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LeftBrain egojectively defines objects
with deductively accessible objectives
Divorced
distinguished
detached from their ecosystemic backdrop.
Objectives
and individualized objects,
including objections,
I understand
by studying their sub-parts
and their sub-subparts
Down to our atomic building block objects
with internal atomic objectives,
individual particles
with articles
for potential win/win cooperative becoming
a co-relational constellation
of potentially climaxing energy
positive therapeutic
and negative traumatic
subjectives.
Meanwhile,
RightBrain indirectly refines felt relationships,
positive and negative
and ambiguously in-between,
by contextual subjects
Both/Anding BiCameral discernment.
Growing co-empathic bilateral intelligence
also hopes to produce
and procure binomially objective
positive health
and not negative disease
outcomes
Rooted in Whole OpenSystemic wave flows
unitarian oceanic possibilities
subject ecowomanist grows
with timeless HereNow nonviolent information,
spaciously abundant musings,
and other health optimizing
engaging practices,
Other EarthHealth and Justice designs
in solidarity with
ecosystemic co-relational co-passion
co-investing
empowering
enlightening
enveloping
developing win/win outcomes,
Objectively extending
rhetorically resonant song
and liturgically liberating dance
multicultural
muse-lyrical
musical massage
political healing,
not economic stealing,
co-passion events.
Floating peacefully..
Solidarity is extint..
No longer confined by density..
Instead..
I'm free..
With a light body..
Freedom flows through..
Butterflies are free..
As they flap their colorful wings..
Wings exude freedom..
As wings are the catalyst to freedom.
Wings of a butterfly..
Gazing into the the intricate shapes..
A design so unique and flawless..
Vibrant colors so intense..
Words cannot express..
Heavenly colors..
Surrounded by this lovliness..
Light as a feather in a state of glory
Landscapes and oceans..
Scenes from a painted canvas..
Perfectly designed..
Flap my arms..
They become magnificent butterfly wings..
Vivid colors bring forth a luminous effect..
Intoxicated by massive brightness..
free..
I am doused in joy..
Light as a feather..
The embodiment of all..
Tunes of the Universe..
A vibration of blissful sounds..
Magical and mystical..
where beauty and sounds explode as one..
Together..
I opened my eyes..
Suddenly..
I realized..
I had awakened from my dream..
OldSouls believe Earth's ecological systems
need healthy humane theological experience
more than
theological HeavenlyWater/EarthSoil reflection
feeds wealth-restoring ecological Justice.
OldSouls also believe this is a problem;
Not a sacred sign
of resilient EarthSystemic strength
through cooperative
co-invested indigenous wisdom
and humane solidarity,
polyculturally enlightening nature
of multiculturally empowering spiritual experience,
healthy soil smelled
and safe water tasted
tested
invested
LeftWing yintegral nonzero OldSoul
felt theological remembering
RightWing yang
ecologically healthy cooperative wins
winning economic co-empowering gain.
Dear Black Man,
Shout out to your deep waved, shaggy, Afro picking outlines. In honor of the loose fitting jeans with the snap backed, wide hip loving, story telling beats that carry on like the echos of the Congo drums from the motherland. Black Man, I Black woman, am not here today in the name of needing my beauty sanctioned or demanding R-E-S-P-E-C-T from you. I am not angry at you, I am not angry with myself. I am angry with the systems operation on our children' self worth. Don't ever think I am here to stunt your growth. I am Black woman, whose being is the closest thing to God. Whose body is in conjunction with the earth, boring life, as the birds and bees have come to be. My appreciation for you goes on and on like the munchies of the fiend. Though I will never truly understand all the turmoil this earth brings to your face. We share burdens which are too similar to ignore. I see you, Black man, working hard with no reward. Watching your brothers getting stolen and washed away. I see you scared for your lives, running from the greatness of which your sons and fathers possess . Is it that you don't want to show them the potential that has been taken away from your lips? Black man, I uphold your royalty, you are nothing like they make of you to be. Grab your brother's hand and lift it up in solidarity. I black woman, am dignified to stand by you, and fight through any war in the honor of our people. Black man, I hear you. I feel you. I am black woman, whose name should soothe your worried shaken ambitions. Black man, over time your inventions have been gripped by the European counterparts that fear you so much that they intruded your Black women in plain sight. As deep as the hurts appears to be, You and I are the strongest unit, Black love is one of the most sacred existences that there is. Lets turn away from the road of shame, moving toward the flight to recovering and discovering the greatness of who you are.
Love,
A black woman.
