Long Reorganizing Poems

Experience v Theory,
like Both/And inducted feelings v. Either/Or deductions,
like Internal Information v External ReConstructions,
like Memory v ReImaging,
like Cause/Effect v DNA of causal-effective nest 
of resilient Golden WinWin Theory

Western nature v spirit theories v Eastern nondual...

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I would like to hear and see
how and why you live,
when and where you prefer to die.

I would like to touch and taste
who and what you think and feel
is your greenest dreamed sanctuary
without imagined ultra-violet...

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Some issues,
some opportunities,
are written across great Western and Eastern cultures,
Northern and Southern economies,
Left and Right hemisphere structured minds,
breathing out- and in-forming lungs,
beating in- and then out-flowing hearts.


Flight toward freedom
and open-air healthy impressions,
and fight against racial...

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Missiles are flying over there and they are having fun over here, people are dying everywhere and they are having party down there. I have asked myself the question, what am I doing wrong why...

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The story of Cain and Abel
is also a history of Yang and Yin
when pitted against each other
rather than regeneratively struggling with creative tensions.

Cain was a hunter,
a predator
killing other blooded species
for nutritional purposes,
competing against other self-defensive...

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Whenever I am reorganizing and freeing up space in the garage,                        ...

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Dancers
and health therapists,
meditators
and educators,
speak of an embodied
listening
and teachable "CORE."

We need,
on bad days,
and want,
on better days,

To exercise,
stretch,
fill and empty,
appreciate
and open
our empowering MindBody Core,

With healthy, resilient outcomes predicted
as a return on investment
for such deep enlightening listening
and learning
intention,
integrity
of...

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I don’t answer

Intensely personal questions people ask
For these shreds to pieces what is truly me
The pieces are of no use to them though.
The effort seems to stem from veiled envy 
Incisive curiosity or even subtle...

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I don’t answer
intensely personal questions people ask
for these shreds to pieces what is truly me
the pieces are of no use to them though.
The effort seems to be out of veiled envy, 
incisive curiosity or even...

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In a world that is constantly rushing and moving.
There is an aesthetic to life that is quite soothing.
Dolce far niente is an ideal state of mind to explore.
Graceful thread—a stronghold of magical lore!

With a cheerful...

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 Quantum Theology

By Mark D. Stucky

Spirit filled the formless void
before matter and energy were born,
before infinitesimal became infinite,
when, from a singularity, a speck of nothing,
the biggest bang birthed everything.

And still the Creator of the quantum...

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As the sun goes down,
On a warm summer’s night,
I find peace inside and around,
From winning the battles of my life.

My life has begun to be,
A sweet aroma unto the Lord,
Losing pride, growing steadily,
And in faith,...

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What if we were song,
sacred litany?

What if,
What if we were dance,
gracefilled choreography?

What if we were energy,
therapeutic information?
Naked trees
joining navels
from native mother to nurture mother
down through speciating generations
up for regeneration.

What if?
What if we became tireless time,
reorganizing...

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i am unsure of what is worse,
the trauma of what happened or the ache that what never will. 
i sit here with this feeling of shattered pieces trying to regroup themselves. 
rearranging, reorganizing, looping together....

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lesson three
 
time is broken
where it used to speed along
it now barely wobbles
injured maybe crippled

i keep my mind bustling nonstop
in the hopes to fall
asleep at night
from mere exhaustion

busy working
the whole day through
uncluttering reorganizing
worried i’ll soon
run...

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Blowing cold winds, you might not be aware,
Putting on your skin, when lovely eyes stare.
Warmth drains like a river into the sea;
Must be a mother—two hearts, a body share.

Burdened by things when self-worth shakes,
Whispering name,...

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