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Post by Ben on Jul 16, 2005 4:09:05 GMT -5
bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim
July 2003 Feline Lukemea:
After the morning teaching session at the Shadhiliyya Sufi school I returned to my ten by ten room where my dying cat had been resting. Applying the lessons that we had just recieved I placed my hands on the cat's heart and back (behind the heart). Slowly and surely pulsing waves of light began travelling down into my head, into my heart, down my arms, and out of my hands into the cat. The sensation from the light was one of complete love and peace. The light was white. Just as if you were watching a television I began to see into the cat's body. Inside the chest of the cat was what looked like a black stone fixed into the cat's heart. Slowly the light began to wash over the stone. As if it were a hardened piece of dust brought under water the stone of black melted away leaving nothing but a "hole". The white light filled up the emptyness and shined brightly. It is important to know that while there was a connection energetically to the "stone" I could see painfull images of the cat's life experience. Images of the alpha males hurting, being separated from the mother, etc. When the light shone brightly I took my hands off the cat and went to get something to eat. Two days later in the vets office it was confirmed that the cat no longer had lukemea. Much to the vet's suprise.
June 2004 possesion: It was again at the Shadhiliyya Sufi school where this account occured. My main teacher Sidi was sitting smoking his hooka taking a break from classes when a visitor to the school approached to greet him. When the man got close to Sidi his eyes rolled back into his head and he fell limp onto the ground. The man then began to speak in a demon like voice in a language I could not understand. Sidi calmly put his hand on the man's head and told whatever it was that this sort of thing was not allowed. After 30 seconds the man opened his eyes again and looked very startled. Sidi turned and said, "this man had something very bad but now it is gone".
Sept 2002 AIDS A fellow student of mine was a paramedic in south beach who had contracted AIDS from a jukie. The junkie stabbed him with a dirty needle just after my friend had revived him with a shot of adrenaline. Shortly after he learned the news of his condition he had an experience with an angel who proceeded to open his clairyvoyant vision. Using his new skills he worked for two years on clearing his DNA or family line as we would say of the darkness which had accumulated. Today he has the T cell count of a normal person and there is no evidence of the virus in his system.
July 2004 Impotence An older man came to us around the age of eighty two. He had just married a rather young woman (she maybe for the money) and he could not seem to consumate the marriage. He was given an herbal formula made from the black seed (the good stuff from Yemen) and was told to take it with egg whites each morning. We got news that the woman had run away back to her family because the impotence had been cured and overcured for that matter. She reportedly could not keep up with his demand for sex.
September 2004 Breeched Pregnancy My wife and I had a big blessing in healing the breech position of our baby. Suddenly late in the third trimester the child has flipped. When I sat in a deep meditation I had a vision that our baby was feeling an anger I was holding toward my boss at work and he was getting scared. I sat and again let the light come into the place within me and begin to wash the hurt. As the piece unravelled I could see it was not about my boss at all but it was an old wound from my early years being triggered. The light cleared the hurt and peace was established once again. Our baby returned to normal head down position the following day.
Jan 2004 Money problems Some of us don't think of money issues as healing territory. Here is an interesting account: I decided to begin clearing up issues I had with money. If indeed God always provides and is generous than why was I still broke? I came to the conclusion that I must be blocking this flow in some way because I know to be true the statement, God gives you what you want. Meaning that if in a deeper place in me a part of my being was saying no to money and God was saying "sure, I give you what you want". I proceeded to hold up a dollar bill in front of my face. I took notes on all the thoughts and feelings I had as I did this. To my suprise I found a lot of hate, anger, sadness, and fear wrapped up around money. I had voices saying, "money is the root of all evil" and "I'll never be able to support myself". These voices were deep in the but rang out like a bell when I read them again and again. I really believed them to be true. I decided to test the waters by sending the healing lights into these places. Just as usual the awsome white light came in and began working its way. As the places where the statements were held in my body opened I could see images of my mother telling me I would fail if I didn't do it her way. I saw confusion about the truth of money. I saw all sorts of things I had picked up from my family, friends, and experiences. The places released one after another and in the old spots opened new qualities and new understandings about the nature of provision. I sat for a time and let these things really anchor in deep. I then got up an got something to eat. The next day I recieved $3500 from and unsuspected source and later that week $25,000 both as gifts. It is amazing how our inner realities play out in physical form.
al'humduli'llahi rabbil'alamin
Ben
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Post by Joe on Jul 19, 2005 20:53:14 GMT -5
What happened with Kirk in State College?
