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Competing to weaken inappropriate business models for healthy government
too industriously advocating automated capital-enriching violence
despite co-arising globally stressed-out climates
is not an eco-theologist apologist's leading non-trump card.
Connecting intentionally cooperative people
and communing plants
and healthy commingling planet
more polypathically ego/ecotherapeutic
seems more effectively persuasive
toward historically therapeutic economic-political case studies
and multiculturing communion designs for communal integrity
through deep LeftMind with RightBody co-dominant bicameral listening
and beauty glistening
Acting widely in-between
1. Resilient Western competing co-investors
in healthy cooperative ownership
and management
and governing
and inclusive democratic authority
and co-responsibility for rights to speak and rites to listen or not
and non-sectarian integrity of thought
with co-passionate feeling models, and
2. Resonant Eastern extended family cooperative communion
poly-theological timeless models
intending eco-faith in multi-health communities
diversely composed of trans-regenerational co-arising residents
spiritually within as naturally without
sacredly peaceful below as non-violent above.
TippingPoints in-between LeftLiberal Love
and RightConserving Economically Balanced Life
wu-wei
RightWing merely secular capital-producing incorporations
for a strong ego-defense
and LeftWing sacred incarnations
for liberating universal health-languaged EarthPassion
Leaking out of both liberal/conserving dipolar ends
recreating robust multicultural rainbows
of co-arising message maps
for wellness lights
Between ZeroZone prime co-relational territories
of Yang-strength,
atomically reductive chemistry tables,
natural ionic icons
with Yin's ergodic highway flow,
wavy and multi-linear--
toward primal 4D redundant
communal
healing myths--
seasons with nutritional reasons
Restoring recreatively persuasive health trends
for positive ecological relationships
cooperatively away from absence
of future's holistic nutritional wealth.
Strengthening the inductive RightBrain
embodied sacred LeftBrain ecology case
for becoming ego/eco-therapeutic peers
sharing a full WinWin mindbody
multi-spectral
neural-sensory deck
of non-trumpian cards
for WinWin communion players.
Morning has broken as it has done for many years
Day to day we continue without the fear of fears
Then out of the blue their comes thoughts from long ago
Prophecies of a past, that could halt us humans flow
Tablets scribed in gold, have been uncovered in Peru
For in them they tell of the future, surrounding me and you
We await with fervour in the media, the radio and the t.v.
As I try to get my head around it, and what it means to me
The day that they speak of, it's a little over a year
Do we just laugh if off, or do the sensible in us fear
As I drive through my city, towards this impending day
The street corners start to fill, does panic have it's say
Speakers start to recite, of this doom that welcomes we
I see suicides in escalation, jumpers in front off me
Families leave their homes, for they no not where to go
Panic buying surrounds me, anarchy appears to flow
We now reach December 2012, as we gain on the scribed day
Can it be all that was written, have the ancient had their say
My eyes catch the clock, midnight is awaiting it's strike
It'll be the twenty first of December, are the Mayan scribes right
The minutes pass the hour, everything appears to be normal
Maybe the writes are fables, to them simply formal
To pacify myself, will it be the radio or the t.v.
Sometimes one has to ask oneself, to simply look and see
Visions on the screen appear, many screens my eyes do view
Reports from many countries are brought to me and you
They show events of nature, more fierce than naturally so
Rainfall in arid areas, deserts in metres off snow
The Polar ice caps start cracking, exploding ice in crying break
Mudslides now carry cities, everything caught in their wake
Bangladesh now no longer exists, the Maldives have disappeared
The Mariana Trench now starts to rise, her ridges in rampant rear
A bulletin catches my ears, Yellowstone has started to erupt
Is this what the scribes have warned of, our planet being so abrupt
A rumbling I start to feel, where I stand I feel I move
I'm in tumble across my floor, in fear of their impending prove
My apartment on the only hill, allows through my window to view
A giant fissure slices through my city, for into it, buildings spew
The free ways now broken and torn, many cars in tumbledown
From here I hear the screaming voices, I'm deafened by their drown
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Dragon likes secrets but can’t keep them… UH UH! No way!
