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Yours is my sacred non-zero soul
core center shared
within
Surrounded by your robust
fertile
masculine energy
Not to exploit
and yet not too shy
Not too retractive
nor extractive,
equipoised
Anticipating
our cooperative re-investing,
powerfully ebbing
and succulently flowing
further enculturating future.
So, I do not cheat without you
in my most polypathic
panentheistic imaged way,
Always knowing we must each
separately
and full-clothed return
to yet another Patriarchal
White Capitalist dominant
LeftBrain academically
monoculturally anthro-supremacist
Straight Day
Our monotheistic Way
on Earth
waiting for full
and edifying thrusts
of and from
multicultural indigenous EarthTribe trust
in octaved sensory
resolving light
and musical resounding sound
Imagining
engaging
co-empathic RightHemisphere senses heard
and felt
in nonzero whole-sum
resplendently glad non-choices
CoEmpowered both/and opportunities
CoInfested
hot and hasty
awaiting win/win economic
and political play.
Doing my wholesome
whole sums
holy nonzero full of life
so not so win/lose unwholesome
empty entropy
unbecoming
Is not here where Eden
promised my wounded child
GreenPeace
restorying panentheistic
omniscient
WholeSum Systemic
yang-yintegral
resilient health pay ways
Way to say
You are the egocenter
within my ecosystemic
copassions gay
Taurus full-octaved
yang yintegral octane
regenerative DNA
poetic display
noetic fray
In a land-linear
and a deep sea-full
of repercussive 1/0
co-binary fruitful
erotic
sacred organic
double-binding fun
In between EarthPowered yintegrity
and HeavenLighting yang sun
Solar systemic enlightened
by indigenously sun-powered EarthTribe
Healthy selfcare flowing fun...
Inside/Outside pun...
Ego/Eco systemic run...
PolyCultural languaged plum...
Yang/Yintegral polymathic
polynomially polypathic
polyvagal neurosystemic
nutrients of super-positive health
Balancing ecological green wealth
living
organic Whole Systemic
language voices
nonviolent win/win
optimizing trans-connecting choices
So, in a way
I could not win cheating on your loss
in our most polypathic
panentheistic win/win privileged way
polyculturally healthy
within this singularly wealthy
gay day.
Far from the madding crowd
I treasure the myths you gone through
Once I walk down the streets of legends
Even the weeping dusts reminds me of
Bloods, who immolated their lives to you.
Oh Calcutta! You live with a pride
For ages you are loved
They valued glory above life itself
When they speak of valiance
And guns are still fired in the air
Withal due respect of those souls
Who deserved their nascence
In the realm of your freedom.
Oh Calcutta! You live with an honesty
Not because of the madding crowd
Because you are blessed with eternity
As she flows with her gentle ripples
That streams the ambit of almighty purity
When I voyage down the river
I breathe the air of immortality.
Far from the madding crowd
I travel down the busy streets of the city,
The antique edifices still provides me with
The evidence of such superiority,
Walls still fends against the political conspiracy.
Oh Calcutta! You live with prosperity
Though affected by the madding political crowd
Once you were ruled by the dwellers
Now your sanity being destroyed immensely
By your own posterity
Living in the land of divinity
Of goddesses Durga and Kali
And they still feigned that they are native.
Oh Calcutta! You live with heritages
Not beacuse of the busy primal edifices
But you have the world known aged cantilever bridge
And over a century living the tramways.
Your marbles are still gloried by the dwellers
And they still wonder the hand pulled rickshaws
And admire for the age old alleys.
Far from the madding crowd
I still come across the pavements by the busy roads
Coins dropping with bimetallic sounds in the beggar's bowl
The vendors hallooing with prices on a rhythmical prose
And as I step ahead, I find my foot stuck in the crud mid of the road.
Oh Calcutta! You still live with diversity
Not beacuse of the poor and rich
But you still have few people left helping you in needs
You still have one culture you were born with
Hindu-Muslims celebrating together both Id and Autumn fests
Joining their hands with the christians when December ends.
Oh Calcutta! You still live with your beauty
Not only beacuse you have the beautiful bengali adorned brides
But you still have the chapters of noetic minds
You still exist with love and peace
Only when I find you far from the madding crowded streets.
