A recollection of my fearful experience at the doctors parlor

I meet a fine Lady, too late in my life Can play an ugly part To entice and excite my loins Dr. Beh is going away bbbb Ne'er to lie another day was just a bore and a whore music is healing nothing but a big fat snore purple adult spots dance across the ceiling The tip of my tounge is not sharp, But it is split into to two. Or is this world much too sublime? I am no longer in my prime, Just like a soda and lime I'm never going to take a leak again chocolate because my eye is gouged with a pen fanny pack wet drink fifty times longer than she was corduroy rumbledethumbs who in the world do you think?

A recollection of my fearful experience at the doctors parlor

Do not look to see whether they are made of a precious or a perfumed wood; they better deserve the name of crosses when they are made of mean, common, worm-eaten wood. I assure you this thought is ever returning to my mind, and I know only this refrain; undoubtedly it is the canticle of the Lamb; it is a little sad, but it is melodious and beautiful: Francis de Sales - Introduction to the Devout Life 'If you have carefully stored up the fruits of past consolations, you will receive more; to him that hath yet more shall be given, but from him who has not kept that which he had, who has lost it through carelessness, that which he hath shall be taken away, in other words, he will not receive the grace destined for him.

Rain refreshes living plants, but it only brings rottenness and decay to those which are already dead. There are many such causes whereby we lose the consolations of religion, and fall into dryness and deadness of spirit, so that it is well to examine our conscience, and see if we can trace any of these or similar faults.

But always remember that this examination must not be made anxiously, or in an over-exacting spirit.

A recollection of my fearful experience at the doctors parlor

Thus if, after an honest investigation of our own conduct, we find the cause of our wrongdoing, we must thank God, for an evil is half cured when we have found out its cause.

But if, on the contrary, you do not find any particular thing which has led to this dryness, do not trifle away your time in a further uneasy search, but, without more ado, and in all simplicity, do as follows: Humble yourself profoundly before God, acknowledging your nothingness and misery.

Alas, what am I when left to myself!

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Francis de Sales - Mystical Flora or the Christian Life under the Emblem of Plants 'Come, let us trudge on through these lowly valleys of humble little virtues, and we shall find the rose amongst thorns, charity which shines forth in the midst of afflictions from within and without, the lily of purity, the violet of mortification, and many more than I can tell.

But, above all, I love these three little virtues sweetness of heart, poverty of spirit, and simplicity of life; and these great exercises of charity visiting the sick, helping the poor, consoling the afflicted; but all without flurry, and with true liberty.

Our arms, as yet, are not long enough to reach to the cedars of Lebanon; let us content ourselves with the hyssop of the valley. Lord Jesus, say I, what can have brought the sorrows of death into the soul of life except love, which, exciting commiseration, drew thereby our miseries into thy sovereign heart?

Now a devout soul, seeing this abyss of heaviness and distress in this divine lover, how can she be without a holily loving sorrow? But considering, on the other hand, that all the afflictions of her well-beloved proceed from no imperfection or want of strength, but from the greatness of his dearest love, she cannot but melt away with a holy sorrowful love.

So that she cries: Francis of Assisi - Works of the Seraphic Father 'These are the weapons by which the chaste soul is overcome: He who retires into the desert avoids three combats: Fly from the world, if thou wilt be pure.

If thou art pure, the world does not delight thee. Gertrude the Great - The Exercises 'Thou art the glorious mirror of the Most Holy Trinity, into which the eyes of the clean of heart may gaze, here only darkly, but there face to face.

Come, sprinkle me over with Thy purity, and I shall be cleansed. Touch the secret places of my heart with Thy cleanness, and I shall be made whiter than snow. Let Thy charity, I beseech Thee, prevail by its greatness, and let Thy merits infold me with their abundant holiness, lest I be held back from Thy beauty by my unlikeness.

Tu es praeclarum sanctae Trinitatis speculum, quod ibi facie ad faciem, hic autem in aenigmate solum, licet intueri per mundi cordis oculum.

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Tange tua munditia cordis mei intima, et super nivem dealbabor. Praevaleat quaeso tuae charitatis magnitudo, et involvat me meritorum tuorum copiosa sanctitudo, ne impediat me a te meae venustatis dissimilitudo.

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A recollection of my fearful experience at the doctors parlor

Within hours, my entire cortex—the part of the brain that controls thought and emotion and that in essence makes us human—had shut down. Doctors at Lynchburg General Hospital in Virginia, a hospital where I myself worked as a neurosurgeon, determined that I had somehow contracted a very rare bacterial meningitis that mostly attacks newborns.

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