But he’s also, often confused by what he sees every single day.
Now he got interested in Area 51, and wanted a meet and greet…
Of aliens, so when he disappeared we sought him in the streets.
We checked out Hwy 51, mile marker 51, and the 51 mph speed limit sign.
I know it’s weird, but for us 51 mph is perfect, for giving speeding fines.
We checked with the Sheriff of Crazyland cause of the history they’ve had.
We were finally, really worried, and about to list him in a lost and found ad.
He told us of visiting with an alien, earlier, on a silver motorcycle, here about.
Silver jumpsuit, helmet, boots, and silver all the rest… so we put an APB out!
I was getting more than worried… As panicked, I was very quickly becoming!
Next time I’ll listen, when my little widdle Dragon starts his mouth a running!
Suddenly in the front yard, in the sky, came a flash of silver and green light!
And out popped The Green Lantern plus the Silver Surfer, in all their might!
From behind the Silver Surfer, Dragon leaped into my open and inviting arms.
Naturally with us both, landing flat upon the ground… stopping all my alarms.
The Silver Surfer had given Dragon a fun ride, but Dragon had gotten kinda lost!
He’d looked away, and Dragon being curious, had at that moment, wandered off.
Then Dragon was kidnapped by an alien gang, who wanted to sell him to a Zoo!
In Alpha Centauri! But his fire saved him, it became way too hot, when it blew!
Dragon was scared, as he learned not all alien’s are good, as he bowed his head.
Plus flying a space ship isn’t good, when fire blows all around, it has been said!
Thankfully, they’d needed an SOS, which had saved our little sweet Dragon guy.
Then the Silver Surfer & Green Lantern, brought our little one home, now wise!
Of course a naptime was in order, as we tucked him into his soft, safe bed, too.
But he now knew: Alien Super Heroes do exist, and that dreams can come true…
And to never go anywhere without, his family, with him, but we can now say…
For a Hero Dragon and his new friends, it was an Interstellar Great News Day!
Some bad guys learned that: Dragon Heroes are just too hot to handle! No cliché!
And Dragon was good… for the rest of the Day! Thank goodness! And Hooray!
Written 7-29-2016, This one is for my friend Steve….
The Lord has time
He is timed
Down to the last
And this is your first
And only
Last time
Down to the minute
------
He has travel to
In stretches
To the last mile
If not for a second
Not even for a minute
Your Salvation is on trial
He controls' the Light
The breath and fresh air
A moment' that we should share
With all
Fore it is His Will
He Wills' it with all
His might
We should suffer and share
And suffer the morning
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At first crack it will be morning
Then here comes' night
Life loom's minimal
So, let us not give up
The fight
That is your right
------
O'h, so still, so deep
Yet, and still ocean
-It be-
Fore life offer's more
There is more in store
That is indeed some-thing
That you not want to ignore
------
From the path
To the darkness
And back to the Light again
Time has a menu
It also has an end
It goes' even faster
If you would just let Him in
------
Yet, and still
The ocean has motion
So, spend your time with GOD
Get an promotion
Show Him your card
------
Don't be daunted by the path
---- Of way-ward emotion
Their are some many thing's
That are not just silly notions'
------
From the highest mountain
At it's high-test peek
You have got to be careful
Be thankful, be meek
------
For it is his guide Nance that
For which you seek
Their is so little time
Time has reached it's peak
------
Time to beseech Heaven
From way up in the Sky
-And-
Way far from beneath
As it ream's of Heaven
That is naturally a true belief
------
Time just keep on passing by
------
Tic-Toc, Tic Toc
------
And justly so....
------
Even as we do speak
It's passing you know
-----
And time seem to just seem
To pass on by
Just wait till tomorrow
-And-
And give it another try
------
Life has even new
Implication's
Just try playing hide and seek
Time goes now where
Your task will be complete
------
Just wait till tomorrow
And watch
Just how fast time fly
----
Jesus Christ
Is standing by
Fore it was waged upon
The Cross
In-order that Ye,
Shall never die
No matter what the time
No matter what the cost
GF
Swimming in the deep depths of tales
A place where writers sometimes go
In urgent need to find themselves
To envision again the writing flow
A place where words swim like fish
Many are like sirens that sing in bubbles
that carries their voices in bliss
Hiding their beauty in the trenches tunnels
All glow shining with inscriptions within
Giving ideas that can create
A plot for your mind to confine in
That exploit to initiate.
