, cryptic sky,
fulfill a cosmic, unique role,
that only seers behold with an inward eye.
Form:
Said the sacred green EcoFeminist
to the hard
and carnal red EgoPatriarch:
If one's only ego-weapon
is a hard erectile key
then every perennial trauma
will seem to be a locked
and toxic
traumatized
closed up tight
back and forth shut down
with all his might
anti-bright
Black Hole.
So it is
in monocultures,
where spirited nature
abhors a well-rooted YangWoke vacuum
As if pregnant enculturing wombs
were a personally disempowering
contradiction
of indigenously natured
panentheistic
naturally sacred inside
open hole systemic outside
root chakra Yintegrity
For resiliently optimizing
multiculturing cooperative
integrally copulating
co-impassioned
opening poles for otherwise
empty closed-out binomial hole
Metric bicameral systems
positive 1 through not negative 0
systemic yang/yin mediation
for wu-wei natural-ego inside
eco-spirited outside environments
AnthroSupremely
monotheistic privileged worship
through worn out right-hand jobs
nurturing compulsive 1's only tool
to relieve a LeftBrain dominant
verbal keynote loud overspeaker
So every not perennial
impulsive non-0 zone
win/lose deflowering problem
looks rationally Either/Or
and sounds Mine/Or-Thine
and yet smells potentially fertile
Refilling a locked-up integrity
integral womb
of polytheistic potential
compassionately awaiting princely One poles
fulfilling Holy win/win systemic Peace
with wellness Zero wholes
compassionately co-investing
zen souls.
"If I could turn you on,
if I could drive you out of your wretched mind,
if I could tell you
I would let you know."
R. D. Laing
Ronald Laing
was a troubled psychotherapist
and a notoriously terrible non-dad
who heard dark voices in double-binding schizophrenia.
Knots of contradictory negative emotions,
needs,
troubling demands and troubled expectations
non-verbally underlying attachments,
sensed relationships
between two people
and within families,
and other,
larger
eco-politically Stated, and officious, Voices.
I need you
to want to be with me
not because I need you
to care for me
and about us.
I do not need you (society, Earth)
to want to be with me
because I need you
to care for me
and about us;
regeneratively double-bonded.
Laing could not see
these two "not"s
as both/and resiliently knotted
at peace with each other's harmonic in-between strains;
The geometrics
of and in-between not-not
can equal a positive.
His solution was inclusive rebellion.
I wonder what mine will be,
has been.
I hope for a 2020 revolution
revisioning not-not
health-wealth
sexual-sensory
natural-spiritual
left/west-right/east hemispheric
yang-yin
strength-flow
outside-inside
precessive-recessive (B. Fuller)
outgoing-incoming
ex/preformed cognition-informative emotion
not yet/still polypathic-polyphonic
holonic integrity-holy synergy
ecological prime relationship-theological compassion
(+)polynomial + (-,-)polynomial = +/-,- Win/Win ZeroZone,
multicultural
Integrally co-redemptive bicameral 20-20 re-creations,
left-brain secularly metric
and right-brain sacredly mindful
Every sacred day and night
psychotherapeutic choice is more resilient
when right-brain integral attachment rooted
rather than left-brain detachment deflowered.
Theological theories
attempt to explain religious experience.
Philosophical belief systems
attempt to respond to consciousness
of internal egocenters
and external ecosystems
in prime NonZero Summary relationship
of co-arising emergence.
Ecological correlations
are systems of positive
and negative,
cooperative/competitive
environmental experience
of natural nutrition,
spiritual communion energy,
communication,
nurture,
health wealthy services
given as received.
Economic science theories
attempt to respond to experiential values
win/win
disvalues win/lose
and misvalues lose/lose,
both macro-EarthSystemic
and micro-Ego/EcoCentric.
Group Metric Theories
attempt to respond
to questions not yet asked
because not yet binomially transparent
about what and why experience
lies somewhere in-between
+1.00% ecstatically co-empathic
AND
(-,-)00% empty
yet not not yet timeless co-passion.
Living EarthTribe
co-acclimating theoreticians
secularly creolizing synergy
sacredly transubstantiating integrity,
together
regeneratively multicultural mediation experience
restoring EarthJustice
Yang/Yin medians,
mediums,
media,
dialogue,
conversations
non-violently compassionate
20/20 ReVisionary Theory
that non-evangelistic spirituality
also means non-violent communal naturality.
Where’s zero? Really. Where is it?
If there are, and I mean that if. If there are any positive “numbers.” Where are the negative “numbers?”
The quotes are for another day.
But numbers refer to “points” of an infinity. There are no numbers in infinity, not even a “one” or a “zero.”
What!?! How can we measure anything, including “time?” There I go again, with the quotes.
From what exemplars can anything be “measured,” gotcha.
Where would we be without water? There goes the metric system. Where would we be without ammonite fossils? There goes a stone weight.
Without dried barley grains, well, there goes the inch.
It has been said, and mathematically proven, that all is “one.”
What if there is no “one?”
Well,
Everything just is.
We just is.
Does that sound familiar to anyone?
"I am that I am." Exodus 3:14