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Salutations!
Are we all just a figment of GOD's imagination?
Or just a simple angle of schematical equation.
Perhaps, we’re just a footnote in God’s mental thots?
He’s gotta BIG BANG Universe to run, does He not?
Are we all flashing back on one of God's holy hallucinations?
Walking on water, EGGSHELLS! Raise Cain! Raising you know what and who!
Are we all just a spark in God’s expecting spectacular speculations?
Or a One-time ticking timebomb from nuclear annihilation.
Are we all just a coat God puts on His “quotations”?
Keeping us in order with anti-inflammation.
Rambling hypocrisies, babbling Biblical prophecies.
Or are we all just simply subjects of our own bad inventions?
Subjected to the whims of fanatical sabbatical radical intentions.
Getting lost in a crowd, getting lost at Sea, Dead to the world.
What’s to become of me? I’m only one but I’m not alone.
I’m only one... one amongst millions and millions of Billions!
Who all call Earth HOME! Don't we all call Her home?
Billions who just aren’t me! Yet sorta look like me. But do they think like me?
Do they love life? Do they seek out the truth, new life and Lady Liberty?
Peoples who wanna share, peoples who wanna care, peoples who wanna dare
To have a positively positive outlook on life!
Wanna little betta Light to Sunshine on, you, see?
Wanna betta lifeboat just to stay afloat, indubitably?
Are they capable. Of being civilly chivalrous, acting responsibly?
There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be freee!
Free from the scrutinizing eyes of oppression and tyranny
Free from the sympathetic lies of social suicidal tendencies.
Are we all just a sing-along of one of Gods’ songs unsung?
Justa tryin to figure out whatta hell is going on.
Or are we all just a song in a Godsong sing-along?
Just tryin to figure out what da hell is going on.
What if ...
We’re NOT all just figments of God’s imagination
But possibly, there's no other possible rationally obtained explanation
For all the misconceptions and misinformation ordained!
Are we all really looking forward for this final absolution?
Over population, crime, world domination, slimed, improper pollution
Best to jest to keep on singing songs
And just keep on blindly playing along
With God fearing reindeer games.
Oh my, time flies ...
The Dreamer never dies!
Quantities of time feel nothing.
Calculating, accumulating and subtracting,
days and weeks,
months and years and decades
roll past our eyes and ears
our growing and shrinking stomachs
to leave their strong and weak-grooved rings
of satiation and emaciation
I only feel and remember qualities of EarthTime
co-arising passions and co-gravitating pleasures
or dissonant dispassionate and painful reactions
of fear about time's future survivable qualities
anger about oppressive time's past conflicts
burning hot bright volcano hatreds
adrenaline flowing flashes
uncontrollable as suppressed bliss
only completely invested, immersed,
passionately engaged within a resiliently timeless
moment of deeply resonant quality
too seldom aware of Earth's intelligent co-present
co-passionate
co-binary sacred/organic fertility
of divinely humane grace
eternally synergetic dancing
through rationally measured quantities
of merely mortal metric times.
Sacred qualities of time's regenerate evolutions
long to feel everything belonging once again together,
beyond a foggy lapse of co-empathic solidarity
ReLigiously re-membering our golden era
co-relational peaceful qualities
richly feeding on Earth's matriarchal placentas
when all felt now-ly timeless
and originally right
feeling healthy
nurturing trusted truths
of loving kindness
feeling qualitatively good
and warm-full beauty filled.
Perhaps here lies our deeper measure
of time's healthiest meaning-full quality,
economically cooperative
and politically synergetic
and ecologically co-relational
EarthMother organically breeding
and sacredly feeding ecotherapy
Deep dancing
while surface surfing
through this timeless now
of polypathic potential win/win consciousness
Qualitative feelings positive through negative
emerging from and for and through and in and on and over each now
submerging into past speciating
branching co-passion's pleasure impressed re-memories
and dispassion's painful suppressed memories
Trees of old strong-rooted felt re-ligion
qualitatively comparing
contrasting
our original embryonic nurturing qualities
for richer eco-political sacred health
and less EarthMother dis-organic pathology
through this eternally regenerating now
quality of TaoTime's feeling peace-full
pronoia
win/win ego/eco-conscious co-passion.
