Bionic Ebonics…

We are all part of a wounded system…I realized that the dynamics of being wounded comes in to play before we realize we are wounded. The underpinnings of most dis-eases often lie in seemingly unrelated auric regions of our being…

…as I see the inner workings of my new merger of science, technology, medicine and love, I am inspired to evolve into a patient with patience. This miracle gift of technological wonderment has seeded my desire to find the root so I can not just heal, but surpass where I was before…

If I correct the roots in me then I will attract less of the plaque that chokes, reroutes and converts the nourishment into poison.

I hope the love, support, skills and faith heal wounds from the procedure so I can go where I have never gone before…I stand still in search of peach within.

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