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Well I woke up again on the floor today, Not uncomfortable, but a little more sore than usual. My left shoulder was aching in pain, My grandmother has Trigger Finger, so I focused my attention towards helping her. I found a neighbor who had an aloe plant he freshly cut. Lectured a little bit about it, and cut the cactus open. Spreading the gel like plant guts on her fingers. Feeling her pain. Knowing the way of my intuition and methods.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 1:49 AM UTC
That Time Again
Well I woke up again on the floor today, Not uncomfortable, but a little more sore than usual. My left shoulder was aching in pain, My grandmother has Trigger Finger, so I focused my attention towards helping her. I found a neighbor who had an aloe plant he freshly cut. Lectured a little bit about it, and cut the cactus open. Spreading the gel like plant guts on her fingers. Feeling her pain. Knowing the way of my intuition and methods.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 1:49 AM UTC
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