Long Uncreative Poems

What cooperative evidence
could we final climate find
for WinWin cooperation lovers
including LeftBrain secular humanities
inviting no more or less valueflow
than RightBrain WiseElder root-branch dipolar etchings
neurologically ancient bipolar temporal systemic 
body-branch, mind-root DNA enscriptured holonic trees,
DNA  river...

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First, imagine, if you can,
"Love" is not just a many splendored thing,
although it is that,
but behaviorists and existentialists behavioralize
the complex of emotions and consciousness
wearing that synergetic label
as active, sometimes spontaneous
"cooperation,"
an antonym for "competition."

Now,
Imagine you grew...

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Compassion,
love,
resilient economic exchange systems,
political empowerment,
personal revolutionary conversion,
all diverse names for one feeling of integrity
coming to us through our wise Elders;
So foolish back in their day
they had not thought to divide
sacred health from secular wealth.

Through their,
and...

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We first GoldenRule regard
each other Ego
as one special natural/spiritual
Left with Right
body/mind
ZeroZone actively balancing case
of co-mentoring WinWin opportunity
to proactively love until we die.

Simultaneously chewing while walking,
RightBrain LoveElders
listen to DNA nurture voices,
watching and feeling and smelling
nutritional golden...

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A way of considering life
is contrasted with death,

Life's regenerative meaning
outstanding in positive comparison
with endemic
indigenous
universal
multicultural prejudice against degeneration;

Preferences for health
over disease,
trust
over active distrust,
freedom of life
favorably contrasted
against stillness of decay.

And yet all such contrasts
leave unanswered
a choice of...

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Within sleepy sheep folds
of retributive divine justice
postponed til kingdom comes
and diva queens go 
to hell where we sinfully belong
like all unfaithful Negroes
refusing to shuck and jive
custody of 20/20 eyes
and to disconnect bicameral ears,

Discovering within these...

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In our scientific
secular
sometimes ecological
paradigms

We speak
and feel monocultural solitude
versus polycultural amplitude

Colonizing internal dry complexities
versus creolizing moist outside chaos
decomposing uncreative tensions
lack of creative intentions

Meanwhile,
within our gospel choirs
sacred
systematically theological
polytheistic 
and polyphonic 
transubstantiating polynomially 
equipoised poetic
polytheistic paradigms
expressing timeless robust...

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You have to be able to remember
what life feels like
with wealth of health

To believe that Creation is healthy

feels courageous,
baldly 
boldly stated.

To feel that Creators are not unhealthy
feels like a curiously in-between way
of unboldly thinking 
in...

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We were born to create, but deceived to consume. 
Slave state
We repeat what has already been had. At our best we simply change what someone else has made. 
Regurgitate 
Remove for one day or even...

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I go back,
reversing imaged time
to when I felt
and knew untrammeled internal space
responsive within external
eternally immortal times
of Earth's regenerative history.

For some,
less fortunate re-imagining,
comparing rights,
contrasting lefts
I hear no such winning exterior ecopolitics
with winning internal empowerment
and self-investment
since emerging...

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I seem never far flung from thoughts supreme and a my/their/your/importance to things at/of a conscious cramped mind. If thinking is Activity, 
Thoughts, action streams that flow from equal amounts of
"Spirits" aplenty-a necessary catalyst and music, yes
Music...

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When I felt I was under
 judgmental power,
it worried me.
 
Those causes 
brought me running 
down the hill straight home
sit by my desk 
hold my pen write, 
while listening to the sound 
of the clock...

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Call me stupid
I don’t really care
I’ve been there before
Call me reckless
It doesn’t bother me 
It makes me feel free
So, Why don’t you pull out a dictionary
Look up all the words you’d use to describe me
I...

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She was forever after known as garbage bag girl.
A pretty little lass, cousin of the earl.
It all started years ago the night of Halloween.
Mom was borrowing a costume from Auntie B Queen.
Queen had gone to...

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Comfortable spaces
Familiar places
So much effort 
Same old faces

So uninspired 

This way of living 
Kind of restrictive 
Barely giving
Repetitive going ons
To waste the day
Uncreative being this way

So uninspired 

Passions tamed
Subdued interest 
Going about it 
Lacking zest...

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My correspondence has failed
the capacity to dream up newness.
Dull wisdom predicts unoriginal
situations of uninspired flames.

Dark similarity wrestles coherence
grudgingly in filthy muck of unity.
A suitable place of common misuse
to stable forms of weariness dealt dry.

Carnal delusions...

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