#740 Regeneration at Mukti- Julia Elliott
How far is too far when trying to get healthy and stay young? This is a funny satire on holistic healing and new aged health spas. Mukti is a ultra expensive resort somewhere in the islands. The clients stay in tree houses and undergo a hellish suffering cure that includes everything from bee sting therapy to leech sessions:
“Freaky to have bloodsuckers clamped to my face, but it’s good for fatty orbital herniation and feelings of nameless dread.”
The body undergoes a series of abominations until enough pustules and boils create a kind of scar sarcophagus around the body. When it is all over, you shed your old peel like a snake shedding skin and you are reborn with a baby-like epidermis.
This reminds me of some of T.C. Boyle, or Chuck Palahniuk satirical stories mocking extremism. Of course this story follows a love thread that under the circumstance, makes for some big laughs:
-I pass the wine and our fingertips touch. I imagine kissing him, forgetting that in two weeks we’ll both be covered in weeping sores.
-And we take another hit of ghoni, distillate of the puki bloom, a small purple fungus flower that grows from tree-dung. We drift out onto the porch and fall into an oblivion of kissing.
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