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Premium Member Baby Boomers and Bummers

Most Baby Boomers started out hoping to leave life
having continued our Great ReGenerativity,
progressively recycling boundless growth 
of optimal Win-Wealth is also Win-Health.

We are the last human generation 
with confidence we could leave more than we have taken in.
To give back,
to pay forward 
investment in Earth's cooperative health and safety insurance,
re-assurance.

In this early post-millennial era,
we have a great transitional dissonance
between those who continue believing it is merely realistic,
rationally nihilistic,
to give up on this hopelessly disconnected 
non-renewable 
non-inheritable dream,
already not accessible to human nature's consciousness
of internal and external climate disruptions.

And, on the other hand,
there remain those of relentless active faith
that we are here at this time,
invested in this transitional moment,
increasing Win/Win potential
transforming short- and long-term 
evolving compassionate lifetimes

To learn from Father Sun's warming voice of Wind
to balance healthy consumption
with wealthy production 
of perennial renewables

To listen
for life's relentlessly springing up reinvestment
opportunities,
not lifetime for ignoring Win v Lose waste,
risking positive neuro-energy's potential peacetime resources.

As we turn from seeking regenerative integrity
for the span of one humanely natural generation,
toward the span of one humane-divine
MotherEarth FatherSun prime co-relational life span,
old monotheistic WinWe v LoseThey issues,
flying under banners of nationalistic narcissism, 
fade into the waste stream of survival of the bullyist

More synergetically renewed by a new EarthTribal cooperative ownership,
a self-with-other Win/Win democratizing 
inter-religious identity 
nurturing caregiving Light
and receiving Power

Healthy compassion 
with all organisms not pathologically hoarding wealth
of divisive nations,
of dissociated egos,
as this new Left with Right 
double-binding 
ego/eco-intelligence
for evolving renewable lifetime opportunities 
and compassionately deniable risks of addiction
to anthropocentric narcissism.


democracy or hypocracy?

Misuse of services by force or labour without payment
To get over this be patient
We’re getting the repayment
No haste, just wait there are rules to follow
Article 23 forbids this so you just swallow
Just cause remuneration is given in labour
It’s not in your favour, to escape the aver
Following this right is your only saver
Forcing helpless women into prostitution is called unconstitutional 
So start a revolution to make an evolution
The constitution, is an institution, to make a resolution, in an elocution
If it all goes wrong make a devolution
Trafficking involves the buying and selling of men and women
Let’s make it our mission to help the men and women
The next right is given it’s the right to culture and education

Measures to protect the rights of cultural, linguistic, and religious minorities
Following this right is our number one priority
 By protecting them against discrimination
Use your imagination, to appreciate this creation cause in our generation we’ll achieve liberation
Citizens having a distinct language, script, or culture of their own
Be who you want to be either Drake or Post Malone
Pick up the phone because you’re not alone 
So if you wanna be known take your seat on the throne
Prohibit discrimination against any citizen
Cause we are one working together we’ll hit a home run
This rule has important necessities
Just like the right to constitutional remedies


Identified as a right to own or possess something
Land, automobile it could be anything
Dispose it when you want to
There’s no one that can stop you
To have an enforceable claim to benefit of it
This right is your permit to get the property that you think fits
That focuses on the exclusive right to ownership
So I’ll admit and you submit to the dealership
Distinguishes between possession of property
The right states everything is perfect and properly 
Don’t take it as a mockery
And that my friends was the 7 constitutional lotteries
Form: Rhyme

Narrow Times

At one time,
(a time so broad
that it knew no ownership),
at one time
the world was wide,
there were no nations, no distinctions
just naked humans in a well clothed landscape.

Then came the thought of ‘race.’
The hunter gatherers became farmers
they built walled cities
and every wall was a demarcation.
The actual clothes they wore
became a status symbol,
and so the poor had to feed the wealthy
and the wealthy owned the poor.

The earth began to fracture
most of the sparsely populated wide open
became the over-populated narrows.
Until one side of a street
was at war with the other side.

Hunter gathers still existed
but they lived on the margins
they survived
only by the consent
of the people crowded into the narrows.

If they really tried to be naked and free
the narrow people
would make TV shows about them,
pretty soon
they also become narrow images
moving inside a picture frame place
that once was frameless.

