Doctress Neutopia's visionary poem about building a galactic civilization.
Arcosanti, I see the stars,
ecstatic that I can see the stars.
Away from samsara of advertising falsehood and political lies
far enough from the place where the lights of Phoenix
cause us to be blind.
Sleeping at the Mind’s Garden, I see a galactic civilization
Arcosanti struggling to birth the Love Project into existence
pulling the parts of the circle into the hub of social harmony
to heal the sickness of greed within the structures of humanity.
The rainbow bridge of Lovolution crosses over
realms of human cognition that block creativity
from uniting us with a majestic artistic mission.
Underneath the Milky Way, the corporate industries
continue to spew out megatons of fossil fuel emissions
oblivious to the tipping points to mass extinction.
What other cosmic source
is wise enough to challenge a murderous Empire
that profits from poisoning the precious atmosphere
threatening to destroy the livable biosphere?
The emerging architectural paradigm for the common good
is designed to enlighten the darkness of the ignorant world.
What other cosmic force could steer us toward union with the universe?
Love so Holy, the mysteries of all universal mysteries,
the perfection of the love story embodied in imperfect human beings
saves my life from the misery of dying watching ecocide and genocide
of settler colonialism decade after decade on the computer screen.