Do you know about the "Magic" apple trees on the beach in Israel?
Thanks for the acounts, I think we can turn the world around with positive "spells".
First rule of Degicank "Never Stop!"
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Post by Ben on Jul 22, 2005 3:33:25 GMT -5
Joe,
I am not sure the Kirk you are talking about from State College.
I would love to hear about the "magic" apple trees in the holy land.
And now more healing accounts:
September 2002 Immune System Disorder For those of you who don't know I was near leathally exposed to a toxic substance used to dissolve industrial grade adhesive while renovating a house in 2000. The effect it had on my system was very similar to AIDS in that it rendered my immune system's capabilities minimal to say the least. Many opportunistic microbes found their way into my body. I had a fungus infecting my heart and brain. 9 different varieties of parasites showed up in lab results from my digestive system alone. I could go on about the symptoms but I should keep the focus on the healing aspect.
I will give a semi detailed account to the ending of an amazing journey. Write me if you want the whole version which is very lengthy given the mysterious accounts that happened almost daily over the course of a year and a half.
I arrived in Fredrick Maryland at the east coast's then center for Shadhiliyya Sufism. The place doubled as an alternative medicine retreat. I weighed in at 115lbs and my doctors were beginning to tell me I might not make it. Upon arrival I was greeted by the head teacher Salima Adelstein (formerly one of the heads of transendental meditaion in the States, she held the spot for nearly 20 years). Salima gave me a book to study from and a guide to several spiritual practices I would be doing in my Zawiyah (Sufi equivalent to a Native American vision quest minus the psychoactive substances).
I awoke my second morning of the retreat and went down for a group activity called al-Wird (literally "the calling of the light"). It was only me and one other student and the leader of the exersise Na'ima.
The previous day during the exersise Salima was amazed at the healing lights arriving in the room and said we had been visited by the spirit of a prophet. "All you have to do is open to this spirit and you will be healed" she said.
We began our exersise, a series of chants in four movements. In the first movement I began to feel unusual and began sweating profusely. Several times shots of energy went through my body causing me to convulse. In the second movement (each movement taking about fifteen minutes) I had the sensation that the room we were sitting in had just increased in size significantly and I had the feeling that things were walking past me. I kept my eyes closed as per instruction and kept to my inner functions. During the third movement there was a great welling up of energy in by body and with a burst that felt like being struck by a car from behind something "uncorked" within me. An electric sensation like rivers of current came pouring into me, just blasting me out of my control. I opened my eyes and for the first time I saw a beautiful white light streaming into the room from above. The light was followed my ranks of what appeared to be angels flying overhead and around. The situation was uncontrollable and it was as if something had taken me over. I continued with the chant. A rose colored light appeared to my left and out of its beautiful gold sparklings came my mother who had passed away a few years before. She looked so beautiful and happy. We began communicating in a manner with no speech. It was automatic and the communication was of all those things you "just can't sum up in words". My mother proceeded to reach into my stomach and pulled out a black light (I know black light sounds weird) and held it up to the white light which now enveloped us. The black light dissolved and vanished into nothing. I then noticed a man standing to my right. He was the most striking man I had ever seen in my life. He was wearing brownish gold robes that sparkled gold. His face was beyond any purity that I had known. In the same manner of communication I had with my mother I asked him, "who are you?". He answered, "I am the prophet Isa". When he answered I looked into his eyes and was taken into another world. All I can recollect from this was a feeling of travelling deeper and deeper and deeper. Kind of like each moment being the deepest, most loving, most meaningfull moment of your life and each moment being more rich than the last. I remember reaching a point at which the travelling feeling dispersed and there was a disolving. There was nothing, yet there was everything. I remember that the light of the experience at this level radiated down per se into each coarser layer that we had travelled through. All the way back into the physical body. After being absorbed in the timeless dissolve I came to back in the room where I was sitting.
The prophet was still standing there. I knew that I had been healed and with an outpouring of gratitude I thanked him. I asked him what can I ever do to repay this gift. He said, "all you need to do is bow". I stood up and automatically turned to see a tunnel of golden light. I could tell that I was seeing thousands of miles away. At the end of the tunnel was the Ka'aba. Or the house that Adam the prophet first built then Abraham restored and is now the site that muslims make pilgramage to. Upon seeing this I did as he said and bowed. When I bowed there was another dissolving and when I opened my eyes once again the room was still, I was on the floor and the two others were sitting jaws dropped.
