Press Release

The not so Great Swami Minister of Health unleashed a Press Release today. One member of the O So Commercial Media bothered to show up and described it as more of an assault, really, than a release, more of an appalling mauling than a kiss. and about truly unpressing fortunate events, totally unusable and surprisingly sick for a minister of unsick. First, thank you so much for coming, s/he began, and going through our not so clearly naked Exit absence of signs and sighing whistles and untoiling bells. Life is not death, unless you prefer it that way or you are a victim of cruel and unusual private sector neglect or public sector abuse or all of the above. Deep listening before projectile carthatic pressing releases does appear to be dying out. So, in that sense of non-awareness, healthy life is dying out of all mass media outlets, but not to worry, hardly anyone goes to mass anymore anyway as it has become a highly toxic environment for thinking-feeling women and young non-altared boys in particular. Yesterday the Bishops of Sacred RightWings and Wrong Left Turns blissfully considered passing out communion through drive-by shooting windows on-line, thereby joining the Unitarians conjoining virtual RealTime grace dispensations for those living and not invested in dying which is where I came in and exited through a rarely sniffed non-sectarian portal of multiculturing health, for ecoministers only, which seems to leave out the null set, so you press and more slowly release. Folks need not even try to die this Earth-committed way. We would not like you to appear as if talking pro-Earth life stances, or cynical nature-glances lances aimed at health without despair and non-commercial dying. While media inlets prefer high numbers, where the mental health department prefers low, zero seems a more nondually compromised way to go. I realize the egomaniacs within us believe with full integrity that one is fun, and rightfully straight, but please therapeutically recall zero is radically replete as enlightenment is to the Sun Times you cannot and probably should not evenly try to read backward again. Press Releasionships make me sweat, it's much too warm in the middle of our piles. So, finally, I professionally claim this New Health Rule of Lover's Law: Thermodynamic balance within is also without or we have climatic collapse instead. That said, we also are recovering from disturbing compiliance with whole Black Holes of communion so deep and dense every time someone farts my pantyhose swell out and shout but that wasn't me because I'm your minister of loving health. That was the Other Guy. You know, the one whose shadow falls across your mirror of not so pressing unreleases. Thank you so much for coming and going. Please remember to leave all doors open on your way into healthier light. My absence of thought for this night, as you drift off into your silly place, sacred space: Earth has a mind of Her own, ecosystemically intelligent functional press and release recycles through seasons of perennial health redevelopment. And remember childhood is not something to grow out of, like a pair of too-tight pantyhose, childhood is something to sustain while we pretend to care about not so depressing unreleases that showed up to act out for some other creature with urgent impress-and-release therapeutic intent.