I was reading Lakoff's story
of what he learned at Berkeley
about international relations,
when I found my RightBrain offering further nuance;
not to deny what is here,
but to add what is also here,
but not explicitly stated,
about regenerative ecopolitical health and safety.
"The 'rational' approach to foreign policy was governed by a set of conceptual metaphors,
taken as simple common sense,
as metaphors [of and for regenerative v degenerative systemic processes] often are.
As a special case of An Institution
is a[n Organic-Holistic-Interdependent] Person,
there was A Nation is a[n Organic-Multiculturing] Person."
"In addition,
a common metaphor for rationality is used,
namely,
Rationality is the Maximization of Self [as organic subsystemic part of MultiReGenerative Other]-Interest (or 'utility' [as health-wealth fertility]),
which entails that it is 'irrational' [and unhealthy] to act against one's self-[intergenerational WinWin multicultural]interest[s].
These two metaphors are then combined to yield:
A [Healthy, Happy, Secure] Nation is a Rational [Organic TransReGenerational Polypathic] Actor[ess]."
"...we get as an entailment
the central thesis of the [organic] rational [trans-regenerational evolutionary] actor model
in international [interfamilial, intertribal, interspecies] relations:
Every [healthy] nation
acts [bicameral] rationally
to maximize its [health-wealth] military [Yang] strength [prosperity],
economic[-ecological hybrid] health [and happiness, with long-term defense of safety],
and political [cooperative polypathic] influence."
"Rationality,
on this conception,
is taken as
[discontinuous, deductive-only, reified, either-or] universal
and occurring at the [technology, tool, framing, modeling] level
of the
[organic, living,
matriarch nurturing,
ego/eco-loving,
bicamerally mature-evolving] state."
I feel so eviscerated.
Get over it.
Both-and;
not either-or.
You still got all your parts,
just more integratively co-aligned.
Yes, ma'am!
Who got out of bed on the wrong side today?
Don't even try it.
I'm going back to my "Political Mind" without you.
Doubtful.
And, if possible, dangerous.
You really aren't going to let me have the last word today are you?
I thought I was your last word,
your everything.
This is my search for the proper mentality
Ive realized I need to change myself drastically,
And Radically
I need to Change my whole inner Anatomy
On The search for a cure to my insanity
I just dont want to be another fatality
As I look around casually, trying to think rationally
But the only answer i can find is to change my whole personality
If i dont the pain will continue to grow rapidly
In this calamity I lost you, but only to a mental catastrophe
But you looked into my eyes and said "it wasnt me"
So ill continue to be in this state of amity
Thankfully I lack apathy
While i wait Ecstatically
For you come back to me,
In my time of need I tried to turn to christanity
Because They said the bible would hold the answers in reality
But my life needs to be lived emphatically
So id like to drop a bomb on your faith, **** the baptistry
And im sorry for all this blasphomy
My words of truth have turned into a rhapsody
And ive learned that The one of the real gifts you left me is was this constructive agony
My brain needs to be drained because its nearly at full capacity
My thoughts are endless and keep growing erratically
Every thought of mine is full of confession, confusion and wishes for the future,
Id call it a fantasy
Because I dream one day we will be living together, fantastically
And stop being held down by gravity
And ill float away with you in my arms
Now understand I say that with first meaning of audacity
And I feel like you are mine as if you were given to me through my born rights constitutionalily
And In my mind Our love was a given right that was ammended and ended with feelings of impartialily
But with time the amendment will be repealed happily, with no memory
And youll return to me randomly
And ill tell you "i wasnt worried" sarcastically
Because when you walked away it left a very deep cavity
i tried to fill it up with pathetic fallacy
but only you in my arms will fill it to the top dramatically
And nothing will ever be the same in my eyes and in my reality
Dont worry I dont say that unhappily
Because missing you has caused me to fight and fix my life and my immorality
So now ill take a bow and say "thank you"
like im trying to end this theatrically
With your hand in mine and the proper punctuality.
