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This world inside
filled with dalai lamas
composed of double layers,
light spirit rivers of nutrition
discerning dark flowing soul Source.
This world outside
vibrations of octave spectral light,
echoing morphology
ecosystems of desperate joy
and all primal elements between
betwixt
among
within
without soul vibrations echoing ecowokeness,
Earth's trans-ego
eco-symbiotic expanding integrity.
Our in/outsided nondual mindbodies,
vibrating warm souls
haunted by hate
shepherding external relationships
through ego's gate
of transparently shared soul identity.
This species multiculturing kosmic christ,
shepherd guardians hunting paradise safety
through haunted health forests
cut and sliced into label doors
into ego hells hunting Earth's co-vegetating skins,
muting ecological echoes
feeding on heavenly root systems,
vibrant deep down shaking spirit souls,
searching our primal co-gravitations
mutually defining Earth's fully abundant neurotic rivers
spiriting nutrient light
streaming out
dreaming in
screaming out
breathing in
becoming bodhisattva hunter warriors
for Peace.
BiHemispheric
intelligent designers transporting deep
rich
dense
polymorphic muses
of Earth's future vibrant TaoTime
ReGeneMentor Messiahs.
EarthMother outside in
light spiriting dark soul
EarthTribe ReSource.
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.
Once upon a time
I had a name,
a faceless woman
of no great fame
————
I hunt the night
to shadows bend,
its in the Grey
my searching ends
Scoping the cattle
sorting the weak,
A brightness of aura
Is what I seek
Young and lithe
stalking the ground,
I see my meal
has just been found
Alighting to earth
I straighten my dress,
licking my fingers
does the ‘mascara’ test
Slinking out
into the light,
trans-morphing beauty
now within his sight
Bewitching his mind
with lustful thoughts,
he’s weaving this way
my meals been brought
Leading him to
a quiet nook,
I’m making the way
for moving my rook
Sweating I see
his lust is at peak,
my meals been warmed
blue veins I seek
Slipping my hands
though his hair,
staring through eye’s
that show no care
My hungers at peak
thus cannot control,
a face in his neck
wanting this feast whole
Pressing my mouth
in the dew of his skin,
unsheathing teeth
they slowly slide in
Taking him into
another realm,
draining his life
is no hard sell
A rapture of blood
flows in my veins,
drifting me through
the higher plains
Then resting his head
on a waistcoat torn,
I straighten myself
in blood I’m adorned
I Stride away
Electrified by night,
Thinking I’d like
A desert to delight
————
My name is death
I’m cursed to prey,
knowing I’ll never
see sight of the day
Resisting..Resisting all.' Of those creepy calls.' I've hear doctors say you have a choice today, a dead young girl or boy.?
Or a trans child, your forever joy.? Yet its
Not the same, in the abortion frame; it any
Way you please.' Death is ignored to say the least, oh how the tongues so droll, can set you on a roll, those who cannot redeem...Or deny the silent screams.' Its
All the biggest shame, and we all carry
some blame, in this convenient life..No
Evil see.? I guess some make that choice.? Yet when your lifes light fades
Will you go to the dark.? Or will you make
The grade? Plunge into Christ who only
Works to save.'
It breaks by heart.
It breaks my heart to see the world come to a pause.
Everyone trapped indoors,
afraid to go outside.
Everyone trapped indoors,
afraid to touch, afraid to breath.
Afraid to kiss, afraid to hug.
Afraid to be black, afraid to be white, afraid to be Asian.
Afraid to be a man, afraid to be a woman, afraid to be neither.
Afraid to be gay, afraid to be trans.
Everyone is afraid from everything.
Afraid to be seen and heard,
afraid to be JUDGE.
Trapped indoors we are afraid to live.
Trapped indoors we are afraid to die.
How sad it is! How sad truly is it.
I am left with no words or comments.
We are locked inside while fear is eating our souls.
If Covid doesn't kill us, maybe fear will.
What a time to be alive!
WELCOME to the generation of fear.
I’ve got no beef with McDonald’s or Jack
‘n the Box weighing down American towns
with greasy sacks in thin hospital gowns.
They’re just a couple of clowns selling crack
to cavalier carnies who’d like fries with that
six thousand calorie corpulent noun
with a large diet Coke to wash it all down.
Where I live (Houston) everyone is fat.
