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In complicated relationships,
and complex story telling
with regeneratively developing
and degeneratively undeveloping characters,
Personalities with powers to inflict harmful
punishment,
and healing
forgiveness,
Shunning
and harassment
or compassion
and integrity,
Neglect
and abuse
or co-investment
and solidarity,
Who switches from and
to positive
to negative
and back again
first
and last
Depends on where and when we choose to begin
our journey down selective memory's avenue
of speaking and reacting
and not listening and responding,
But this primary choice
of Alpha and Omega point
is further influenced
by what we choose to notice
and assume is perceivable,
malleable,
still alive
And what we fail to remember
to reconnect
to return again
to restore
What we omit
set aside
assume unchangeable as death
and poor pay disproportionate taxes
Among all our political and economic
civil and uncivil history of individual relationships
and family systems
and community networks
and EarthTribe polycultural species
come and gone before
on Earth's round revolving stages
of unfolding
unraveling
And refolding
reforming
redeeming
rewinding
regenerating
restoring historic healthy relationships.
I come from a family of fishermen.
Mitchel 300 open-faced reels
Size 6 hooks, 10 lb monofilament line
Colorful bobbers and spinners.
Dreaming of bigmouth bass
and golden-sided muskie.
We cast over a thousand lakes and streams
I even had a subscription to a fishing magazine.
Now in this lost year of 2020,
The year of the Chinese rat -the mask-
police brutality and uncivil disobedience.
Not to mention the crazies released from prison.
Rioting, looting, and defunding (the peace)
My attention has shifted toward
38 specials-9mm Glocks and A.D.T
I have a subscription for a more serious type of magazine.
Yesterday my attorney once again reminded me
Legal battles are not fought to win
They invite us to not lose any more than we already have,
now that the battle lines are so toxically
traumatically
dissociatively
protagonist v antagonist
drawn
And ready to plunge
and wound vital neuro-root systems
Designed for compassion
and pleasure;
not dispassion
and displeasure.
So, retributive justice systems
are not healthy or satisfying systems
when our goals include restoring peace.
Restoring inside and outside peace outcomes
engage restorative mediation
cooperative co-investment
in stopping chronic trauma
To restart freedom to forgive
myself v Other
for what went dis-relationally wrong,
to reduce future risky triggers
And freedom to re-member
re-connect
re-associate
myself and Other
for what went co-intelligently right,
to seduce future peace
and passion
and pleasure opportunities
in NonOthering pastures.
As it is for the individual goose,
so may it be for the uncivil partisan gander,
Right v Left
chronic polarizing retribution dander
Does not constitutionally protect
depolarizing restorative justice
for religiously peaceful non-slander
Because legal and moral
and ethical and religious battles
are not fought to win peace,
they merely invite civil-ians to not lose any more
democratic climate health remediation
than we already have.
Could chronic stress,
like sleep deprivation,
noise and light and air pollution
also derive
by avoiding barely still alive
high-risk trauma messes?
Sometimes sadly beginning
prior to economic and political puberty
Including multi-generational suppression
misogynistic sex tensions
and monotheistic depression
and homophobic repression,
hateful Othering paranoid impressions,
chronic monocultural climate despair,
uncivil disinvested oppressions
Endarkened
by a popular FirstWorld
anthro-privileged
secularizing, dividing, dissociating
evolutionary theory
of mutual assured predation
damnation
degenerating ecosystemic deflation,
ecocidal extinction
of once sacred synergetic EarthLove
elation
Or at least
co-empowering messianic missions
for restoring EarthJustice
mental ego-health is physical eco-wealth
co-relations.
So, go on
all RightWing
WrongHeaded;
service yourself!
But
I doubt you will find
your God's RightHand solipsism
resiliently satisfying
much less sacredly edifying.
Uncovering ecofeminists
and recovering peace mediators
are done being your ***** punishing bag!
Your indigenous justice
community resonance hag!
Did I hear that out loud?
Oh, any polypathic way,
Does chronic lifetime-anxiety disorder,
win/lose competitive stress,
contribute to multi-generational high-risk trauma histories?
