Climate Health Marching

Marching and dancing and singing in and of and for healthy climates regenerating wealthy landscapes, ideally coming together, like masturbating in pubic, but subtly, and trans-genderally clothed, only on the inside as if outside, cuming together as one new multicultural regenerator march. Sexy strutting marchers but with opulent simplicity remixing mindbody co-arisings, with polyculturing health-wealth resonating perpetual just-right foreplay climates, then simulcasting decomposing re-investments, of and for self and other cooperatively, and sacredly, internally as externally, perpetuating our collective climax fertility. Climate marchers that cum together spray cooperative ownership and mutual-governance to gather future generations of climate-healthy marchers as public, yet resonantly private, master incubators. This liturgy of sexy climate marching grows room and spaces, folds and places, for both sad becomings into ego-loss, making more room to commence with singing glad being Earth's echoing climax of zero-sum eco-gain, rhythmed not sin to sin, but Win to Win further healthing days and fertile nights. My climate march begins at midnight with sad responsive songs of dualdark longing to be rid of depressing competitive pathologies, then rise with dawning trusted landscapes to greet this new EarthDay, to sing and dance and march with glorious cuming resonant echoes shimmering through Earth's capital domes and turrets, until we ring together West and East Left and Right Yang and Yin in perpetually resonating climax.