Me, you, black, white, brown, yellow, straight, gay, trans:
fat, fat, fat. Even the bum, with nothing but
a cardboard savior and his corporate name,
who begs from corners with two open hands
that dropped Vietnam, is blessed with a gut
that knows for greed to starve would break the game.
some days,
i wish i liked my reflection.
i wish that i didn't hesitate when saying my name,
afraid of that a look will make me take it back.
i wish i my name didn't feel like an alias,
that i didn't feel like a alien.
i wish i didn't choose their convenience
over my identity,
my truth,
me.
because now,
i look in the mirror and see
a stranger,
a mutation of mistakes.
in my mind
i am him,
but my eyes see a girl,
i see a woman lost
in too many addictions,
doomed to perish
in her own actions,
because she could never see
who she could be,
them,
him,
her.
she didn't have to be her.
she could change,
but life could only offer
a cage around her heart,
and tape around her chest.
her.
I don't want
to
be
her
anymore.
i want more than this.
it's hard to know
that who you are is of
no importance,
not even to those you love.
some days,
i wish i liked my reflection,
but i fear i would rather die
than love myself.
"Inclusive Spread"
somersault backwards
forwards becomes
the new normal
new families
make room
for the new life
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
"Room for the Life"/ Kate Bush
https://youtu.be/evDfZnTn3Aw
"My Thoughts on Calvin Klein's Pregnant Trans Man Ad Campaign"/
Infinite Waters Diving Deep
https://youtu.be/ZkMpe-sALE8
"There's room for a life in your womb, woman
Inside of you can be two, woman
There's room for a life in your womb, woman
Mama, woman, aha..."
"No, we never die for long
While we've got that little life to live for,
where it's hid inside
No, we never die for long
Oh, woman, two in one..."
"Women Not Wombs"/ I Am Anaya (Poetry Soup)
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/women_not_wombs_1454370
Lyrics/"Room for the Life"
https://genius.com/Kate-bush-room-for-the-life-lyrics
Stimming Towards Euphoria
She be riding on that trans train
Lost her wit and half her brain
Next time that I see her
She won't be the woman I know
All it took was a little gender education
The internet and affirming friends galore
To make her see what she was meant to be
Cause she was born in the wrong body
She was born in the wrong body?
She be riding on that trans train
Lost her wit and half her brain
Next time that I see her
She won't be the woman I knew
In her heart and of her body
I'm wise enough to let her go
Cause its way past time for her to know
She is chasing that euphoria
Till there's nothing left of her
Chasing that best stim of all
Euphoria
She be riding on that trans train
Lost her wit and Half her brain
Next time that I see her
She won't be the woman I know
Society is telling her to go go go
Cut herself to pieces
Drink another cup of T
Till there is little left of the woman she knew
So I'm gonna run run run
Cause I can't bear the damage yet to be done
And if she comes around one day
She won't be the woman I knew
Will I love her anyway?
She be riding on that trans train
Lost her wit and half her brain
Next time that I see her
She won't be the woman I know
I read Eisenstein's sacred economics
a year or two ago,
and it is one of the few I still remember
and often think about
and long for.
This ecological
theological
economic read
was my ego's cooperative investment
in TruthLeft with BeautyRight
Charles had paid-forward
in writing this cooperatively-invested exchange.
I love his WinWin ego/eco-system
not not ZeroSum
degenerative/regeneratively ambiguous imagination
listening to history's healthy wealth and unwealthy pathology
for ego-patriarchal/eco-feminist
bilaterally creolizing health/wealth value purity
of innocent EarthTribal Beauty flow-power.
If such co-passioned love economy
makes me a crazy ambiguously trans-regenerative investor
in polypathic WinWin health and wealth of beauty
wizard/wild wikimess
With truly shape-shifting liberal love
of deeply conservational green eco-normic
metaphoric learning truly gorgeous virtuous feedback value
from healthy non-violent eco-political communicating voices
Then,
so be my personal and political health systemic investments.
I am
what we are LeftWin/RightWin becoming,
so let's just move on
and fully occupy this trouble-shooting transubstantiating
trans-regenerative 4D
ZeroZone spacetime
EarthTribe Paradise potential
Truth/Beauty polynomial
Integrity of healthy cooperative Win/Win economics
with wealthy ecologics,
organically empowering systems
with bilateral Left/Right rhythms,
Yang/Yin
Universal/Unitarian,
Nature/Spirit promoting
dipolar co-lateral Zero InvestmentZone
of interdependent BeautifulDiversity
Guilty of re-syncing
as fully WinHealth/WinWealth
LeftEgo/RightEco-normatively charged,
and still changing,
and recharging
and prechanging
and uncharging
and not not polypathically changing
exchanging
Win/Lose competitive economic systems
for Win/Win ecopolitical
eco-logical webs
of heart-felt, fully-infested muses
for beautiful Myth,
co-operating nutritional organic exchanges
of healthy/pathological interdependent information
FeltFull MindHeart : FullFelt HeartMind