Watching this new sabbath begin,
darkness born of dusk,
dawn birthed by night,
I wonder about comparisons
between everyday logic
and systems restoring thinking,
feeling primal relationship
between verbal analogic
and nonverbal spacetime metaphor,
4D revolving EarthMaps,
seasonal/fractal missions
all designed for deep healing
Sabbath therapy
between linear cause-effect sequential history
and resonant/dissonant
resilient/unstable loops of regenerative/degenerative
solar systemic recycling causes
with Her antecedent birthing effects
becoming future's further causes.
Logic collapses past and future health dynamics
into static unchanging inside v outside
and non-temporal non-contextualized either/or relationships
of verbal thought
about smaller and larger sets
growing and shrinking,
removed from nonverbal feelings,
health/diseased sensations,
notice,
appreciation/depreciation,
Awareness
of win/win analogical ecological metaphor
of active hope
for healthy inside-outside climate resonance,
both ego-
and eco-therapeutic
Resilience for all Earth's ego-smaller
and eco-larger systems,
left and right
west and east
north and south
interdependently dipolar hemispheric.
This ecosystemic health context
intuitively feels
and rationally believes
our larger ego-harmonic sabbath narrative,
sunny day of non-tragic history,
positive energy enculturation
remains sadly untouched
by autonomous left-hemisphere verbal logic,
either cause
or effect,
disembodied linear analogic,
metrically decontextualized absence of warm/cold ecologic
without polypathic/polyphonic metaphors
reborn of sabbath theologic,
Everyday left-hemisphere verbal language
without right-hemisphere curious and courageously felt listening
CoPassion
toward healthy
ecotherapeutic
systemic memories
restoring wealthy egologic
more polyculturally regenerative
during days and nights of rest,
WinYin cooperative
strategically thought and organically felt
resilient and resonant
Future Integral HealthSabbath Systems,
Restoring cloudless blue-sky sabbath mornings,
predicting yet another day
of leisurely here is now,
space is bilaterally measured time
is distance from sabbath zero-zone bliss
dipolar co-arising.
I have an internally repetitious desire,
need,
want,
to seek reassurance
Not so much about,
Am I the fairest/ugliest of Them all?
But, lately,
more maturely,
rationally,
calmly and yet curiously,
compassionately,
Am I healthy?
How am I healthy/unhealthy?
spiritually/mentally
naturally/physically
politically/personally
Meanwhile,
nonverbal rightbrain gut-felt instincts
follow a similar light toward healthy purpose,
but more intuitively systemic
than leftbrain verbal analysis.
If healthy consciousness,
then when,
where,
and why are we most safe
and least unsafe?
An appreciation/depreciation question
of healthy rational purpose,
or not
Logical, yes
but also,
more deeply ecological,
a felt personal theological curiosity quest
for safe compassionate meaning
in relationship to
and from
EarthTribal
drawn-to-the-light
progenitors
Our indigenously wise
felt fellow
hearty
hardy
hale anthro-familials,
co-passionate organic environmentals,
edibles
and ornamentals
Mountain forest transcendent spaces
and river valleyed mellow
intimate meadows,
neighboring animals,
hospitably animated delicious insects,
singing birds
and fat and happy
yet clearly athletic
beasts
Bisexual flowers
and bilateral branch and root
universal health
and unitarian safety enlivened systems
Bipartisan public health enlightening
and safety empowering servants
Bilateral co-passionate
personal and systemically political
co-intelligence
Binomially resonant
resilient
repetitive
Left-secular-health/Right-sacred-wealth
feelings
of why conjoining MeWe
needs ego/ecosystemically win/win
safe thrival
and endless curiosity
about win/lose survivalist
unsafe risks
compromises
monoculturing egocentric
anthro-divine win/win values
and win/lose misvalues
and lose/lose nthrosupremacist disvalues
Predicting how lefthemisphere thinks
autonomously notices
individually processes NonZero Zone
is never ego-apartheid healthy
and always win/lose compromised,
potentially lose/lose traumatized
for lack of abundantly democratic compassion
autocratically virulent;
not more democratically vital
than narcissistic LeftBrain
anthrosupremacist
StraightWhiteCapitalistMale
rabidity.