Salima returned about an hour after this had happened and immediatly pulled me aside. She gave me a full scholarship to their school of healing and told me we were going to leave in two days. I flew out to California and over the next two weeks my body recovered from the illness. I gained fifty pounds in two weeks and immersed myself in formal Sufi studies.
I met my wife at the retreat center in Maryland. She was one of Salima's helpers. She came out to California in hopes we would hit it off. We did.
Well an abbreviated version and just the very ending of an equally incredible year and a half.
Now I like to sit in my back yard, smoke organic american spirits while playing guitar, and run our organic catering company.
Peace, Ben
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Post by Bills on Jul 22, 2005 7:30:30 GMT -5
Ben could you post the whole thing? Or email it to me?
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Post by Ben on Jul 23, 2005 1:22:04 GMT -5
Bill,
Isha'llah I will write a little each day and try to get the full story in a few weeks. It is a very long story as many things happened during this time.
Ben
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Post by Joe on Jul 23, 2005 3:09:56 GMT -5
When the student is ready a teacher will apear...
Ben can you talk more about your "preperations" for this transformation. I remember meeting with you shortley before this wonderful experience, and you had already, "turned towards the light". Our experience/learning in this plane is a continuum of nonlinear temporal "one life/one time" viewed by the conscousness as a series of events. When I met you that day in at your Father's house(seemed like an oasis or paridise) you had made steps towards returning to this world on your own. I remeber experiencing a lot of magic that day.
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Post by joe on Jul 23, 2005 3:31:24 GMT -5
(cont.) It is possible your road to recover extended from your experience with Salima Adelstein was profond enough to affected your recovery "before" it even happened in this timeline. I know lsd and other pyschadelics can cause an effect reported as tripping begining a few minutes, hours, or day before the substance has even been spotted or obtained. This is also true with intense emotional turning points, sometimes when a loved one passes on a person will be phsychologically affected before even hearing the news. Ask the founder about this one. I don't want to bring up something painful, but I think you a ready to hear it now. When your Mom passed on, you played at the Phyrst. Ask anyone who was there, you were "possesed"! The whole room of people followed you into possesion. The conduit was music and more importantly "beat", but I have no doubt that Rose-light was blowing that room up into a rainbow, flashes of gold/silver light just below the threashold of conciouse awareness. Sometimes people say I'm a nut(it takes one to know one) so if anyone else was present please speak up on this forum, but Ben you might remeber who was there and you can ask if my acount is accurate. ********************* Healing power: I'm not usualy/almost never posting at this time of day but I'm having some intense healing power myself, I had one bottom and 2 top wisdom teath out about 20 hours ago. Ouch! I will reprint an acount of my first wisdom tooth experience here in a moment. This one has been interesting so far. There is a crazy pirate in Bolinas named "Bill" or "uncle Bill" (unrelated or totaly related I sang "hotcorn coldcorn" to my baby as a lullaby last night) who belives in orthodontal case law, and he can predict all aspects of a persons personality and intrapersonal relationships based on the way their teeth are set in thier head. I just looked in the mirror and my bottom teeth are siting in a comfortable way that I haven't felt for 4 or five years, to relate my new straighter teeth with my intrapersonal relationships yesterday at 4:45pm I told Jess "I guess that lady isn't going to give me a new job..." The phone rang just then, and I'm changing jobs. My new job schedule will let us never leave our daughter in hands other than her parents, and it will get me away from a horribly negative work enviroment I have been in for the last 19 months. I'm full of energy, 2 days ago I saw no escape from an abusive, irrational boss. Now I'm all "straightened out". I called Bill and he gave me approval for this change of pace. My old/2weeks left job was having a negative physical effect on me, I was pale, nauseous and lossing sleep. Now I am not pale, I feel good, my teeth are straight and I'm lossing teeth out of excitment and ideas rather than dread. Have a good night folks...
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Post by Joe on Jul 23, 2005 3:38:56 GMT -5
"and I'm lossing teeth out of excitment and ideas rather than dread."
I meant to say "I'm lossing sleep..."