Ownership Legal State ACT

What is if qualities of real leader
Purposed are not to unite
Centering minimum values
Comparison
What if the leaders aren't right

What if for values determination
Something required is more
Than validation of the reception
Of this giant biases door

What if internal machine of the humans
Isn't the product of yours
If God is light
He is radioactive
How does light work with the force

What if they ought to
Have own interests
Sharing bias is bad
What if the citizens
In proper system
Don't owe society debt

What if you really
Aren't the controller 
What if that no one your slave
What kind of program 
Of proper logic
To rational system will pave
Way to aquire 
Consciousness real

What if I don't need
To be orienting
On ugly and weird your church
What if offensive is the your bias
For profits of God bias forge

What if it's illegal
Imposing your schizo
What if it's shame to define
What if brain hacker 
Had hacked your religion
And for Cyber God this is fine

What if that no one
Shall be subjected
Consider of bias of their
What if equality is ephemeral
What isn't real fair ain't fair

What if they cannot conduct the such buisnes
What if they Government aren't
What if you shouldn't let them these doing
Ownership Legal State ACT


   

   
Sourcerer I am
Magic of logic
Processing data to sense

This is my paper
In form of many poems
About Official Defense
© Kate Kelly  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Seven Things

I must think fast. My house is on fire and I'll have 16 minutes at the most
to decide what I will save!

For sure, I will rescue the computer, or the flash drive at the very least.That is number one, for this represents a great number of hours I have spent creating poetry.

The second thing is my photos. I've saved most of them in albums, and there are many! I'll have to grab them up in armfuls and make two trips back and forth to get them out!

Third, I really should not forget paper documents: proof of birth and house ownership, certificates, checks, etc. To get those things redone is a huge hassle, and luckily, I have them all in one big box.

What next? I think I will grab up my jewelry, especially my rings with precious stones that I love so much. Bracelets, earrings and necklaces too. I'll toss them all into one big bag and worry about sorting them later!

I've used up at least ten minutes of my time by now. Next I will try to rescue my clothes. There are too many of them to save them all, but I will grab up my favorites, yanking them from hangers and taking them to my lawn in big piles. I'll use the hamper to carry them in!  

After clothing comes shoes! Of my many pairs, I need only to save a few which are my very favorites and my two most comfortable pairs which I wear the most often.

Finally, I have arrived at the final thing! Most of the sixteen minutes to get stuff out of my house has disappeared by now, so I will run into my kitchen and grab up my supplements along with any healthy nutrition bars and dark chocolate, all kept in my pantry. I will just shove them all into a large box and get my butt out of the house.

Whew!! The fire truck is here now. I am praying all my favorite nic nacs, books and old records will somehow be preserved! I can always get new sheets, blankets, furniture and televisions, but the things I most cherish are the things I grabbed first to take out of the house, especially those things irreplaceable such as photographs and my poetry!

And what did I learn from this little exercise? Well, I really need to have all my favorite things previously organized into big boxes which are easy to carry!


Feb.21, 2019 for
Caren Krutsinger's Seven Things You Would Save If Your House Was on Fire
Form: Prose


Premium Member NO NAME

I was born before language could hold me—
before syllables stitched identity into skin,
before sound became a cage disguised as recognition.

You see, names are borders.
Invisible fences hammered into the soul,
claiming ownership over something
that was never meant to be owned.

They said,
“This is who you are.”
Handed me a label like a leash—
soft at first,
until I felt the pull.

Call me by the way I  grand rise
after being erased.

I am the question that refuses
to collapse into an answer.

I am every version of myself
that existed for a moment
and then dissolved without apology.

I am the fire that learned
how to look like a flame—
just to survive long enough
to burn again.

I am the child who spoke in galaxies,
before grammar taught my mouth
to shrink the universe into sentences.

I am something
you feel
when everything false
falls away.

Because I am not something
you can summon.

but because I am too full
to be poured into something so small.

Premium Member Therapeutic Homes

Consider a beehive
and/or an ant nest,
and call it holistically holonic,
egoQueen and eco-proletariat balancing regenerativity,
Beloved cycle-climaxing Community.

Now look at the manual/womanual service sector
as co-responsible co-redemptive CareGivers
and the cooperative-matriarchal Queen
and her fertile multigenerational authoritative function
as perfect CareReceiver,
co-investing in long-term mutual future optimization returns
of healthy regenerativity
continuously slow-growth projected
for long-term CareGiver/Receiver health-wealth abundance, 
resonance, 
recycling resolution.