As you go deeper in the abyss of it's body
It gets darker, colder
Luring you to it's embody
Time is growing older
As getting closer yet feeling bolder
Enthralled in its ebony shadows shoulder
Now alone with a blank mind
No one can save you this time
It's up to you on how to evade the mine.
It wants you there
Now trapped and soon in need of air
You're falling in despair
It's calling you but seemingly to not bear!!!
Swimming through is a murky cast
It swims in, at full blast
Stalks you like a shark
Can't see well it's too dark!!!
Freshly still like a simple bass
It's way too sharply fast
As hoping that good fate
Will make it pass
Or make you it's ideal bait
Maybe even to occasion a special date.
It comes...... It comes!!!
Then silence fills to surround
Yet there's nothing around
With not a speck of sound
What has happened?
This is all so rapid...
Am I dead in the oceanic's shroud?
Then a source of swirling light
Endows my presence
A feeling so unique in essence
giving me a sense of no fright
Darkness and fear is now evanescence
What never was to result in a bad bite.
Now my hands are inspired
to naturally write
For the seas stories had conspired
To paint in black ink
Giving a talent with passion
So there's no way for them to sink
But to float like jellies
With pink flopping bellies
Giving them a sensual attraction
Almost like ballerinas in a stage
That dance with grace
To the seas gravity with no name or age
Love how well they rhythm in same pace
It's all now coming to me....
And I can see and do I proudly see
In a sweet art masterpiece
That I made it be...
I want to feel it's dew
It's meadow harmony that arches in peace
In the profound beauty of it's blue
The skill I carried and always knew
Was never far from me
I had to get prompted starting at new
Hey you got this don't worry
Now get on and write your story....
a woman ask whats wrong with me
that some thing is not the same
she said she still see the fire
but what happen to the flame
her words take me by surprise
because i didn't notice this before
so i start looking at my self
but cant find the kaz groove no more
lately i been under the weather
with some normal daily stress
but i never let it affect me
because i always rise to the test
now this person in front the mirror
looks like some one i know
but i don't recognize him
where did the kaz groove go
the kaz is really a cool guy
just like a cold Carib beer
but i not see the kaz groove again
looks like he drop it somewhere
he use to be a ladies candy
with words sweet like honey
but now he is like a dinner mint
with no sugar like a diet Pepsi
i,m not seeing the kaz groove
that he always have with him
or maybe he is giving it a rest
and just keeping it hidden
he came from Trinidad with the groove
and he use it across america
the kaz groove was a chick magnet
like a Mercedes Benz and BMW motorcar
the kaz won dancing competitions
and won best looking at a bazaar
and when goes disco dancing
they use to call him John Travolta
he always have the groove with him
and the girls like him every where
the kaz was like a rear bottle of wine
but now he is just like a Mexican beer
the girls use to ask him out
he never once ask a girl for a date
the kaz groove was like a treat
you would see on the ladies plate
he use to be a fashion designer
making suits and beautiful women dress
and if you ask any one in Trinidad
they would he say the kaz was the best
and any sports games he played
he was always the best naturally
and every thing he cooks is so tasty
and some say he writes some nice poetry
"i love myself better than i love my self "
a big hit song by comedian bill Cosby
that song bring out a 'dog dance competitions
and the kaz clean house and take the trophy
the kaz with the smooth dancing move
and the original heart breaker
i don't see him these days at all
looks like he moving undercover
where has the kaz groove gone?
maybe the winter is to cold
and he saving it for the spring break
to bring back the kaz groove to the world
i know very soon the grove will be back
but i just have to wait and see
because i know the kaz groove
is here to stay till eternity
You’re not even.
You’re not the greatest dancer, but I would love to dance with you.
You’re not the greatest singer, but we are so in tune.
You’re not a model or designer, but I love your style.
You’re not the funniest, but you do make me smile.
