Alberto Roman

  Postcards From the cure machine. 1  A while back, in shamanic circles a story went around about a legendary female healer.from Taiwan. Men from all over the world would go to her.for a session of her miraculous powers. Her fame and notoriety came for the capacity to cure ailments in the sacral chackra/ genital area of many a brother. Apparently, the patient would walk into her two room hut, disrobe, and lay nude on a flat wooden table.  The old old woman would come out of the.other room through a beaded curtain waving holy smoke with one hand as she recited phrases from an unknown tongue. She would stop at the edge of the table, scan you with her other senses, and suddenly grab a man's sack vigorously with her very strong hand and twist, turn, back and forth a man's package till he grimaced with an expression speaking of terror and exhilaration at the same time. Her "cure" rate is reputed to be a hundred per cent since there were never any repeat customers. 2. A

    Postcards from the Cure Machine (2) 1. This is a "radiation dieta."  Yes, this is a "radiation dieta."  That is what this is. 2. At the waiting area for Kali therapy ( the young therapists conceded to my suggestion to name the Linear accelerator machine after the Goddess, can you believe it?) we applaud, cheer, as one of us has rung the bell at the reception desk meaning their treatment is over.The staff, friends and family holler up. I look over at Michelle who is with me this day as she tears up hearing the initiate praise and give thanks to Jesus and I, have tears running down my face behind my covid mask.   3. "Improvise, adapt, overcome," the gracious gentleman from the West Coast transmits to me his motto.  He had been in remission for years but now Mistletoe Therapy is his last chance and last stand to live just a little longer. I am remembering him as I await my turn for another dose of the ionized green beam. It was a few months back when We m