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The Hills Are Alive

I grew up gay and singing in musicals. At the time, these two seemed coincidental, diassociated, although in retrospect.... Some dancing too but with no training in that area, more about singing. I grew up with The Hills are Alive with the Sound of Music. Then I stopped growing up, and went about the sometimes cooperative business of Mastering Community Economic Development Public Administration Divinity (which Bucky would call Synergy) and certifications Permaculture Design, for HIV medications, and high blood pressure, and bad cholesterol outweighing the good. Then I began growing out, and shorter, singing The Earth is Alive in all Six Senses of Musical Opera. Now I'm growing more deeply into long term polycultural ecotherapeutic outcome planning, cooperative financial and health-investment, for both interior and exterior landscapes, polypathing co-elationally to bicameral rhythmic heart beat and air flow, dancing a PolyCultural Opera as cooperatively possible through PostMillennial ReGenesis WinWin eco-political coop networks. They are everywhere once you learn to see through time's health investment balance, fractal-octave polycultural prime function, e-squared = c-squared bicameral eyes, and trees, ears, and Earth Tribe sounds of music, and autonomic bilateral diastolic precessive flow with diastatic and post-recessive health regenerate hearts, and autonomic dipolar diastatic yang through fully purged yin nurturing breath-flow function, like a tornado of wind in slow, sustained, self-regenerating inclusive pace of gratitude for less bad attitude. Love Development subliming Anger Management.

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