You’re sometimes irritating, but I don’t mind.
You’re doing my head in! By always’ being so right.
You’re not what I expected, but you are a pleasant surprise.
You’re not what I had imagined, because I never aimed so high.
You’re expecting so much from me, that you inspire me to do more.
You’re crying again, but to me you have never looked more beautiful.
You’re worrying about everything, as you put my mind at ease.
You’re not even a ten out of ten, because you are an eleven to me.
You love some music I hate, but we love more of the same.
You’re the only one who can hurt me, but you cure all of my pain.
You’re not my usual type, but you are all that I need.
You’re mean sometimes, to other people, but never to me.
You’re putting me to shame, by taking the blame.
You’re an itch I cannot scratch, but I would never send you away.
You’re not the life of the party, but you fill up my life.
You’re laughing at something stupid I said,
But you make me happy, when I see your smile light up your eyes.
You’re not a writer or an artist, but you can see the real picture.
You’re not the woman I once know, because you made me forget her.
You’re taking over my life,
But I’ve been secure in your hands since the start.
You’re not the richest in the land, but you have a priceless heart.
You’re not wearing make-up,
Because you have a naturally beautiful face.
You leave me lost for words, with the funny things that you say.
You’re taking things to heart, but you keep me there with you happy;
You’re nothing like me, but who would want you to be?
You’re a hot rash that I shouldn’t touch, but I can’t leave you alone.
You’re a big bubble, but at least you know how to strike a pose.
You’re not an energy bunny, but I am happy to just chill with you.
You’re a moody blue, but still I love you.
You’re an annoyance, I can’t sleep without.
You’re so sexy! And you leave me without doubt.
You’re not my wife, but I hope you will be soon.
You’re not the first, maybe the last;
But you are the best…swoon…
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
SafeHome is not so much a real place
as a destiny longed for
on our lifetime journey toward dynamic well-being,
too healthily robust to fear growing homeless and friendless.
SafeHome is not an unchanging Paradise,
statically without resonantly changing,
slow-turning nutritious seasons,
ups and downs,
ins and outs.
Such conservative stability, uniformity
could never be my red-blooded idea
of brilliantly resilient Heaven.
So, when Earth's climate pressures,
internally and externally competing
to my point of ego-aggression,
notice chronic stress climbing up my back
and shoulders,
brain stem and frontal cortex
concerned about politically left and personally unself-righteous depression,
When cynicism about never ever loving enough WinWin RealTimes
RealTalk
Real cooperative integrity walks
into co-passioning solidarity,
Then my SafeHome destined child and parent voices
prefer WinWin economic ecological sanctuary
removed from WinLose habitual habitats,
dissonant stuckness
never ever feeling like healthy SafeHome resilience.
Homes resonantly sustained
First, by dynamic cooperative resonance
with all EarthTribes
occupying compassionate health vocational preoccupations
And, Second,
actively seeking sanctuaries cooperatively facilitating,
feeding,
watering,
fueling resilient multicultural nutritional development.
HealthyWealth SafeHomes
plant and harvest socially compassionate
interdependent health-resonant relationships,
polyculturally resilient,
spiritually and naturally polypathic, nonsectarian,
democratically positive energetic, dynamic systems
forming SafeWombed
flow-functions,
universal inside survivor memories
of cooperative sanctuary, originally outside warm wombs
From SafeWombs
emerge WinWin infants, then young and free children
who become WinWin parents and teachers and gratitude preachers,
eco-listeners and ego-speakers
longing for compassionately cooperative SafeHome returns,
pilgrimages toward universal solidarity,
unitarian SafeHome interdependence.
A long strong ZeroZone SafeHome
for robust reunification
within EarthTribe graced communions, healthy
green cooperatives,
permaculturally wealthy
deep learning lifetimes
for green STEAM educational placements,
safe ZeroBalancing carbon-based residencies
in WinNature-WinSpirit learning civilizations.
Talk to yourself.
Think and thank about yourselves,
how you have changed into different interests/disinterests over years and decades.
Think about yourselves
at least as generously
as you might best listen and smell and taste,
both digest and nourish,
your own worst Alien Enemy.
