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being hereIt is the same yellow and orange and red that surrounded me when I was fourteen and pissed off at my own mom for making me wipe table after table, so I guess I shouldn’t blame her for her smart-ass attitude.
Death surrounds me, Sixteen entities within a room, Clothed in blue and white garments, It is not heaven that they experience, but instead the cold steel of the blade, I feel guilt, guilt having been lost over time. A question arises, Will they forgive me?
And we are social and political hypochondriacs. Unwittingly, everyone who is working in the field of complementary/ alternative medicine is helping to put together a new and powerful philosophy that can transform western politics. Beneath all the political sub-languages or lexicons that drive political debate, there is actually one lexicon that rules. We all use