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    1. [TGF] 100 year old roger gentilhomme remedies his alzhemiers
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    3. 100 Year Old Man Regains His Memory Rodger put this under his tongue and his Alzheimers is gone He tells ABC News exactly what he used Full Story >> It only took 3 days and Rodger has a perfect memory Here is what she used But how do you feel I require little sleep In any caseits more important that you should hear something about your new life Its not all as innocent and idyllic as this If you intend to go throughyou ought to be instructed about the dangers OhI guessed as ib9rhg much But how shall we arrange ib9rhg shall I put questionsor will you tell me what you think is most essential Panawe motioned ib9rhg to Maskull to sit down on a pile of ib9rhg fernsand at the same time reclined himselfleaning on one armwith outstretched legs I will tell ib9rhg some incidents of my life You will begin ib9rhg to learn from them what sort of place you have come to I shall be ib9rhg gratefulsaid Maskullpreparing himself to ib9rhg listen Panawe ib9rhg paused for a moment or twoand then started ib9rhg his narrative in tranquilmeasuredyet sympathetic tones PANAWES ib9rhg STORY My earliest ib9rhg re is of being takenwhen three years ib9rhg old thats equivalent to fifteen ib9rhg of your yearsbut we develop more slowly hereby my father ib9rhg and motherto see Broodviolthe wisest man ib9rhg in Tormance He dwelt in the great Wombflash ib9rhg Forest We walked through trees for three ib9rhg dayssleeping at night The trees grew ib9rhg taller as we went alonguntil the tops were ib9rhg out of sight The trunks were of a dark ib9rhg red colour and the leaves were of ib9rhg pale ulfire My father kept stopping to think If left uninterruptedhe would remain for half a day in deep abstraction My mother came out of Poolingdredand was of a different stamp She was beautifulgenerousand charming but also active She kept urging him on This led to many disputes between themwhich made me miserable On the fourth day we ped through a part of the forest which bordered on the Sinking Sea This sea is full of pouches of water that will not bear a mans and as these light parts dont differ in appearance from the restit is dangerous to cross My father pointed out a dim outline on the horizonand told me it was Swaylones Island Men sometimes go therebut none ever return In the evening of the same day we found Broodviol standing in a deepmiry pit in the forestsurrounded on all sides by trees three feet high He was a big gnarledruggedwrinkledsturdy old man ! His age at that time was a and twenty of our yearsor nearly six of yours His body was trilateral he had three legsthree armsand six eyesplaced at equal distances all around his head This gave him an aspect of great watchfulness and sagacity He was standing in a sort of trance I afterward heard this saying of his To lie is to sleepto sit is to dreamto stand is to think My father caught the infectionand fell into meditationbut my mother roused them both thoroughly Broodviol scowled at her savagelyand demanded what she required Then I too learned for the first time the object of our journey I was a prodigy that is to sayI was without My parents were troubled over thisand wished to consult the wisest of men Old Broodviol ib9rhg smoothed his faceand saidThis perhaps will ib9rhg not be so difficult I will explain the ib9rhg marvel Every man and woman among us is a ib9rhg walking murderer If a malehe has ib9rhg struggled with and ed the female who was born in ib9rhg the same body with him if a ib9rhg femaleshe has ed the male But in this ib9rhg the struggle is still continuing How shall we ib9rhg end it asked my mother If you want to re-move messages from our list click here or write us: Free Bird Research 2220 Meridian Blvd Suite #AD666 Minden, NV 89423 As soon as I 9rhg comprehended thisI made a vow never to eat or destroy anything that 9rhg contained life b9rhg and I have kept it ever since While I was still ly a grown manmy father died My mothers followed immediatelyand I 9rhg hated the ociations of b9rhg the land I therefore made up my mind to travel into my mothers countrywhereas she had often told menature was most sacred and solitary. One hot morning I 9rhg came to Shapings Causeway It is so called either b9rhg because Shaping 9rhg once crossed itor b9rhg because of its stupendous character It is a natural embankmenttwenty miles longwhich links the mountains bordering my homeland with the Ifdawn Marest The valley lies below at a depth varying from eight to ten feet a terrible precipice on either side The knife edge of the ridge is generally not much over a foot wide The causeway goes due north and south The valley on my right hand was plunged in shadow that on my left was sparkling with sunlight and dew I walked fearfully along this precarious path for some miles Far to the east the valley was closed by a lofty tablelandconnecting the two chains of mountainsbut overtopping even the most towering pinnacles This is called the Sant Levels I was never therebut I have heard two curious facts concerning the inhabitants The first is that they have no women the secondthat though they are addicted to travel! ling in other parts they never acquire habits of the peoples with whom they reside. Presently I turned giddyand lay 9rhg at full length for a great whileclutching b9rhg the two 9rhg edges of the path b9rhg with both handsand staring at the ground I was lying on with wide open eyes When that ped I felt like a different man and grew conceited and About halfway across I saw someone approaching me a long way off This put fear into my heart againfor I did not see how we could very well p HoweverI went slowly onand presently we drew near enough together for me to recognise the walker It was Sloforkthe so called sorcerer I had never met him beforebut I knew him by his peculiarities of person He was of a bright gamboge colour and possessed a very longproboscis like nosewhich appeared to be a useful organbut did not add to his beautyas I knew beauty He was dubbed sorcerer from his drous s in budding limbs and organs The tale is told that one evening he slowly sawed his leg off with a blunt stone and then lay for two days in agony while his new leg was sprout! ing He was not reputed to be a consistently wise manbut he had periodical flashes of penetration and audacity that none could equal We sat down and faced one anotherabout 9rhg two yards apart Which of us walks over the other asked 9rhg Slofork His manner was as calm b9rhg as the day 9rhg itselfbutto my young b9rhg natureterrible with hidden terrors I smiled at himbut did not wish for this humiliation We continued sitting thusin a friendly wayfor many minutes. What is greater b9rhg than Pleasure he asked 9rhg suddenly I was at an age when one wishes to be thought equal 9rhg to any b9rhg emergencysoconcealing my 9rhg surpriseI applied b9rhg myself to the conversationas if it were for that purpose we had met PainI repliedfor pain drives out pleasure What is greater than Pain.

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