Sometimes beginning long before adult maturing transition
from Either/Or fundamentalist childlike conditions
not Both/And exploring inside/outside
neuro-sensory double-boundaries
in-between healthy, mature win/win resonance
and lose/lose despairing dissonance,
positively and negatively
therapeutically and traumatically
correlated
In older adults
sometimes producing increased market risks
and opportunities of dementia,
with unfortunate paranoid demise
Rather than fortunate co-invested
peaceful
pleasured
mindbody post-traumatic surprise
of warm unconditional outcomes
in win/win Paradise.
Dear Thom the Train
Attorney Page,
Defender of all Creatures
here below
in these DisUniting States
of throwback uncivil disunion,
What is your root foundation
for a constitutional argument
that all living residents
of these remaining United Democratic States
have a right
to restoring healthy justice,
to resiliently retaining healthy life?
Is this sacred democratic Source
inter-related with values
like well-being
prosperity
liberty
public health optimization,
declarations of defensive rights
for all Creation
to freely seek democratic empowerment
and liberating enlightenment?
Non-royalist
non-fascist
non-authoritarian
non-patriarchal
non-colonizing
non-racist
non-demonizing
non-anthropocentric,
non-xenophobic
non-narcissistic
non-egocentric
and, thereby, pro-green new and ancient win/win deals.
I am not a lawyer,
as you can clearly already hear,
but more of a constitutional
polycultural historian,
So, how do you briefly argue
in courts of your licit choosing,
an evolutionary theory
of democracy still healthily emergent?
Starting with straight
white
patriarchal property owners
of
African and Native American
domesticated and feminized
economic and political
natural and spiritual slaves,
Moving multiculturally out
to include prisoners
and homeless shelter dwellers,
human
and now our imprisoned
and life-endangered dogs
and cats,
horses
and cattle,
birds
and guines pigs
of democratic tensions
intentions
extensions
of dominating fraternity
and liberating sorority.
History shows
where our constitutional democratic story began
with white straight male slave-owner privilege,
But, how do you predict where
and when this evolving
expanding
emergent cooperative health-wealthing
cooperative reality
should
or could
or would globally end?
Or,
it is your brief courtship win/win position
that we must expect no such end
to this multiculturally revolutionary
democratic 20/20 revolution?
Moving from more Straight White Patriarchal
independence days
toward more resiliently fulfilling
Earth InterDependence Days
and sensory moonlit nights
Of freely orbiting stars
and planets
from democratizing Positive/Negative
Yang/Yin Energy
Empowering health,
Enlightening true and beautiful
polycultural
trans-historic
epic green
democratic wealth.
the orchestra played full volume in the theatre of her mind
thoughts and emotions vied for undisturbed attention but
her misplaced applause failed to settle restless blind screens
decoupages tapestries and fabrications of her imagination
whole movies and symphonies arranged on fast auto replay
spooled forward and backward until vision blurred into one
epic film tear of overload exhaustion and impenetrable void
hungry children
uncivil wars
deforestation
xenophobia
fission bombs
subjugation oppression marginalization genocides homophobic attacks
power money greed opulence decadence and seeming banality of evil
for the charade that life was she needed to close plenty of curtains
unveil at the same time what had been hidden behind a solid façade
when the cacophony climaxed in crescendo staccato and discord
she knew that her voice of conscience would lead her the way
03rd June 2021
Little things in right time and place oft prance,
And ease the perplexed mind gone so dumb;
May it be a smooth smile, or a raised thumb,
Or a good word of solace to hope for chance
The best aid perhaps is tolerance and sympathy
As all the inner strength springs from firm trust
Of honest and frank deeds, despite hard crust,
Rude gestures, uncivil pranks and cold apathy
Roma was such one woman of nature strange
As would gauge every thing in her own odd way,
Never seeing the truth beneath the visible cray
And often grunting or screaming out of range
Little things aye ruffled her inward turned mind
Driving her to do the irate and uncouth in recoil
Thence she would be lost in all turmoil and toil
Never being able to imbibe or to trace and find
Life treats in its own ways,the beings bizarre
While Time heals and changes their sore soul
And sets them back on the trails of their goal;
But the tenacious few still with self are at war!
