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Planting Tree Therapy

Why do we aim hot hate at each other causing further cracks and craters in dried-up deserted skin, when we could choose to heal and recreate formerly fertile forested and grassland soils to reform and rejuvenate subclimates of therapy? ReCreating springs and filters of and for clean rich waters, together restoring healthy air to breath more deeply together as we plan Earth's further fun and happier rejuvenation, yet another year, and season, decade and millennium. We retain subclimates of good cooperative potential so urgently needed. We have no time left for guns and missiles. We have so much labor-neglected waste and humane depreciation for machetes and rakes and shovels. No time left for any isms short of multiculturally rich Earthism. For this we emerged and to this center we each return happier together, more prosperous, co-mentoring ecopolitical therapists. Those who choose revenge and terrors do not believe they have been given a choice; that they have been born into a mess out of which they can only compete to explode first and best. And, who among us has never known this victim of Earth's vast apathy despair and darkly smoldered for revenge? These are those most worthy of catching this compelling vision for co-redemptive healing of their landscapes and nurturing rivers, within as without, purifying our formerly chaste seas and skies all perpetually polyculturally polypathically revolving around and with one another in hope of further resonant resolutions, fertile regeneration. Pathologies of eviL no more or less than healthy Live as spelled-out swelled-up in reverse.

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