What is it that you can see
that you cannot yet perceive
with mutually cooperative compassion?
To live in self-regenerative health,
is to notnot Evil while self-communicating,
to avoid LoseLose metaphysical and physical gaming strategies
through ego-identity self-minimalization,
Empty of FertileTime,
choosing instead to self and other communicate,
observe and be knowingly watched, and co-presently loved,
to hear
and become listened to and known and appreciated as is,
to smell
and sense health
more powerfully than pathology
as positive with negative correlations,
fragrant (0)sum bilateral binomial double-binding frequencies,
taste and become digested by decomposing composts
of fractal-fusing-integrating time,
four seasons of iconic 4DNA/4RNA
Earth-Octave Climate Health Solidarity,
touch yourself
and be touched through all your timeless histories of Elder regenerators.
Talk to yourselves
at least as generously
as you listen most robustly
to past Alien EcoPolitical Climate-Times
belonging rightfully, peacefully, regeneratively, justly
within EarthTribe's Cooperative-Integrative Spaces,
People and OrganicPlaces with names and helpful, rather than condemning, labels,
Frames and Gestalts
and MetaParadigms of Climate ReGenerativity.
Imagine inviting your sacred-secular
polypathic mindbody into this new day
to be filled to overflowing fruition
by Others
sharing your Ego EarthTribe DNA/RNA Interdependent Identity--LeftBrain
with Empty (0) Reverse RightBrain
spiral-octave multiculturally regenerating
4DNA WinWin SacredDynamics,
Primal DiPolar DoubleBinding Dialectal Dimensions;
bicameral ego/economic health v political powering-over pathology,
polypathic ecoconsciousness
talking and listening healthier ecopolitics to yourselves,
past,
co-present,
as future regenerations.
Our multicultural ecopolitical Golden Rule,
treat yourself,
meet yourself,
watch and listen and sniff yourself,
at least as well
as you would
if you were also your own worst economic and politically-overpowering enemies.
Nationalism,
nation supremacy,
rooted in competing patriarchal capital rivalries,
is entirely incompatible with EarthPatriotism
rooted in loyalty to cooperatively healthy matriotism
Wherever MotherEarth may yet be healthy climate rediscovered
in sensory input and outputs of a child
unbound breathing in enculturing good humor
Still fully awake
meaning much more than not yet dead,
Embracing Earth's Paradise found
means far more than ending homelessness,
bareness,
hopelessness,
For restoring cooperative peace
more than competing retributive-avoidance models
for justice as invoking a fee
and loss of freedom punishments
while preaching skills in anger and depression management,
but silent about happiness and compassion cooperative ownership.
Competition in nationalism,
whether white
against pink,
royal purple
against ultra-violet feminist,
even green
against black and brown prejudice,
each autonomously anti-ecological nationalistic stew
when we simmer down
into non-violent communication
of spatial Here
with temporal Now,
Competing FirstChoice nation-states
miss golden global opportunities
to embrace healthier polycultural outcomes
of multicultural cooperative grace,
polypathic WinWin karma,
polyphonic musing face
of Earth's well-timed expansive soul
revolving space
A healthy organic way to speak
and think
and feel as a day and night revolving child
naturally embracing WinWin
co-redeeming spiritual ecopolitics.
Violent competitions,
mutual abuse and neglect,
between ZeroZone sacred nations
are antithetical to cooperative conversations,
planning and nature development,
in EarthTribe non-violent WinWin communication
CoArising nighttime dreamscape melodies,
non-conspiring feeling peacefully immunized
against conspiracy theories
playing WinLose roles
embracing evolutionary predative jihad anxieties,
risks to bully or become bullied by chaotic capital climates
and internal bicameral storms,
nightmare feelings nauseously disassociating inside from outside,
ego against eco,
concave overbearing convex,
ZeroZone soul ignoring OneZone body's primal needs and feelings,
Right bipolar conflicting Left dipolar co-arising
EarthSoul Health integrity
prefers co-reflecting
4-SpaceTime Revolutionary Boson Models--
opaquely expanding DNA-structured splendor.