************************************* The Tooth, the Whole Tooth and Nothing but the Tooth
Any problem can be solved if you have a relaxed and positive attitude. Point Reyes Station, California is a quiet town just north of San Francisco. A few years ago I was invited to play there with my jazz band Planet 22. As we started setting up in the early afternoon, I realized I had two problems. The first problem was that there was no sound coming from my amplifier. Since we were thousands of miles from home, I knew it was too late to find a replacement. I grabbed a screwdriver and a headlamp and started removing the screws holding the 5-foot tall box together. The flashlight cut a narrow beam through the dim light in the corner of the tavern. The aroma of years of beers overturned on my antique amp came to my nose. The scent was more nostalgic then nasty, old and faded, ephemeral. I removed the back of the speaker box and looked inside. It didn't seem like anything was wrong at first, but as I looked closer I noticed one of the wires connecting the speaker had come loose. I got up and walked outside to our bus to get a soldering iron. As I walked outside I realized that I might have more serious problems than a silent bass guitar. My jaw, nose, and ear were starting to feel very sore. My wisdom tooth in my lower jaw on the left side had grown in with no trouble, but then a few years before, while at work in Pennsylvania, I noticed a tiny hole in the side of my newest tooth. There is an old Korean riddle: “What when you whittle gets bigger as you work?” The answer is a hole. Well, time and tongue had worked diligently, and my tooth had a pretty big hole in it. I had ignored this problem for a long time, but as I returned into the bar I started forgetting about the bass amp and focusing in on my sore jaw. As you know, the sore tooth can be gigantic in the mind, and my whole perception of the world was fading as the hole became the focus of my attention. I didn’t feel much pain in my tooth, but the secondary symptoms clued me in that the time had come when I could not deny the inevitable. I think maybe I was scared to lose this piece of my inner view of who I was. I was scared of this rite of passage many people must go through to enter adulthood. I would have postponed it forever, but my ears and jaw and throat had become swollen and sore with infection. The ear is very close to the brain. I didn't mention my concern to anyone. I reentered the bar, turned the flashlight on, and climbed again into the back of the speaker cabinet. My friend Eli came up to see if I had made any progress. He knows my hands are shaky, so he volunteered to do the close up soldering job. We got the amp back together just in time and turned it on. It worked! With my immediate problem solved I tried to forget about my sore jaw. We played our music and then cleaned up. After the customers leave, the staff will often hang around for a while to wind down. Jessica, my wife to be, and I asked the bartender if she knew anywhere that I could have my wisdom tooth pulled right away. She suggested a place and got the number from the phone book but I quietly decided to find my own dentist after noticing that the bartender had only two teeth left. The next day we arrived at the hidden pirate village of Bolinas. It was lucky that we had specific instructions on how to find Bolinas because the people of the town take turns stealing the sign from the road that points the way. We found our way through the coastal `redwood forests and parked near the beach. Our group walked out to see where the lagoon meets the sea. We heard sea birds and listened to the waves. I said goodbye to my friends, and then my love Jessica and I left the group at the beach and walked into town to find a dentist. Bolinas is a very small town with an inn, a restaurant, a library, a Laundromat, and a small dentist's office. We crossed our fingers for good luck and went inside. We didn't know if Dr. Bustamante would accept me as a patient since I was a stranger with only a credit card to pay. We sat and waited for a few minutes. The nurse-receptionist showed us the dentist’s photo album of greatest hits. After seeing the condition of some of the previous patients, I didn't know if I should relax with new perspective or get scared of the prospects. Dr. Bustamante agreed to see me, and the nurse guided Jessica and me into the examination room. The nurse took an x-ray photograph and decided the tooth could be removed as soon as they were done with their other patient. So that we would not get bored waiting, they put the mask on me and turned on the laughing gas. We waited for what the clock said was 20 minutes but my brain judged to be 30 seconds and 3 hours simultaneously. We were young and ready to experiment, so I gave Jess a few shotguns to help her with the emotional pain of seeing her man tortured. Dr. Bustamante came in and started reaching into my mouth. I tasted the latex of his gloves as he injected Novocain into my mouth to numb it. Next he got a pair of pliers out and started looking for the best place to grip the tooth. He got a good grip and stated loosening the tooth. It seemed like things were going smoothly, but then the side of the tooth shattered where it had been weakened by the hole. Dr. Bustamante said not to worry and got a better grip on the inside of the tooth. He started wiggling it again, and this time I could feel he was making progress. I started feeling funny as he kept putting more force into pulling. The Doctor, nurse, and Jess were speaking Spanish, so I didn’t know what was happening. I knew this wasn’t the first life this same person had removed the same tooth. The doctor had his foot on my chin and was pulling with all his might, and the tooth came free! He showed me a very old picture afterwards of a 19th century dentist removing a tooth. I had a feeling it was a picture of us in different clothes. Jessica led me back to the group where our leader, Josh, was just securing a deal to purchase a local fisherman's catch of the day. I went to the back of the bus and went to sleep and missed the fish dinner. When I woke up the next day, I felt good about reaching the first milepost in my gathering of wisdom. I had my prescription filled in Redwood City, California, and then refilled at Zion Drug in Utah on our way back east. I hope I will be able to have a positive attitude and stay relaxed one quarter year from now, when I have an appointment to have my right wisdom tooth out on the winter solstice on the opposite coast in New Hampshire. ************************** EPILOGUE: It took 7 months longer to get my other tooth out than expected, and It ended up being 3 more teeth. I guess I needed a litle more development before I was ready for the other 75% of my wisdom. I kept my tooth from the story above, but not today because my new wisdom invovles understanding the ephmeral nature of this reality...
