Lesson On the Rotten Tooth
Rotten tooth
The lesson of the rotten tooth,
the pain was bad I had endured,
my big old tooth the bottom jaw,
neuralgia stuck was awful sore.
In mind I saw the color blue,
Infection healing colour,
Cayce says too,
Put it on me bloody tooth,
So sore to eat, I hit the roof.
And then I saw the colour green,
The healing colour, what I mean,
Day later results are seen,
When it’s applied to you.
Of course I tried the easy path,
But I was blocked,
No body laughed,
This learning had to do.
I have known for years visualization (seeing) something
happening in the body prods the subconscious into action, and you get good results by holding the faith.
No faith no game, sounds so bloody lame.
TRY IT!!!….Don Johnson 1-aug-11
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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