Dear Marnik Understand, This is just another one of my life-long educational experimental story(ies) in the wellness category. My teeth have been under the care of a devout criminal dentist for several years now. I would have to have many assistants to successfully keep spreading my diverse important censored messages and their blowbacks. I do like their challenges. Some have been to the point that I have to laugh about their midget mind originators.
A particular course of my latest educational experiences has been very far out of the ordinary. I almost perfect teeth during all my decades until some of the overpaid useless eater agents of the global cabal got the upper fists in my wellness struggles.
Considering all my volleys of ongoing cabal broadsides, my teeth remained extraordinarily health, with only two “silver” fillings and one wisdom extraction from many decades ago. Those were performed by a dentist that I deemed to be poisoned by the appearance of his blotchy face. During my next visit, he asked me what I did for my health. I told him that he was most likely poisoned with Sterling .925 silver, ah no, mercury. Sorry, slipped again. He researched my suggestions, but he was too far of a goner, if only from playing on death-trapping golf courses.
Something must have been nuking my entire body. I had no clue about that, because I was still gardening and jogging. Then one day, my highly sensitive military-trained dog lassoed me with his mandated leash. That began to take me down to the ground, but I was able to barely dance back to being upright.
For a few days, I could not imagine what had been the cause my sudden muscular-facia weaknesses. Like I do often, I just let the answer drift in my mind. I received several possible answers in physical forms. After a few days of research, my Unimaginables began to roll into one definite accurate single diagnosis. It was only the beginning of my over-the-cliff event.
In short, first a ⅜-inch crushed whitish stone descended into my mouth to wake me during the night. When I crushed it lightly in the morning with my thumb, it blew into small pieces and sand. Doctors and dentists were baffled by that material. I had not known that all my teeth had been painlessly and quickly been eroding. That must have happened over only not too many months.
Sorry, I’d like to share more about this, but I must go on. Hopefully, someone here will remind me for more of that teeth story that also included the effects on every cell in my body. Clueless expert diagnoses, but like always, my spirit helped me to discover the causes of this series of oral lessons. I was able to stop that erosion progression.