Jealous, Jealous, Jealous
The swiftness of the Vessa just killed me,
That speed and the grandeur of the seat,
The frame’s shine and the four wheels free,
The maroon leather upholstery neat.
The diagonal pattern on the seat and back,
Which made diamond shapes all over,
Reminded me of Pringles golf wear sack,
That sportsmen buy, their goods designer.
The prestige of owning one was immense,
A Vessa with thin black joystick, gray box,
Orange on/off button for your own sense,
To use wisely to be the batteries’ prox.
That privilege, that air that they all held,
Even made their severe disabilities trivial,
Counted them as people who so gelled,
With normality, the cool and the convivial.
I couldn’t walk at all well, sore feet often,
And in Primary Two asked of my physio,
That she give me in order to cheer, soften,
An electric wheelchair for my portfolio.
I wasn’t asking for a Vessa, not at all,
Just a Bec, ‘cos that could be anyone’s
They were blue, just for indoors, did stall,
And there were some just sat there, tuns.
My feet got sore and I was badly in pain,
Because mum insisted on Clarks shoes,
Old fashioned, hard, so I did complain,
Ås I saw trainers that would fit my toes,
My mum’s strict faith said no to sense,
No to love and yes to abuse, I’d loose,
So I explained to my physio, no nonsense,
That Christianity meant my pain, choose.
My mum thought trainers were worldly,
Demonic, non-Christian, rough and sinful,
But I didn’t know my credibility fully,
And so my physio said no more mouthful.
I knew it would’ve given me a life,
A mouth, a mode that could let me talk,
‘Cos I couldn’t talk and walk, my strife,
Together, simultaneously, talk and walk.
So at school I was always jealous,
Of those with a Vessa who got respect,
From every staff member zealous,
To enhance their freedom prospect.
I got my Vessa at university, shiney,
But I saw it rationally and with thought,
Understood something had blatantly,
Gone wrong, since it I’d only just bought.
But I appreciated my Vessa so much,
At Uni, no-one knew the status or fuss,
That’d been attached to it, not to touch,
At my special school, uh ha, for all of us.
Synergy
feels Earth is flat
two-dimensional
monolinear to me
While my life time line
inevitably moves from original eternity
through magical recreation effects
from empty cause
toward monotheistic EarthBright
completion light
exhaustion
caused and effected back again
into entropic dualdark chaos
By way of enlightening
and empowering bicameral contrast
Integrity
speaks four fractally
half-octave
impassioned dimensionally
Robust and elegant integrity
includes polymathic binomials
like polytheistic Heavens and monoculturing Hell,
Sacred Cooperatives and Desecrating Dogmatic Competition
To reconnect wealthy re-ligions
of health restorative sciences
Above and below, and bilocational Theo/EcoLogic
inside and outside, and bilateral nonviolent communication systemic
pleasure and pain, and balancing in-between health/wealth sufficient justice
found and lost, and democratic EarthPeace won
full and empty, and omnisciently enlightening empowerment,
left deductive thoughts and right inductive feelings, and bicameral balance
Rational space and irrational multiculturing integral time,
and span-rationally developing spacetime fractals,
individual and relational,
and correlational co-revolving wave circling events
cause and effect, and survival causally effecting win/win thrival
black and white, and full-spectral
color wheels and sound octaves,
and dynamic spiraling multicolors
of red war and green peace mystery,
and polyculturally unfolding octaves
of dynamic health/wealth
co-evolving ecopolitical history
Male and female, and bisensory-neural system story
regenerative and degenerative, and polyregender mystically
yes and no, and not not integral energy
Politically enlightening balance
for local cooperative wealth narratives,
And also economically empowering
global intersectional health stories
of GoldenRules
internationally win/win applied,
practiced,
green cooperatively inhaled
and blue/red integrity exhaled
together ultra-nonvioletly
Restoring bicameral dynamic
four-dimensional synergetic season systems
developing cooperative co-investment
perennial healthy wealth nurturing
nature/spirit compassionate
timelessly indigenous
integrity.
