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Health Investment

We have, I hear, between each in-out breath, only our integrity of potential wealth for empowering health. And so I feel compelled to ask, What would it take to draw us away from our entertaining tools and fascination with weapons? To, instead, fall in love again, with Gaian co-empowering outside healing places? How will we deeply learn HolySpirit anima mundi romancing holonic living Nature, health-wealthy relatedness, ego individuation from eco-habitat integrity and diversity of our own sacred loving-kindness Nature? Without an outdoor universal-unitarian affluent-effluent love affair, a sultry night time flirtation with moonlight and stars bright. What will you regret as you lie dying in a hospital room drugged and hooked up to communicating machines more than communally interdependent organisms? Perhaps having lost a bed of leaves under long-loved oak trees, raising your arms or branches, as you are still able, to kiss such ancient full moon light still singing with our distant past and future renewing moon starred-bright.

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