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the passage of the great enduring

There's been a delay and frankly I don’t give a damn. When there is little or no inspiration it is hard to create anything let alone feel like writing; to the masses.

My great enduring is part of the life process called PAIN. get ready if you have only experienced it at an emotional level you probably are next to experience the passage of movement pain and muscle pain and nerve pain and bone pain and yep I am willing to share it. Its the sneakiest of all.
One minute you are breathing the good life air and then the next you are restricted to a very limited movement where you are fighting for just the right amount to saturate your lungs and revitalize you again but in the combination of the restricted movement you are struck by electricity and then become more tense thus not letting the air pass normally ? sounds great doesn’t it.

Live in my shoes for a day. this is the improved Me .
I do have less pain in my back and arm and neck but I have the same nerve situation when the inside of me is like a nuclear reactor processing yottabytes through my life size energy processor.
Well that’s enough for now. More on the meltdown after this week.
Love and electricity
M

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Crumpet said…
There is a Radon Health Mine in Montana that has helped people with pain. Should check into it. www.radonmine.com Love Crumpet
May 27, 2010 at 5:17:00 PM GMT+2
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