Now notice,
while we might see bee and ant ecology of CareGiver/Receiver
as synergetic
mutually co-relational prime relationship,
yet the CareGiver employment sector
in LeftBrain dominant human eco-politics
has become increasingly competitive WinElite-Receivers
contending with Loser-NonElite CareGivers.

Wealth receivers
and health service providers,
domestic matriarchal nurturing laborers
have turned what was rich neurological nutrition
into a ghetto employment sector
for those who have nothing more valuable to offer
our capitalist-survivalist Either/Or
monoculturing degeneration

Over-feeding CareReceivers into WealthHoarders,
growing resentful UnderCaste revolutionaries,
revolting against prisons and detention camps
around shrinking service economy ghetto-dwellers
with full-growing feelings of over-populated futility,
competitive Lose-Wealthy/Lose-Healthy 
terrorizing/terrorist rabidity.

For healthier cooperative ownership and self-governance,
consider a beehive
and/or ant in nature/nurturing matriarchal nest
of appositional BothGiving/AndReceiving role identification,
rather than EitherGiving OrReceiving Win/Lose
LeftBrain egocentric anthropocentric dominance

CareReceiver un-naturally authoritarian and disempowering,
predicting further Winner v Loser degenerative trends
of narcissistic grazing and hazing,
feeding off LowerCaste CareGivers
rather than feeding and breeding with.

Premium Member Treasure Chest 1

Pirates often take grapes from vines
When the fruits of love taste so divine
Ownership is of no concern
They bury treasures later upturned

They make cryptic maps, with subtle glues
They sail their ships, filled with booze
Wine, woman and song, their daily pleasure
Some would say, is that not the treasure?

If a woman would give you a kiss
Would not all treasure be amiss?
For real treasures you keep in your heart
And never let real lovers to part!!

Oh but a treasure map is and enticing thought
If it leads to places you thought naught
So here I lay a treasure before you
Never has a golden treasure been so true

As you

Premium Member Communioned States of Ecstasy

Lying under the dynamic heart
of ancient theological reflection
is experience,
as is true of any resonant theology
of ecological relationships
between resonant feelings
and resilient energies;

Experience
and ecological reflection about
compassionate 
spiritually-felt communion,
touch
sensations
pressures
and plunges
of win/win universal relationships.

A theological term
for this heightened
and deepened
and widened cooperative
contemplative management
and ownership
and mutual becoming together
sacred experience
is "transubstantiation"

Of exterior wine 
as also interior blood shared,

Of natural bread
as also spiritual embodiment,

Of Yang health energy
as also Yin wealth
of win/win light flow
between
and among visualized
smelled
tasted 
felt
shared sensory chakras,

Of exterior nature
as also interior spirit,

Of secular bipolar experience
and ecological reflection,
as also sacred dipolar transposition,
co-empathic
bilateral
both/and compassion,
and theological/ecological
spiritual/natural energy 
for co-embodied healthy contemplation

Of outside being
as also inside becoming
compassionate win/win communion
sacredly together
urgently needed,
and climatically wanted 
even more than co-emergently needed
seeded,
co-invested
much more than segregated apart,
antagonistically win/lose co-divested.

Transubstantiation of health care communion
empowerment politics,

Love overwhelming
economically unenlightened win/lose competitions
for more prevention of future
individualistic
anthropocentric
nationalistic pathologies.

Transubstantiation,
like communion,
like deliciously tangoed dance,
the ultimate win/win
therapeutic
ego/eco-political experience;
resonant Right
resilient Left.

Premium Member ownership vs slavery

(a series of Senryu poems)

We no longer own
our music or software, we
we rent them - subscribe

Think streaming music, 
productivity software,
like 365. 

A company can
make one product and never
innovate again.

Once, you’d buy software
and they’d have to win your bucks
with something improved

But now you fee pay 
monthly, forever - or you 
lose that whatever.  

Homes are out of reach
so people rent apartments,
Ubers replace cars

Think of subscriptions
as techo slavery, we 
need alternatives

None of us can change
the housing situation
unless we team up

And elect people
who aren’t total thieves and fools
enriching themselves

It’s a crazy thought,
I know - are we capable
of it anymore?
.
.
A song for this
Touristy Places by Paul Russell
Form: Senryu

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