A Room for A Lab

I have made it to coffee again today and there is a quiet sparkle within from yesterday.  I connected with the vector system for disease and I was able to show shamans that the immunology within them is strong.  They have a darkness and deal with death well.  That creates a slowing for the study of pathogens.  The mystical is removed, and thus the Wiccan or wizardry multiplication of strains of bacteria cannot occur.  At the end of the day, they understand the Epidemiology of the disease.  It is its seed or basis.  Then understanding the spread becomes tres facile.  Maybe my sorcery has left the vicinity finally being approached by full length mirrors and I can just walk away.  Jeff has been a doctor in immunology the whole time as well as Cherokee chief, police, and shaman.  His reign began when he was 3.  He also has a cousin who is half Inuit, thus dealt with them as a reservation police officer as a child.  The man is so very dominant.  Mine started at birth.  He gave up a contract with Korn as a front man (Korn's known frontman is actually a coroner in L.A. and wanted to work in both areas at Jeff's side as ian intern), to study me in the privacy of his room in his apartment.  I would get up in the morning and make his coffee and eggs, I would then do work on the internet and writing to my CIA contact CIA (up to 50 pages a day), and then I would clean the apartment and do laundry.  He would then come home from work at whatever hour the day called for.  We then had alone time in his room.  He played things on repeat on his computer as we embraced and I slept.  I spent about one week a month at my rented room in Carmel, IN.  We did have one culture evaluated by an outside lab.  It was a bladder infection caused by my female circumcism when I was 16.  There was no treatment for biologics with that torture, actually the opposite, with transients contacting the wound.  My believed father is one sick man.  Even Jeff couldn't believe the results.  He then knew how much pain I had been in for over two months.  The substrate was visible and thus they prescribed an antibiotic quickly and it went away.  They were so surprised that Jeff would let me go there, and that I did not return with an amplification of the infection.  Jeff, I share this not to disturb your privacy, but to tell you that I, by inner conviction, was studying you by mere association, in a way to bring mercy, and NO medical or psychiatric care for you with physicians in a hospital, clinic, or jail environment.  I took it away and now you are as strong as the Line Deputy, immunologically.  Good luck with your pursuits.