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Hold each utopia minute close
Kiss them with lingering repose,
Tell someone you love them,
Leave the imprint to sink deep within.
For their deeds could soon be gone,
The conscience of the past come undone.
See the future and let the future includes you,
of anticipation of absolutes and rewards due.
Let the future have a glorious home in view,
Not made of clay, brittle stone or straw.
When the lame fragile breath goes weak,
A flame reincarnates years months and week.
Fuller deeds to come will already begin
Fashioning light years of decades plan.
With Freedom from strain and worry
The economy there has no need to hurry.
Paradise reigns in peace and tranquillity,
The diamond now reposed in cosmogony.
A perfect portrait kept in heavenly Louvre,
Hearts of gold housing incredible virtue,
The dimension of revolutionary creation,
Beyond earthly chaos and desolation.
Our diviners claim to see a better future
Ghostly shadows await in karma linear.
Sublimed prophecies past the unreal,
See a winding world move on the final wheel.
Armageddon to lighter horizon transforming,
The eschatology event of spirit arising.
Silhouette clouds glowing brighter than the past,
Footprints were in present extension exist.
Visions enshrined in joyful expectations
The epoch of time redeemed of all nations.
After health, wealth and inevitable death,
Will the second coming of celestial breath
Decree the place where our soul unit destiny
Treasured in the apocalypse of an orbital colony.
Seraphim's race through plagues to crystal maze,
Benevolence enchanted the former face
Winters gates ablaze with pearls of stories told
Every step we take, we will be treading on gold.
When nylon nights
trade crystal colours
in the stalls of nimble
butterfly wings,
I blossom as an
irenic origami
fervently fabricated
with snowflakes of
greedy gloom,
stealing royal violets
from the smokey estuaries
flowing beneath the
heavens befogged
with indigos, glistening
in periwinkle-arcs of
abstract auroras.
I reminisce those
amaranth stars
that whisper
graphical pantoums in
pearlescent pixels
of plum pentagon-
shaped skies,
as everytime when
porcelain acrylics
get spilt upon mauve
pages ribboned
with hydrangeas,
my orchid lips spin
a twist of leathered
spells amidst
frozen fahrenheit of
frostbit textures.
Painting heliotropic
oxygen with brushstrokes
of peony petals,
I carry unspoken
words of iris,
so that artificial aroma
within sculptured truths
remains caged
behind these dark
magenta carnations
printed upon
cashmere curtains
of hallucinating hyacinths.
Do photogenic pansies
never get frozen in iced pyre
of parched patchworks?
For, I believe that,
drowsy poppies
too have streaks of
wine stories
to narrate in their
ages of ache.
Perhaps, I'm a
glasswinged sorceress
of arctic hailstorms,
tracing phlox-
fluorescent forests
with tropical crayons,
as oiled hues of
multi-dusks flutter
across lavender orbs,
sprinkling mauve
dewdrops upon
watercolor dusts of
pencil-shaded luna
who unlocks
silver secrets
with skeleton key,
washing my bones
with lilac fog.
So, when these
thistle shaded leaves
crack their crystal
cocoons and
the sun sheds its
fluffed feathers
of hibernation,
meet me along the
horizons where
bright Veronica
takes the shape of
the moon and
reincarnates as a
crocheted sangria
memory along the
translucent sleet of
snowy sights.
My skin is softer
than raisin pearls
of mulberry seas,
as my spirit is stained
with glamorous grape
dyes and amethyst-fresco
distemper across bitter
skies has discoloured
every apathetic shade
that doesn't seem to
define my airbrushed
heather heart.
The one who spots the line
before spotting the bait
is the ultimate winner in life.
Rumi (Maryam Mafi translation)
The ones who spot Earth Day's decomposing line
before spotting Easter morning's ReGenesis bait
are our mutual messiahs in full living.
Each dawn reincarnates Earth Day
as Easter morning's karmic revolution.
Eastern minds dream of humane fleeing flying,
too often frying, frogs
while Western brains cooperatively
comprehensively
swim through red sky warnings
regenerating Western horizons
fading full-moon Yin
to more simply rest in NOW
and dream of mutually mentoring messiahs'
Eastern dawn
of Polycultured Tao,
fractured Frog Princes croaking songs
for long-strung graceful Princess ovations
recreating East-West harmonies
for NorthWinter through SouthSummer
weathering Earth Day Opera.
Red sky Earth Days
regenerate
green horizon Easter Genesis.
Cosmic Integrity
as defined and refined by Buckminster Fuller
is ultimate divine synergy,
co-operativity,
regenerativity,
organic wiki-PositivEnergy.
