03c^els alert erratic muscles oxidation by the nervous system burnout

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    The little eyelid twitch:

    I said to my daughter, in the habit ofblocking off her ears as she grew up, througchildhood, and adolescence, my bugging wo

    an adult surpassing her immediate needs. Na young woman and her physical absence, Ithe iridescent soap bubble entrapped thoughthe metaphysic mobile phones communicatincall unanswered the receiver switching to vomail for a message to be registered. I also tr

    receiving my niggling esoteric thoughts bubble w

    drift out by the breeze of my intention, assured I'there the day she'll be bogged down. That day wshe'll call out for guidance. Her mind will turn intodarting needle after the mental sniffed out specifcolored balloon and pops it out of space. That dabe good as in mind there with her, on her shouldwhispering the words of comfort to the rescue ofneedsb as the thought that went out one day tostuttering people, bearing the remedy repairing tstrands of a nervous short-circuit that musculamischief provoking wild eyelid twitches which at

    time of my life made a run up on my age, at mommy body was at loss of resistance to stress.

    The light eyelid twitching didn't bug me tomuch, until the muscular oxidation spread from mright eye to the left socket. The sharp twitches

    gated, spasmatic, convoluted, from a random spur, to an unrelenting annoyance, into an ongoing irritacalled for serious attention.

    I recalled in the first months as an expatriate attending Christian Brothers College, when breaking abulary words with the high school boys at break. While speaking, it emerged from their eyesight fixata silent questioning; 'Why do you talk like that?' Taking conscious, I peered in their eyes to read deep

    am of a mocking seated, saying; '...You talk funny.' These were insults against my handicapped, in a gwth to conscious. The boys evoked an awareness at bringing the lisping words to the forefront, as a taolve. Pell-mell, I sought a lisp corrector, while too ashamed to ask around. In time, I came to the conclu

    anguageffuscularwitch

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    sending the organ to a fitness studio. I also set a perseverance period, which became a mooncycle. Then, one day, hitchhiking while I had the driveway home in sight, I pulled back mytongue hard in retrieve against the lining and kept the organ suspended in the pit in my mouth.with the odd lump in my mouth, I was saying to the driver of a car that had pulled up ahead onthe road shoulder; Pretoria, and stepped in. I concentrated on staying on course, to find onceat school, an immediate alleviation of the boys' airy fixations on me.

    My bewitching eyelids brought back from the ages that lisping experience, to recall howsoft a traumatic adolescence moment ceased to exist, to be forgotten in time. By the principle ofan injuries in the limelight on the exterior of the body readily identifiable to one's eyesight in thedcor of natures' repairing the wound itself to leave behind a scar. Aware that it is primordial at

    identifying the sourcec, spotting bodily malfunctions, before emphasizing a mental alchemistdispatched to the ailment, and assuring the raw material for a pharmaceutical corps'stherapeutic processd.

    At loss of tools, I searched through the cobwebs of my mental controls, the years sincebringing into the laboratory my body for maintenancee. I had in mind a miniature defibrillatorpaddlef device, that I can carried through the day, when I doze off, and there when waking up from my sleep.withmy tongue I wet the pad of my middle finger and with the moist dabbed the twitching eyelid. I

    rehearse. Repeating and feeling the breeze of a chill on the skin, while wondering how to getnear an ice cube shock effect to accelerate the muscle response. Without better tools than afinger, I continued. I exasperated at the short lasting chill effect of the moist to shut down thespasms .

    Without sparing a thought, because it isn't in my nature, having reasoned thatpunishment impairs intellectual development, however harsh or subtle only slips into hiding theelement in the spirit of house training a new born puppy. The little creature that keeps one onthe alert, and at an imminent inattentive moment, the puppy sits in a bleeding puddle. Even lateat catching the deed that is done and can't be changed, the discipline requires a gentle lift whilethe voice reassures the puppy in an aerobatics lifting through the air to land in a sand box, thegentle reassuring words; This is your toilet.

    One exasperates with the prospect of having no effect through these first few days. Yet,like an owner painting a double story mansion, I recall his words, and contrary to me,characterized by the least efforts keeping the end in sight. He said; I don't look at the work thatstill awaits me, but keep on measuring back there, the work I've already done.

    I grew doubtful of the mild finger dabbing technique, but have grown experiencingphenomena of window's present reflection, to peer in the shade and seek where lies in theshadow of the past the gauge of subtle progress. Set up the mental gears, the image of sportmachines; setting a pace, a target, and anchors one's mind, to which the twitching eyelid gaveme no choice. I persevered, the initial hour, the coming and going of days, till a week passed,

    and in the next months dissolved. Then, it was in recalling the past, when the convoluted

    twitching were numerous at hammering frustrating repercussion to a spasm long and wideunder my eyebrows. Stringed together, these spasms as they appeared retrieve, until only a fewspurs under the skin were distant and apparent definitive. A message to the little muscle thatthe oxidization has skulked into a mental oubliette.

    One day, like an escapee from an mental institution after a number of years in silence,sprightly as sporadic the unrelenting twitch returned. Lazy, my hope of ever been over and doneshattered. in desperation, I wet my finger and haunted down the resurgent twitching. Dabbedthe muscle with a dose of chills. After playing a hide and seek game for a while, the spasmswiftly disappeared and went into hiding in the undergrowth. On the alert for the mysteriouslurking spirit, I caught the slightest nervous insinuation, once again, I caught up, taming the wildbeast and send back home. To my surprise, the next day the little twitch had vanished as subtly

    it had reappeared, and since forever.

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    a .../... Elsewhere; Telepathic soap bubble, details on the esoteric function of thought bubbles...b .../... Considering; she grew up in an environment exploiting the metaphysical aspect of life.c .../... basis to acupuncture, if to move energies...d .../... In this series, time is my witness listening to the amazing silent voice of the body organs...e .../... In this series, correcting similar unwanted bodily malfunctions...f .../... Emergency electric shock cardiac revival device .