The panacea for the loathing is perhaps within;
As sugar sweetens the sour to a luscious taste,
The graceful modesty ripens the spirit in haste
Much in set order, and sans any combat to win.
Everyone needs someone through whose eyes he/she can do no wrong, but it would not be well for that someone to be a mom or a dad of that one. In a mean and often cruel world encased and surrounded by coldness and adversities, there must of necessity be a place of refuge, a haven of rest, a den where there's only love. When civility and credibility have been invaded and reinhabited with 'the uncivil' and incredible dysfunctionalities, where does one go for sacred acceptance and sanctuary? Apart from God, my grandmother was the one rock, the one oak always there for me. Unfortunately, not everyone will have that someone, that one special person. Fortunately, I was most blessed to have such a one as my maternal grandmother whose name was Mary, and she smothered me with love and never ceased coming to my defense. There were two other grandparents with whom I have very little memory, but Mary is the only grandparent I have ever known and with whom I had personal and cherished connections. She never learned to read but read me like a best selling biography. She never learned to write but her love has been written across the pages of my heart. She never took from me, but only gave, asking for nothing in return. Every thought and memory of her is refreshing and compels me to repay her by being the best grandfather that I can be. I am certain that she loved all of my many siblings, but she related to me as if I were the one and only above all others.
03122019PS
Reprobate fictional schnorrer...
Who never did a lick of work
gifted lifelong entitlement,
yet possessed webbed wide world reputation
actually humble contemplative earthling
jump/kick started cosmic consciousness
as modest (née supreme)
unrivaled spiritual leader
with natural born talent
to resolve conflicts
without uttering a word,
he merely presented unspoken charisma,
when his bonafide dogma stirred
madding crowd awash
with conservative and liberal
unflagging political stripes
plus token long haired pencil necked nerd
anarchistic disruption (holy cow) seldom heard
except during amber alert
contrary to violence prone
human nature, how
out of simian character and absurd.
Honest to goodness effort witnessed
courtesy eyes of big brother,
which affected shout and twist
in life and hard times rendered tragic
of one odd longfellow
surname of Mister Quist,
who once upon a time esteemed
as hotshot dejure at NIST
(National Institute of Standards
and Technology at U.S.
Department of Commerce.
The NIST Cybersecurity Framework
helps businesses of all sizes
better understand, manage,
and reduce their cybersecurity risk
and protect their networks and data.
The voluntary Framework kissed
(figurative kosher blessing
fingers to mouth non verbal communication
to hush quiet riot
unrecognizable protagonist aforementioned -
convincingly disguised Rabbi)
despite blatant underlying anti semitism,
which unpleasant vulgar sound hissed
out the indecorous maw
of zealous white supremacist(s)
across the room of ornate Synagogue,
whereby security details
quickly silenced and ushered
unnamed, unhinged, uncivil...
evil incarnate odious louts,
who did unfortunately own right to exist.
Any resemblance between said divine mortal
(an avuncular good fella,
a handy dandy bare knuckle pacifist,
albeit harmless individual)
and living persons purely coincidental.
Looking out my high-rise window
I can see shy Beauty
of civilly responsible
bird sheltering trees
Five of these
tunneling through man-made holes
in monotonously grey cement
step aside walks.
Lonely in my city window
I can see the desecrating drama
and trauma
inflicted on Gaia's organic integrity
Toxic shelters
treacherous streets
polluting smokestacks
Oil and gas fueled
Made In America
uncivil lack of holy natural
safe shelter.
Longing in my caged window
I can hear sirens screaming
and a car alarm
warning us it feels threatened
by incorporated investments
In pain
dispassion
pollution
anthropocentric dissolution.
On less barren days
when looking out this same window
I feel freer to learn
from trauma's malformed mystery
Looking up
at Gaia's heavenly sky
less troubled by unearthly anthro-hubris
as compared to trans-continental
pocked landscapes.
I notice how I feel
when looking outside
at the boarded-up house
across the street
As compared to
the organically organized green park
behind it
filled with sacred sheltering trees
Now quieting Earth's suffering
by singing with Her
up-reaching crowns of rooted trees
dancing to a holy breeze.