Super Cracking & ASMR Relaxing: Chiropractic For Sleep That's Fantastic.

Location: Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania

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Peace With Lilith

Eyes wide. Breath rushes her body through my nostrils. My naked ass hanging out of a clinic gown. The nurse outside the curtain calls my name and I remember where I am.

Realizing that... for a moment there... I didn't.

11am Wednesday, May 21st, 99 hours after my 38th birthday, and I'd rather be staring down the barrel of a fully-loaded clinic schedule with smoking hot cases of back and neck pain.

Opening up my waiting room reading material, the first paragraph reads...

"In myth and story, we find that the consequence for an entity attempting to break, bend, or alter the operating mode of the Ineffable is to be chastened, either by having to endure diminished ability in the world of mystery and magic...or lonely exile from the land of the Gods, or a similar loss of bumbling, crippling, or death."

lol... Thank you... that'll be all, Dr. Estes. I think I'll just sit here and meditate until my name is called.

6 hours later and I can feel the anesthesia waning. Gazing into a fire, and feeling just the slightest loss of control in each thumb as I hash out this story for you.

Some masters have taught that being afraid of death is a waste of energy.

Psychologists label this fear of the human psyche thanatophobia. It's a sickness to be fixated.. on sickness and death.

Receive a breath

To contemplate mortality and the finality of your totality in this mystical duality... is a serious endeavor

It can give you the shivers in yet another example of how the ASMR is born from within

Sink in

Make the agreement in your mind that your timeline is finite

Then fall in love with this moment that joins the timeless and the twilight

Now... we can move along the spine-line with crack hacks painted in blue, the instantaneous glue that holds for a moment... or two.

Jumping down the back... crack after crack,
I hope you enjoyed the thorax climax
that was audio leveled so that you can relax.

The sacrum was the primary suspect in this low back debacle. It'll be certain in a few visits as this case progresses and the effectiveness of the adjustment is evident, or not.

Cervical Range of Motion
Like a strange circular potion
That heals any notion of commotion
Creeping in the region of the brain-tail ocean

Medulla Oblongata

The left cervical required 2 thrusts to get all the way through... thus...
demonstrating stability & flexibility
in this ode to tranquility.

Melatonin

Things get goofy at the end but before we get there let's finish the story

LAST YEAR

The doctor throws a folder on the table and opens to a few pictures of what I figure...

is the inside of my butt.

It was a : oscopy

I'm all about tone.

This doc had assassin like professionalism yet his demeanor remained slightly musical because he looks like Frank Sinatra.

He walked away like "The Summer Wind."

I stood up...

and began to cry.

The nurse asks "are you alright, Brent?"

I prayed for 5 days straight.

I recruited. There was only one magical being whose heart is pure enough to trust with assisting me in this prayer. The Vampire from Season 1: Episode 9.

and on the 5th day Dr. Sinatra called with a "Fly Me To The Moon" kind of hope as he reported the report...

"Your clear"

I let that sink in...

for one year.

And on May 21st I was given a new set of photographs...

of the inside of my butt.

and a clean bill of health to go with it.

And that brings me to now.

Sharing a ceremonial fire with the bats and a cricket symphony.

Feeding the flames with ax chopped fuel that I have fastened my fears and flaws upon. And the atoms of this hospital bracelet... that soothe me with memories of tie-dye festival wrist bands... return to ash.

Letting go of attachments

Accepting the previously neglected wisdom from my soul

Death sings us a song that makes Puccini's Madama Butterfly sound like a Furby with dying batteries.

Sometimes when I ramble like this I wonder if I'm actually saying anything at all.

Duality

Some people will read this and think... that I have cancer...

So one more time, for clarity.

I don't have cancer.

But I did recover a pearl from this death meditation

And. That. Is. Trust

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