LAUGH IT OFF
BERNITA THE BOLIVIAN COUGER
BERNITA SHUFFLES OVER TO THE MAKEUP COUNTER, WITH GLASSES SLIDING OFF HER NOSE AND EYES PINNED TO THE SALES GIRL LIKE A TAIL ON A DONKEY. " I'D LIKE TO RETURN THIS CHEEK POWDER MISSY, IT MAKES ME LOOK LIKE A TART ! I GET CHASED AFTER BY YOUNG MEN AND AT MY AGE I'M LIABLE TO BREAK A HIP OR WORSE, DISLOCATE MY KNEE CAP!"
THE SOFT SPOKEN GIRL LIVES ON STRINGBEAN PATIENCE EACH TIME MRS.B. REAPPEARS TO IRK HER WITH HER OLD ANTICS. WITH A SIGH SHE CREDITS HER THE PRODUCT THEN WATCHES, AS SHE PICKS UP A QUAD CANE AND HEADS FOR THE INCONTINENCE DEPT. IN A BOLIVIAN ACCENT THAT REFUSES TO LOSE ITS PATRIOT TONGUAMALASH SHE SAYS, "I'M OFF TO FIND DEPENDS. NOT A WORD ABOUT THIS TO ANYONE MISSY. A LADY SHOULD NEVER SHOW SIGNS OF LOSING HER TINKLES OR SPILLING HER BOWELS !" (HER THIN PURSED LIPS TELL ANOTHER STORY STILL, THE SALESGIRL OBLIGES)
A WEEK PRIOR, MRS. B. RETURNED A 24 HOUR LIPSTICK. THE SALES GIRL TRIED A LITTLE HUMOR THAT DAY, "IT WILL RUB OFF AFTER A FEW KISSES MRS. B., DON'T FRET, JUST ENJOY THE LIPSTICK !" (HALAS IT FELL ON DEAF EARS) MRS. B. WAS ALREADY HEADING FOR THE SOAP ISLE MUMBLING IN SOLIDARITY... "A LITTLE LYE, CAN FIXES EVERYTHING "
NEVER MIND TELLING HER THAT LYE SOAP WAS ONLY SOLD ON AMAZON THESE DAYS. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN AS USELESS AS TELLING HER THAT "EVENING IN PARIS PERFUME" HAD BEEN DISCONTINUED SINCE 1969. "HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY MRS. B." SHE SAYS, AS SHE HEADS FOR THE COFFEE SHOP AND ORDERS HERSELF A WELL DESERVED, DOUBLE DOUBLE.
WRITTEN BY: VIENNA BOMBARDIERI AKA MYSTIC ROSE
the dagger leaves its imprint
deep in the heart
an affront translating into betrayal
and intensified by cowering silence
where is the honor
where is the solidarity?
and yet, justice somewhat prevails
at the greatest of cost
history made and bought
with the sacrifices of martyrs
hardly forgotten
where is the shame
where is the dignity?
yet the cry against injustice
is louder than ever
while the silence roars
with its venom that's lethal
and we finally dare ask
what color is your honor?
Read on air by invitation ~ August 14, 2022 'POETS HARBOUR'
AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2022
Our cooperative DNA research
reveals a realistically positive attitude
and eco-founded optimism,
along with some acceptance of dissonance
as not merely dysfunctional.
with ego-learning
re-extending sacred ecological merit
to help us accomplish great loves
in all integrity's polypaths
of shared EarthTribe ReGenerative Daily Life.
What we still do not know,
yet hope is true and beautiful and healthy,
ecotherapeutic,
Why do our day-to-day decisions
co-determine how each Ego navigates through great and small transition points,
why identity co-evolves through and beyond
each EgoRelational Life?
What if DNA/RNA Solidarity
lives even another thousand years of Earth Days?
Reincarnating fresh mindbodies
possessing, owning, claiming,
proclaiming polyculturally re-ligioning memories
of this 1(0)-EgoMind/EcoBody we are collectively becoming,
back in this Trans-ReLigioning EarthNetwork Era
On back through 1/(0)
co-arising win/win Ego/EcoCenter
of BiLateral SpaceHere/NowTime,
co-gravitating EarthTribal enlightenment,
1(0) 1Convex-Linear polarity/BlackConcave Hole
Not-Not TransParent BiNomial WinWin
dipolar apposition
ReGenerating,
ReIterating
ReCycling
RePurposing
ReMembering
ReConnecting
ReLigioning
Eternally copresent
in each Earth organic enlightened Day
and co-empowering Night,
and CoRevolving Fractal Year
of EarthDay octaved co-passionate
positive
and not so much negative
gratitude attitude.
Earth Day,
emerging from red dawns
resonating through true blue dusk
wealthy moonlit Earth Nights
ruled by Bodhisattva PeaceWarriors.