Where do I draw my bilateral line
in a polycultural sandbox?
In-between a merely personal traumatic
severing
excommunicating
dispassionate
divesting
divorcing
marginalizing
loss and suffering event
And a larger staged
eco-political
critical systemic
potentially multi-generational
traumatic climate event.
Why does it feel important
to distinguish,
and perhaps discriminate
personal from ecopolitical systemic trauma?
Against an InsideEgo post-traumatic stress disordered
biosystem
And against an Outside EcoClimate post-traumatic stress
Patriarchal/Capitalist disordered
monoculturally fragile
non-universal health
and non-unitarian education
eco-political unhealthy delivery system
Contrasting EgoIn/EcoOut-gravitating polymathic deductions
rationally concluding wealth optimizing bias
for GoldenRule WinWin health communications
Both/And non-linear nuancing
EitherCause/OrEffect LeftBrain dominant
debate boundaries,
dualistic
deductively labeled
and crisply verbalized
words as pointed weapons
when more compassionate tools
feel too abstract
and post-traumatic win/lose
chronically stressed,
unavailable
inaccessible
not articulate,
polarizingly defined
Dipolar co-arising RightMind inductions
invite non-linear Both/And feelings
double-binding cognitive compassion
win/win internal communications
X v Y LeftBrain
RightWing
Either capitalist economic Space
Or patriarchal political Time
constant zero-sum variables
On our best non-traumatic thriving days
also X/Y-exponential NonZero Zones
expotentially expanding
RightBrain unsuppressed
co-arising resilient health/wealth systemic
binomial dipolarities
Taoist YangSpace valued Matters
equal bilateral in/out
Yintegral Earth health/wealth
restorative justice Time
Bilateral dynamic spiraling,
ecofeminist integral,
bicameral infusion
of resonant serotonin
and resilient dopamine
critical well-being waving back
To and through deep
and wide Post Traumatic StraightWhiteMale Disordered
rememories
of indigenously felt nature/spirit
science/religioning
secular/sacred reconnecting
Either/Or = Both/And resilient inter-religioning
polycultural communion
bicameral harmonics.
Once upon a time
I was merely prescient
in genes and blood
and air and water
and other ingestions
and digestions
of our ancestors.
Among these were Elders
who may have stopped along the banks
of the Connecticut and Hudson Rivers
to drink from their sacred streaming source
and fish
and camp under maples and oaks nearby.
When these elders return within prescient me
to see these same rivers now,
perhaps from nearly these same spots,
now eight-lane concrete highways
for transporting faster capital-invested competitions
lacking sufficient slow river-time for healthy redevelopment,
together we hear and smell,
but dare not taste
nor feel compelled to feel
cool once-clear bathing and drinking water
as when we were here
back in the day
and nights of great river love
and life,
happiness and vocationing prosperity
with plenty of clean and delicious water
and fresh fragrantly invigorating breezes of quiet joy
with pine needles needless
under sometimes naked running feet.
But we,
my generation
and that before
and before
back discontinuously through industrializing
and commodifying
and commercializing
and capitalizing degenerations,
we are now trying to remind ourselves
that what we currently must not drink
or even taste,
probably don't want to touch
much less smell
and even less actually jump into it
and all the broken glass
and rusted car parts
embedded in its toxic death bed,
this is what we must accept as our new normal.
This unraveling of my Elders' rivers
to the point of toxic exhaustion
is my expected price of admission
to all my New England happy birthdays
for continuing prosperity
and freedom and dignity for all,
except the rivers
and the air
and those they feed,
and the pine needle kindling
that remembers our Elders to this day,
back when we were more cooperatively invested
in asking and responding to
Why can't we all just get along
together?
Rather than compete for how rationally
we could tear apart
memories of Elders
first seeing and hearing and smelling
promising prescient delights
of bountiful Hudson
and Connecticut Rivers
still healthy flowing
for and with and of and in their great grandkids.