Written: August 17, 2025, for contest sponsored by: Rob Carmack - Placed 2nd in the contest
Quote“Let there be no boundaries. When you lose all sense of self, the bonds of a thousand chains will vanish. Lose yourself completely, return to the root of the root of your own soul” - By Rumi
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I sipped from the calyx of core delight,
a dusky elixir steeped in dopamine’s
effervescent whisper—
and the world, erstwhile mundane,
became a chatoyant tapestry
of evanescent truths.
The walls sighed slightly.
Not in the metaphor arena—
They throbbed, aquiver,
With a sapphire auric touch,
each brick is a doppelgänger.
of some long-lost self.
My limbs, once velvety,
turned to lissome vines
waltzing through the horizon
of lush lagoon reverie.
I was hungry for meaning.
but found it a chorus of voices,
amorphous, shapeless,
a palimpsest of pastiche and prophecy.
Time fractured—
a pavonine shimmering
spilled across the sphere of memory.
I beheld my joy,
blithely besieged
by the clamor of disorder,
and still, it twirled.
with emulous passion
in the cottage of my marrow.
Epiphany hard-won
not as a blaring trumpet,
but as an aphonic balm—
a murmurous susurrus
in the riparian streams
of my noetic flesh
I was not ontic, but rather an iconoclast.
I was both an iconoclast and dear.
both amort and zoetic,
a rubicund speck
in the celestial glow
The collective noosphere surrounds it.
The mind—
that winding maze—
offered no panacea,
only a twist of insight
and its evanescent brightness.
I beheld my nemesis.
in the mirror’s moiety:
a charming crone,
disheveled and tenderly smiling,
Her gaze was soft with weariness.
Her voice was gentle and silent.
And I understood—
Awareness is winnowing.
a desultory dalliance
with the unutterable.
To behold is to dissemble.
To feel is to effloresce.
I emerged.
not healed,
but imbued—
a scintilla of the sumptuous,
a fleeting felicity
in the halcyon hush
of the waking world.
Imagination
and timeless Muse memory
wears Her integral capacity
to naturally craft a re-ligious spirit
out of any transcendent
transparent
transregenerational relationship,
Within any AnthropoCentric
NonViolent Communioning Network.
And, a positively correlating observation,
proposition,
perhaps both decent and indecent,
sacred and secular,
sensory and sexual,
We can,
and have,
and will continue to
design gods and goddesses
out of any significant
deep and widely polycultural communing
EarthTribe Ancestor,
both enlightening
from above
and without,
and empowering
from below
and within;
Monotheistically transcendent,
and/or panentheistically communing,
imminent co-empathic trans-immanence.
Integrity's Great ReTurning potential
transubstantiating binomial potency,
Omnipotence individualized
in pride
courage
curiosity
commitment
to be freely and fruitfully known
as an Earth Worshipper
of Her omniscient natural
noetic Truths
and omnipresent spiritual
poetic Beauty.
But, I would be ticked in Hell
if anyone ever thought of,
and felt from, me
an individualistic Nation Patriot,
Patrician,
same ol' patristic sad song
and delusional dance
A WELLNESS CAPITALIZED EmpireBuilding Worshipper
of colonizing
competitive
Win/Lose ZeroSum monotheistic
monoculturalism,
Greatly divisive
degeneratively intending
to not creolize within sacred Earth communion,
but to take over secularized resources
for ecopolitical consumption
unto transcendently supreme
StraightWhitePatriarchal AnthrObesity.
An ecologically resilient
and theologically resonant
Patriotic SpiritNature,
like EcoFeminist ReLigioning Integrity,
is potentially healthiest
wealthiest
and wisest
When direct prayers for health,
and wealth petitions to MotherEarth
are for nothing less
than our most regenerative
polyculturing
enlightening and empowering
Truth and Beauty
Heaven and Earth
Transcendent Spirit and incarnate Nature
CoPassionate BiCameral Communion.
We were discussing a line
between reasonable compromise
and unconscionable denial
in this time of rapidly escalating fragmentation
When I thought I heard a raw spot
deepened and widened by dissonant history
of disagreement,
antagonistic feelings about noetic consciousness
of past pathological
bad climate events.
Yet
when I ask how you feel
about how we are responding to your position,
story,
exposition,
entrenched in anxious missed communication opportunities
to share your own excitement,
You respond by blaming yourself
for not making your experience clear
quickly enough
given our limited time for co-invested commitment.
Is that your raw spot?