God is love
is grace with gratitude
is PositivEnergy Synergy
Tao of Cosmic Health Integrity.
Universal ZeroPhase Integrity
predicts cooperative profiting Fuller,
"Cosmic intellectual integrity"
LeftEgo with Right SacredEco
reincarnates metaphysical Health Universe.
"Orderly interaccomodation
[acclimation, says Bateson
creolization, says Jane Gordon]
of all generalized [health/pathology] principles
constitutes a [bilateral polypathic] nutritional design."
"Multiculturally ordered [health/pathology] relationships"
are inductively apprehended appositionally
and deductively comprehended oppositionally
by bilateral cosmic consciousness.
"As the human mind
progressively draws aside
the [RightBrain divinely cooperative] curtain
of [deductive LeftBrain] unknownness
the great [ego-ecotherapeutic transubstantiating] design laws
of eternally regenerative [health-wealth] Universe
are disclosed
to human [LeftBrain dominant] intellect."
Both cosmic synergetic cause
of Yang
And integrity effects
of dipolar co-arising
Yang mindbody centers
with Yin heartmind ZeroZones
of and for Cosmic Integrity
bilateral temporal-historical
limbic past paths through future
PastHere/FutureNow temporal
dipolar Left/Right cosmic integrity.
What Gregory Bateson
titled "Ecology of Mind"
Buckminster Fuller entitled
"Geometry of Thinking Synergetics"
Thomas Kuhn historically searched
as GoldenRules
and LeftBrain Wealth Protocol
for "Scientific Revolutions"
of evolving ecotherapeutic cosmic proportion,
dipolar measure,
polynomial integrity
of what Julian Jaynes ethologically explored
with and as bicameral ElderRight
re-creating Younger Ego skin double-boundaried deduced Left
as Edward De Bono's psychological positive health advocated
bilateral cosmic integrity
Of WinWin FutureSearch
Work That Reconnects
is clearly not WinLose BusinessAsUsual
monotonous mountains of potential
but polyculturally health abundant Left with Right
cooperatively-owned and fertile managing
with Cosmic Integrity
of sacred EarthTribe DNA
Open Whole System Scriptures
prophetic
if cosmic integrity descriptive
of cooperative revolutionary ZeroPhase
polyculturing Fullerian Designs.
My future captures my imagination
as my past succumbs to memory.
I imagine winning this economic game
by competing with everyone
and continuing to win unsurpassed
to finally arrive at my goal
alone
no one else anywhere near my self-inflicted finish line,
behind locked doors within my own keyed-up competing mind.
Each day invites my reincarnation
of yesterday and each day before.
Each year reincarnates the prior year,
but now a year older,
and seen from diverse nuance perspectives.
Each life reincarnates prior DNA unfolding lives before,
but now a generation older,
seen from diverse sensory systems across species,
cultures,
languages,
degenerating and regenerating
decomposing and re-integrating.
Each new millennial generation invites resolving reincarnation,
as this trans-generation completes our global energy sharing network,
learning together how we each cooperate our hope for Earth,
for our children, and theirs, and theirs...
for ourselves,
regenerating this Common culture sensed and woven together
more synergetically than possible
on any pre-millennial Earth
Time gravitates toward my future images
and past rememberings
of co-arising confluent discernment,
as Earth's time flows backward
in personal memory
and orthodox
Primal ReGenerative
Original Intent and Designing
Tao Codex.
Universal Uniting Intelligence
rediscovering ourselves
within Earth's ribonucleic elliptical mirror.
Permacultured stories tell of time and place
when and where and why metaphysics and math
were children of polyculture-rooted spirit/breath
development and design,
poetry and scientific revolutions,
dynamic open system ecological evolution,
self- and other-regenerative economies,
self-reiterating bicameral identities,
and seasonal changes,
and day's light warming
over night's dark-dream warnings
of cognitive dissonance emerging
by suboptimizing speciating integrity
of ego within all-embracing supereco
of Left deductive logic and Right inductive analogic
of yang-1 with yin-0
regenerations past still unfolding in generating future
within this Presence gifting now.
So many ways to slice nature's cultured pie,
yet all of them under
octave colorational sky.
Nature
even human nature
can arrive dressed in pink kindness
rare as nonviolent ultraviolet
Yet when grace of white snow
reincarnates dark bark winter trees
as sun spreads His last
light
lusty pink gasp
across EarthMother's horizoned landscape
For a moment,
perhaps enough to gaze one second enraptured time,
all snow-covered life forms
Curiously waiting
quietly seducing
just outside my kitchen window,
invoke blushing pink
to wink goodbye
to this frozen day
Now remembered,
where nature flirts refaced
wearing lacey
fading
pink light kindness.