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Post by Chris Kelleher on Jul 24, 2005 10:20:03 GMT -5
I respectfully witnessed that evening, and while I do not have the words as of yet to describe that event, I will agree with the words Joe used. I had never experienced anything quite like those moments, which seemed so beautiful and without any influence of time.
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Post by Ben on Jul 25, 2005 2:17:06 GMT -5
bismilllah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim I agree and I have wittnessed the "ripple" effect of consiousness you mentioned. Although I think at the physrt that evening this was not the case. My own perspective was that I was playing in a very sincere and honest space. Couple that with having a group of loving, caring friends around and well...I guess we all drank from the love that night. I regard it less as a "posession" but more as a temporary unveiling of the deep love we hold right inside our chests. A lot of Sufism deals with learning to clear the wounds that cover that deep love so one can live in it day to day, listen to it, understand it, and follow it. Qur'an - "neither My heavens nor My earth can contain me, only the heart of My believers". Regarding preparation: I told Bill I would do a write up of the whole sequence of events. I have been working on it but honestly it will be a while before I have it done. I'll try to give some more accounts until I have it ready. Meeting my teacher Sidi shayk Muhammad Sa'id al-Jamal ar-Rifai ash-Shaddhuli: (a student of his created www.sufimaster.org to give an overview of him and some of the Shadhiliyya teachings) Jan 2002 After being bedridden for two months following a nearly deadly allergic reaction to an alternative medicine pracitioner's remedy I took Ibrahim Jaffe's advice and followed his recommendations. One of his recommendations was to recieve healings from his students. Two months of sessions later and my healer recommended that I call Sidi (the above mentioned teacher) and take the bay'at. The bay'at is an innitiation into the shadhiliyya sufi way. Basically it is a promise to try to uphold peace, love, mercy, justice, and freedom all your life. She gave me a phone number to Jerusalem where Sidi lives on the mount of olives. A faint ring came through the line after punching in about twenty numbers. "Hello" said a deep old sounding voice "Hi my name is Ben DuBois and my friend Rahima told me to call you to take the bay'at" Not missing a beat I hear, "Say I promise God" "I promise God" "To carry His religion" (I continue to repeat after him) The religion of Unity-The religion of all the prophets I promise God-To be honest-To be sincere-To walk straight for the face of Allah-I promise God-to care about my body-my self-myheart-my spirit-all my life-for the face of Allah-I promise God-to carry Your message-the message of peace, and love, and mercy, and justice-all my life- I then heard a mumbling in Arabic that went on for a minute of two. After he was done saying the prayers he asked me to give some money in charity to the poor for what I had just recieved. "Thank you my son" he went to hang up. "Wait, wait Sidi can I ask you a question?" "Yes my son" "I am very sick and nothing can cure me. Is there anything I can do?" He said in a loud voice, "Be ready for my spirit my son. I will send my spirit for you. And I will pray for you" He then hung up and I went to get something to eat. Not knowing much about Sufism yet I didn't think much about what Sidi had said. "I will send my spirit for you...". I had no idea what to expect and quite frankly I thought the whole thing was flakey. Later that night I was downstairs in the basement room doing a meditation. I was plugging away at the homework my healer had given me. About twenty minutes into it something strange began to happen. I was sitting with my eyes closed chanting away and a presence so strong that I started shaking arrived in the room. Before I could even open my eyes whatever it was swooped towards me and "Wooosh!" A light brighter than a camera flash swallowed me in a striking fashion. I can remember being immersed in a bright golden light and feeling a deep sense of peace and love. It seemed like I was there for days. I came to only about an hour later still sitting in the room. "Be ready for my spirit. I will send my spirit for you"
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Post by G on Aug 8, 2005 14:10:27 GMT -5
Do you all really beleive in this stuff about harmful parasites living inside of about 80% of Americans? And about all the natural supplements that you can buy to get rid of them???