Our limited consciousness
about raw and bleeding climates of mortal turmoil
metaphysically remembered
through past regenerations/degenerations of limited time,
inevitable demise of relationship
currently valued by investment felt
in a more win/win
than win/lose history of personal communication,
communion,
mutually compassionate understanding
feelings of safe yet free dialogue
between appreciative teachers
who are first curious and compassionate listeners,
Listeners to now,
co-presence of ancient raw and therapeutic places
for terror and nurture,
for replanting and reharvesting,
for teaching and listening,
for articulating painful memory
and reflecting on therapeutic future response,
for win/lose plots within win/win commitment spots,
for curious thoughts
and feelings of emergent integrity,
experiential and yet re-membering
co-presently teaching here with active listening now
for past and future emotional voices,
some with, and many without, full consciousness
of responsive choices
For discussing discernment
between reasonable win/lose climates of compromise
and unconscionable denial
of life impeaching raw spots
in this time of rapidly escalating fragmentation,
where inclusive vulnerability
would better seek and find integrity.
O Mnemosyne repugn thy persistent nilling
Shield not thine fenestella from my tarantistic spirit so earnestly
yearning
Lift thy scialytic veil and evince those furibund relics from Lethe's depths.
Memories of mother's soft serene womb
Now to me doth arise
Relics once lost to this humble gerontion
Now arise--feeling the sublime comfort
The caring and secure feeling--weightlessness,
Floating in mother's secure inner chamber
Occlude not this noetic myrmidon
Jape not and render a nisis with alacrity genteel.
O Mnemosyne jounce and
Dive through the seiche of Lethe repugning.
Anon, bathe me in myriad visions revealing.
Now is revealed the conception.
What a most magnificent memory!
A silent beautiful explosion of myriad colors
Streaming to and fro rapidly and slowly all
At once--awe upon delightful awe
Vocabulary:
Mnemosyne-Gr. Myth-the goddess of memory; repugn-to oppose/resist; nill-v.t. arch.-to be
unwilling; fenestella-a small window opening in an altar allowing relics within to be
seen; tarantism-nervous disorder characterized by mania for dancing and music;
scialytic-adj.-dispersing or dispelling shadows; evince- to show in a clear manner/to
manifest; furibund-adj.-rare-filled with or marked by rage or frenzy; Lethe-Gr/Roman
Myth-river of forgetfullness; gerontion-Gr.- old man; occlude-v. to shut out/obstruct;
noetic-Gr. Phil.-adj.-of or pertaining to intellectual or rational activity; myrmidon-
loyal follower; jape-v.-to jest/jeer/mock; nisis-n.pl.Latin-exercise of power in acting
or attempting/an endeavor; jounce-v.t. & v.i.-to shake or move roughly up and down/jolt;
seiche-n.-rhythmic occilation of water above and below the mean level of lakes
Go to "Gallery 4" at: http://groups.msn.com/hart2/shoebox.msnw for more poetry by Mr.
David Hart
Noetic integrity
of LeftHemisphere verbal dominance
represents polypathic resilience
With poetic empathy
of RightHemisphere nonverbal harmony
co-arising polyphonic resonance
Together contributing to our
ecologically enlightened,
politically empowered,
bilaterally co-engaged worldview
of EarthTribe fabled sentience
back toward pre-historic native
natural/spiritual co-arising experience
Just as an interpersonal connection
of deep noetic understanding
occurs when an individual feels
what an environment reveals,
When sacred organic individuals
know ourselves as more than merely secular
dissociated,
because sacredly incorporated
experiences of communion
more than merely competitive
win/lose managing to survive,
commodified by elite investors,
owned by zero-sum competitive struggle,
used by a runaway supremacist system,
rented for capital-driven purposes
consumed with getting corporate executives
ahead
By analogical comparison
poetic RightHemisphere prominence
of IndividualYang identity
within social Yintegrity
actively seeks
and thereby finds
deep democratic interspecies dialogical connections,
reverse bio-historical reconnections
And noetic polypathic understanding
that a humane person,
physically organic
with global multicultural health intention
to reactivate historical multi-regenerations
of deep sacred learning,
holistically win/win incorporated,
reconnected,
indigenously religioned,
feels what another neurosensory organic creation
re-creationally feels
both RightHemisphere resonant harmony
and LeftHemisphere resilient integrity,
both sacred
and secular,
both flowing cosmic interrelationship
and strong bilateral
ego/eco-systemic
inside/outside
noetic/poetic
polypathic/polyphonic
bicameral integrity.
SIGNS OF THE TIMES
Wow, this is cool.
Spectacular and groovy
So real to my intellect that I feel that I am a noetic ambiance.