Inspiration reaches out and grabs him before breakfast
He lives colors and patterns the way the rest of us breathe
Misunderstood and misused, he worries not about it.
This life means nothing; he survives on his own planet far away.
Keen imagination provides him with people, events, reasons to live.
We stayed away, for he is a bit mad, isn't he?
Anyway, he has no need of conversation or ordinary.
His mind is extravagantly unique, he is satisfied.
His paintings hold his interest. They hold him captive.
He is more obsessive compulsive than bumblebees.
He will be found some day lying among his cherished canvases
With a hardened paint brush in his non-yielding stiffened hand.
We will spend no time in here, for it will feel like a violation.
His sanctuary, his world, his nirvana, his art studio.
We will leave it undisturbed until he reincarnates as a better artist.
Hymns of Hope
God is great
His creations are divine
Am a part of it
The earth is my heaven
My pains are my hell
So take away sorrow and agony
So far from my struggles oh God
Let life be good for all
The earth is not a suffering prison ground
And we are not prisoners of our heritage
So let the weak be strong
Let our conciseness be of humanity
Let it be free from wars oh God
So we could enjoy heaven
Here on earth
Hymns of Hope
God is everlasting
Life is eternity
Our body dies yet our soul lives on
Our spirit reincarnates
We might be far from the truth
But nature never lied
What a beautiful world we live in
What an amazing gifts life offers
Yet we die too young just to survive
Our own deformities
So are we getting better or
Are we lost by our own mind
Communications among organic creations
of sacred EarthMother
are overwhelmingly rooted
in nonverbal
nonviolent communion
Complex evidence of things
within relationships of feeling
and touch,
creatures seen
and heard,
recreations smelled
and tasted,
cognitive awareness of purpose
and intuitive integrity for meaning
sacred smooth full-wombed
woked mindedness
We are, together,
at our best,
on and in and for and of
Earth's rest
in solidarity play day,
compassionate communion
of verbal humane purposes
and nonverbal divine meaning
unspoken yet repurposing
Compassion's enchanting communion
turns movement into dance,
reincarnates muses into instruments
of recreative music,
covers ecofeminist songs
of indigenous wisdom,
evokes birdsong joy
and pensive grey choired mourning,
shushes ebbing and
sloshes inhaling surf,
murmurs in babbling brooks,
capital infested crooks
speaking suffering sibilant servants.
Nonverbal communion
does not bring roaring evidence
for falsely claimed wealth risks
against universal democratic health.
Sacred integrity
proposes a good faith alternative
to zero-sum
win-lose competitive
compromised organic trust.
Earth's meaningful
richly resonant
robustly resilient Tribes
nonverbally know,
regeneratively believe,
feel with redundant cultural integrity
Our univocally global economic need
to advance ecologically healthy opportunity
While minimizing unwealthy
unwise partisan disempowering risks
to this profoundly communing
politically living
regenerative planet
for verbal and nonverbal persons,
quieter peaceful plants,
and all sentient incorporations
organically communicating,
communing beings
health becoming
True purposive effects
and Beautiful
meaning full yet soundlessly nonverbal
causes felt
as sacred needed
and positively wanted
co-passionate
co-operative
communicating
green EarthMother communion.
Zoltar speaks “Someone will toast you tonight,
pretend to be surprised. The tides of fate will
steer you toward unexpected wonders. Keep
your eyes open for a twist in your tale.”
He is an animatronic fortune teller
Within the carnivals and circuses, a dweller
Anachronistic, rebelling in today’s mortality his drive
Something inside makes you think it’s alive
Gives off a creepy vibe boxed in, his temporary kingdom
A robot has its own agenda, and its false wisdom
Be careful what you wish for, it may come true,
Just not in the way you thought, granted in Zoltar’s view
You’ll never find him to play again, if you dare
To undo what’s done, the daylights out of you, he’ll scare
Creeper of dreams, terrifying themes from here on end
This is where the Anayalator comes in—the godsend
She fights not for the lust of conquest, but to end conquest
She fights to liberate us from demon bots, her quest
Ninja-manipulates reality, she’s advanced in ninjutsu
Beyond any limitations, water, fire, air, and earth she moves
Nullifier—from impure world reincarnates
Combining truth-seeking with her powerful crown of gems
She can nullify all conventional robot powers
Including regenerative cycles, invented every hour
Yin-Yang Release—Chakra manipulation of the universe
Spinning spiritual and physical charges of energy against hostile terse
Healer-Restorer of life, her golden rods of purest energy
Good bots for humanity are spared by the repairer of injury