Deva Station
Babyface
Hi U2er's, I missed Bono and U2 in Brisbane but friends told me they rocked, I'm a little too poor.
Anyway I've written about what I believe is the cure for HIV/AIDS at a forum called Physorg.com in the Medicine and Health section, it's entitled this....
HIV is cured by Methylation
I can't post the link so go and look it up, a google search for "AIDS Methylation" will bring it up on your screen.
You may be shocked by some of my stories about women, children and AIDS drugs.
It's nerdy but you'll understand if you look carefully.
Years ago I met a U2 fan who talked to spirit guides, maybe a little mad but she believed Bono was a Deva or old soul if that's a way to describe it, that's why I chose the name.
I think if Bono is going to change the world he needs the right information and I'm providing it at the link.
The cures are much cheaper than AIDS drugs as well.
So please if you have the time cut and paste the link and tell your friends.
And have a lovely day to all...
Stopping off at Deva Station
The rush was over this October
Drinking Clover and far too sober
Staring at walls from this grubby sofa
The sun went quiet
Behind the wars and the riots
Depression and recession
Supermarket lessons
I can only ask from the back of this noisy class
If no one knows then that’s fast past
And this 2 plus 2 I will do for you
Simple solutions and a bloodless coup
Serendipity in a convoluted city
Making the healing easy to do
Got your interest hikes and downright deflation
And I’m stopping off at Deva Station
I set no price if you’re nice
You’re free to think twice
Calming the mind
Setting the Deva device
For all the religions of sacrifice
That offer up others
But shouldn’t be bothered
They see devils as they shut eyes and ears
The challenge my friends is nothing to fear
You’ve been there before if you’re coming back here
I like the place and your face
And being best mates
Still I’m reeling with feelings
Under shaky flaky ceilings
For our minds are tricky and terrible things
Wreaking havoc with the static and logic that swings
At the slightest hint of a merest whim
A bloodless coup is easy to do
And I want to go back and chat with you
About changing people and their divided nations
And stopping them off at my Deva Station
Don’t miss it
Come visit
My dislocation
Cal 17\10\2004
Anyway I've written about what I believe is the cure for HIV/AIDS at a forum called Physorg.com in the Medicine and Health section, it's entitled this....
HIV is cured by Methylation
I can't post the link so go and look it up, a google search for "AIDS Methylation" will bring it up on your screen.
You may be shocked by some of my stories about women, children and AIDS drugs.
It's nerdy but you'll understand if you look carefully.
Years ago I met a U2 fan who talked to spirit guides, maybe a little mad but she believed Bono was a Deva or old soul if that's a way to describe it, that's why I chose the name.
I think if Bono is going to change the world he needs the right information and I'm providing it at the link.
The cures are much cheaper than AIDS drugs as well.
So please if you have the time cut and paste the link and tell your friends.
And have a lovely day to all...
Stopping off at Deva Station
The rush was over this October
Drinking Clover and far too sober
Staring at walls from this grubby sofa
The sun went quiet
Behind the wars and the riots
Depression and recession
Supermarket lessons
I can only ask from the back of this noisy class
If no one knows then that’s fast past
And this 2 plus 2 I will do for you
Simple solutions and a bloodless coup
Serendipity in a convoluted city
Making the healing easy to do
Got your interest hikes and downright deflation
And I’m stopping off at Deva Station
I set no price if you’re nice
You’re free to think twice
Calming the mind
Setting the Deva device
For all the religions of sacrifice
That offer up others
But shouldn’t be bothered
They see devils as they shut eyes and ears
The challenge my friends is nothing to fear
You’ve been there before if you’re coming back here
I like the place and your face
And being best mates
Still I’m reeling with feelings
Under shaky flaky ceilings
For our minds are tricky and terrible things
Wreaking havoc with the static and logic that swings
At the slightest hint of a merest whim
A bloodless coup is easy to do
And I want to go back and chat with you
About changing people and their divided nations
And stopping them off at my Deva Station
Don’t miss it
Come visit
My dislocation
Cal 17\10\2004