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Inflictions

The greatest physical pain ever inflicted upon me was the constant spasmodic pains of the constipation I experienced after a 'pace maker insertion'. My body was not use to all the pain medications provided to me which resulted in the cure causing more pain than the illness. The pace maker procedure was an excellent undertaking, but the pain to my body that followed was horrific, and it took another trip to the hospital to resolve the issue.

However, there is another type of INFLICTION that causes a different kind of mortal pain, and it has neither a pain reliever nor mortal cure. It permeates the human race but does not spread through humans, the atmosphere, nor the environment. Notwithstanding, there are millions who are no longer inflicted. More about that later. But for now, let me describe my experience with it.

Though I knew it not, at birth there was something within me, something that I nor my parents had anything to do with, something that took up residence without permission or invitation as if it had ownership rights. I do not know what rights they have, but I understand that squatters have 'certain rights' relative to real estate. However, I'm not talking about 'squatters rights' or anything like it, but I must say that I believe that this 'thing' within me had been allowed or given authority to be there, and no mortal could make it go away by any 'mortal means'.

It was an INFLICTION of the worst sort that was not only attached to me, but also implanted automatically at conception. I was later to learn that, like me, every other mortal born before and after me bore this same infliction at conception. It was neither our choice nor the choice of our parents, but it was in us, and there was no way around it.

As I alluded to earlier, the only absolute cure for such an INFLICTION is to come into union with and to accept the only antidote which kills the INFLICTION upon contact. Jesus Christ is the antidote. He is the only one ever conceived and born without the INFLICTION.

081020cjPSCtest, Inflictions, Silent One. 2P

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