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Post by Ben on Aug 11, 2005 1:50:14 GMT -5
G-
I do know that we all have "harmful" microbes inside ourselves all the time. Our bodies keep them in check. To the same note we all have cancer inside of ourselves but same again our bodies keep it in check. When our systems become compromised the microbes get their chance and still our bodies do an awsome job taking care of business for the most part.
In this day and age we see an emergence of new chronic degenerative conditions that are difficult to treat with AMA conventional medicine. This for one opens the door for every alternative practitioner around to stand up and make their claim to healing. Secondly it creates a difficult switch for the ones who have depended on the knowledge and style of AMA medicine which largely does not empower their patients to become thier own healers. For example: people with chronic fatigue or fibromyalgia have to sift through huge piles of information, test and try different methods, and become educated about their physiolgy. People who market alternative remedies have been able to have high visability as of late because of this new dynamic. Some are straight, some are not.
I believe most supplements are not needed. Whole grains and vegetables can go a long way. Not eating much at all can go a long way as well. I also believe the earth gives us most of the medicine we need and it is best as close to how you found it (i.e. not powdered in a pill).There are however many beneficial supplements for folks with definate needs.
Parasites? The earth gives us garlic. Works better than any pill, capsule, tablet you will ever find excepting one very high powered AMA antimicrobal which happens to be very dangerous. The trick is to crush it and eat it asap after the crushing. There are two components in garlic that when crushed they come together to make Allicin. Allicin is the antimicrobal you want. After fifteen minutes Allicin will begin to break down into sulfates which are not antimicrobal but still beneficial to the body (mostly benefitting the cariovascular). So crush it, get it on a spoon within seconds, pop it in your mouth, don't chew, chase with water and a big spoon of yogurt if you want. The yogurt helps dull the ensuing heat, pain, nausea the garlic tends to cause during its first five minutes or so in the system. To get rid of the smell eat a bunch (and I mean a fair amount) of parsley. Taking garlic in this way handles many things. Here are a couple:
Various intestinal parasites: 6 or more cloves a day (first thing in the morning) up to four months or until symptoms disappear
Common Cold: 1-4 cloves first thing in the morning
Respiratory plague (Russia 1980's) - Cured with 15 million pounds of...yes garlic
There is however another side to this whole thing. If you are busy with releasing yourself from every ugly quality amd changing it to every beautiful quality, then you will see what is amazing, and you will reveal the hidden secrets, and you will understand the following saying:
Your cure is in you but you do not see Your sickness is from you but you do not feel You allege that you are a small star While you contain the entire cosmos
Allah
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Post by JOE on Aug 16, 2005 9:33:22 GMT -5
Thanks Ben, this will be intersting to a lot of people, can you give us more whole food remedies?
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Post by Benny on Aug 18, 2005 0:30:30 GMT -5
More whole food remedies:
If anyone has a specific concern please let me know. I am pulling these out of 100's. Anything of the top of my head from my cataloge that might be of special interest.
HIV / AIDS:
Take two whole grapefruit and two whole lemons. Juice them whole (zest, piff, seeds, and all, the whole thing) and combine well. Take one tablespoon every morning until viral load becomes non-existant and T-cell counts resemble a heathy count.
**The author of this remedy used it with such success the government of Israel investigated his methods (he was treating patients in the holy land). I have no experience with this one but I trust the man who wrote it with my life.
Here's a pertinant one for you rockers:
Extraction of periferals from Narcotic use (ie. LSD in the spine, etc.): Raw Goat's milk every morning on an empty stomach. Wait one hour before injesting anything else. A cup will do. Take for a month. In Joe's case about six months.
Psychological Depression: Drink 1 cup of milk with 1 tsp of organic honey and 1 tsp of ground cloves added for 3 weeks every evening.
There are just so many. Anything specific let me know.
Ben
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Post by Ben on Aug 18, 2005 0:33:14 GMT -5
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