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I used to drink NyQuil till my face melted off. Somewhere around half way through the second bottle I always got the sensation of my face sliding down onto my shirt. Needless to say I never cured a cold this way, in fact I'm sure it only made it worse. Now I stick to the old natural way, tons of juice.
Starve a fever, feed a cold.
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"The physical body is acknowledged as dust, the personal drama as delusion. It is as if the world we perceive through our senses, that whole gorgeous and terrible pageant, were the breath-thin surface of a bubble, and everything else, inside and outside, is pure radiance. Both suffering and joy come then like a brief reflection, and death like a pin" Stephen Mitchell
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