A poem about the meta-question of coordination β€” who convenes those who convene, and what patterns scaffold collective flow.

Who coordinates the coordinators

Who coordinates the coordinators? Who convenes those who convene? Who answers the call as the system is dropping the ball and humanity passes through the time inbetween?

A true Coordination Monster, an unabating force, where tributaries converge, a mighty river runs its course.

But who sits around this fractal table where all tables are forged from collective will? Those who put aside their differences and unite their skills to build? A schema of schemas, a pattern that radiates Life’s glow, A language and a grammar that scaffold for collective flow?

Only ye who are called and answer are the ones who ever may know.

β€” Benjamin Life