Surreal and extroverted
I am unreserved.
I am spreading my wings to test the world.
See do I really fit in.
If I fail, I will try again.
Wow, what a winner.
Touring the city in my Lamborghini.
Dress as sharp as I cut the corners.
I am prequel to greater excitement.
A cause and effect to another’s desires.
I am ablaze afire.
Avid to paint the city lights,
As I dance in the streets tonight.
Wow, what a knockout.
I stand under the disco ball.
A pleasant surprise and a thrill to all.
Sequential to my last time out.
Ensuing others to come along
On this joyride of freedom.
Never suppress or overpowered
No weapon formed shall prosper.
Wow, what a smash.
I have overcome many obstacles.
Not following any protocol
I am in a rightful mind people.
My workflow is by policy.
I am OSHA and safety.
No guidelines I avoid.
I am the strength of my workforce.
Wow, what a sensation.
I am the image of persuasion.
Under no circumstances do I procrastinate.
The situation is there to investigate.
So I monitor my surroundings
To become wise and intuitive.
Yet, overwhelmed this may become.
That is me of my wisdom.
Wow, another triumph!
Destiny’s miracle.
In a diurnal mood,
To achieve and to attain and
To remain attuned.
Neptune has entered Aquarius.
The birth sigh of Emma Mae Porter-Sexton.
Sirens sing I am here forever and I am a new beginning.
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Penned January 25, 2015!
In the breath of twilight, when the sky lays its veil over silent realms,
I float through the boundless atmosphere, where life takes root and flourishes.
Yet, beyond this tangible sphere, an unseen noetic space unfolds,
A realm where spirit dances, where the whispers of consciousness sing.
Here, in this mystical embrace, intuition becomes a guiding star,
A luminous thread weaving through the tapestry of thoughts and dreams.
In shadows and in light, inner worlds collide and merge,
Each moment a heartbeat of celestial understanding, unspoken truths sparkling in the dark.
This space, a sanctuary of mind and soul, where elevated thoughts fly free,
Introspection blooms like flowers in an infinite garden of understanding.
Philosophers tread lightly here, mapping the contours of the unseen,
Psychologists delve deeply, unveiling the secrets of our inner seas.
Spiritual paths converge in this ethereal domain, where silence speaks volumes,
Meditative whispers carve out rivers of clarity in the sands of time.
It is in this conceptual expanse that we unravel the complexities of being,
A mental landscape where we soar on the wings of imagination and introspection.
In the flow of consciousness, thoughts drift like rivers, merging, diverging,
Each tributary a new discovery, an unexplored facet of the mind's expanse.
Melancholic reflections float on the currents of memory,
Moments of joy and sorrow intertwined, forming a mosaic of ephemeral existence.
As the stars blossom in the velvety night, the noetic space calls,
A refuge for the soul's quiet journey, a mirror to the inner universe.
Here, in the sanctity of inner knowing, we find our true selves,
Navigating the vast oceans of consciousness on vessels of timeless thought.
In our scientific
secular
sometimes ecological
paradigms
We speak
and feel monocultural solitude
versus polycultural amplitude
Colonizing internal dry complexities
versus creolizing moist outside chaos
decomposing uncreative tensions
lack of creative intentions
Meanwhile,
within our gospel choirs
sacred
systematically theological
polytheistic
and polyphonic
transubstantiating polynomially
equipoised poetic
polytheistic paradigms
expressing timeless robust resonance
as prescience
We feel panentheistically hopeful
while actively listening
feeling especially for polyculturing Beauty
balancing
straight white forefathers'
monotheistic trust
and, possibly, monopolistic lust
for anthrosupremacist Truth
Together
creolizing healthy integrity
rather than colonizing wealthy competitions
These recreative therapeutic co-intentions
co-relations
co-investments
co-operations
co-peak memories
of sweaty sweet co-passions:
Immanently felt
politically empowering
and lawful
and eminently awesome
and hopefully not laboratoried
experimental awful
AND transcendently experiential
macro-economic green cost-aversive theories
for micro-health/wealth effective-attractive
and ethical peak neurosensory experience
Revolving global peace gospel
evolving through local justice restoring
secular laboratories
repurposing sacramental health
and wealth-thrival
indigenous enlightenment
More bang
for bucks
who give
a...
within
and without
our scientific and noetic
secular and sacred
sometimes ecological
sometimes more theological
nature-spirited
paradigms
and circular rhymes.