To love each day
as if 1(0)-eternal co-binary
anticipates this Self/Other perpetuating
EarthDay/Night co-emerging planet,
consulting and consorting
with one's most delighted
non-zero healthy
cooperatively overflowing Ego
as self-other co-relational
wealth of identity.
Any day that feels more confined by fear and anger
mind-neglect and/or body-abuse
than refined by love
as healthy desire
for EarthTribe re-ligioning peace
for Ego as for each EcoCentered Other,
is another day invested
in learning what EarthDay integrally means
by resolving win/win love
your win/lose enemies
To know and respect Ego's contentious boundaries,
pretentious boulders
along Earth's Tao River
of Yang/Yin co-gravitating
DayLight Space and NightPower Time.
Why are we the human race
rather than another extinguishing species?
Why not the human species
and not the cockroach race?
Why is human nature
intended as somehow supremely natural
not within but faster than,
above and beyond
inferior sensual nature?
Why is race,
inhuman embrace-conflicted context,
a qualitative noun,
stultifying stasis,
rather than a speeding verb
toward shared finish line
when everyone can win together
where no one fully wins apart?
Why is nature's race
not yet declared as one
indigenous Earth Tribe?
Bicamerally endowed
to celebrate Earth's rhythmic ordination
of regenetic liturgy and syntax,
grace racing veins
full-blooded diverse healing homes
of natural peace construction.
What happened to issue
as primal verb
when babies issued from progenitors
and words issued from mouths
and blood issued from wounds
and racing issued from DNA's polycultures,
storytellers weaving diverse generative threads
Remembering from whom and when we issue
back before embracing human memory
in dialectic dreamy nest of fractal tones
polychronic texture
4 dimensioned structure
rhythm rhyme dancing
polycultured racing
comic multicultural
co-operative opera.
Coincidental correlating races,
humane natural places,
issue forth to teach and humor
and recess back to learn and decompose
to mentor Nature's human embrace
radical solidarity race
rooted pace
secured by leaving none behind
Every living system ordained
to race redeeming issues
through singing flows of dancing waves
linked through all spacetime.
If race exponentially regenerates
intergenetic issues,
then this is more of a species relay race
during which boundary lanes
no more than trace and lace
our deep seasoned swimming synchrony,
blending genetic notes of freedom's harmony
toward nature's unfinish-lined
circling symphony.
Cells work is play
to resiliently thrive
only in organic systems.
Individual yolked cells
each with her own ego-governor
survive healthy together
and divide tragically apart
More like symbiotic regenerations
of surfing cantilevers
than degenerations
outside predations
storming waves
of colonizing cancers.
Transgendering
transubstantiating
transitions can be both
Too hard on ego yolks
and too soft for ecobodies
become some One boundaried else
while too soon severing
into not yet Zero
Sacrificed for tomorrow's
unconditional regard
in-between
One secular EgoZone
and not yet Zero sacred
systemic EarthTribe soul
Remembering past memories
mindful of mind-cell fullness
side by side solidarity
re-imaging severed
individual unrealistic cells
Crests of history's
great transitioning wave
from individual hot burning stars
to seas of cold
dead
dry dust
Awaiting warmer wetter rust
for light and power
to co-arise
more resilient religious lust
Inside crusts
of ego loving centers
and their living eco-kin
becoming back and forth,
together and apart
again
Enlightenment
and death,
empowering internal concerns
losing out to expatriating cancers
Co-invested
ego risks of past
colonizing power
and eco loss of future
creolizing opportunities
Individuating
systems for regeneration
and recycling seasons
of winter's new annual privation
Spring therapy
and autumnal trauma,
health
and pathology
Unconditional regard
and conditioned
hardening cells
of frozen disregard
For innocent Othered cells
whose work is also play
to resiliently thrive
Only in organic systems
unconditionally regarding
this enlightened
empowering day
Swings of Yang bright light
mesmerizing Yin's eternal
sabbath sway.
As ecologists expand our awareness of ecosystems
as win/win cooperative health networks
With co-arising dipolar
interior and exterior
sensory intelligence,
Health optimization
adds deeper meaning
to an old proverb,
"Bloom where you are planted"
In animate
contextual
interdependent
intersectional
multicultural
contextual attachment
rooted intelligence
Experience
relationship
dipolar co-arising communion.
When Ego is inexorably planted
within Self's largest ecosystemic
interdependent metabolic
homeopathic multicultural
resonant musing relationships,
Then Ego is most free
to search
and find
Ego/LargeSelf-Systemic
voices with choices
cooperatively co-invested eco-political
lifetime rooted
Passion WIN/WIN Plays
Wealthy Ecological
Stealthy Analogical
Meldy Musicolyrical
Indigenously Theological
Multiculturally Mythological
EcoWomanist Political
Democratic HealthLogical