![]() What circle are they talking about? Oh well, it doesn’t matter, it’s the thought that counts. The off-key tone fits for sure but he has no idea what the lyrics mean. Somehow it seems like appropriate background as Mike leaves the park behind, heads up Chartres Street. Undertaker, undertaker, undertaker come and rescue me… Will the circle be unbroken in the sky Lord, in the sky. He sings: Will the circle be unbroken, by and by Lord by and by. He's off key and no wonder since his guitar has only 5 strings but he sings with gusto and the opened guitar case in front of him has a number of dollar bills as well as an ample scattering of loose change. Within the iron-barred confines of the park an old black man in white shirt and baggy black pants is strumming a battered steel guitar. Mike jogs past The Square where the artists are peddling paintings and the milling tourists are gawking or considering a buy. Like most of the locals, he’s going to want to avoid most of the mayhem. He has longish hair, several days growth of beard on his face, is wearing cross training shoes, chinos, short sleeved shirt with an unfashionably narrow tie loose at the neck. The sun is just setting and the shadows are long as Mike Navarre, reporter for the New Orleans Times Picayune hurries past Jackson Square. ![]() This will be as much a test for me as for my process. I must deal with my own personal demons here as well. I must keep him from distorting or sensationalizing as best as I can. I'd rather keep all this unheralded until I'm absolutely sure it will work on people as well as it has on animals but a reporter has gotten wind of the process and insists upon doing a story - with me or without me. sound, light, subliminal messages all delivered with the brain synchronized to alpha current. I will combine all phases of the EET to break through his trauma, i.e. Billy is his name, a poor atavistic child who hasn’t responded to any other treatment and has nothing left to lose. Now I am ready to embark upon a much more risky phase of the Electro Entrainment Therapy, or EET. The preliminary experiments have gone well. Her script is dainty and ornate, almost calligraphy: Jaquelle uses an old fashioned fountain pen to write in her journal. In her modest rooms above her offices overlooking the broad boulevard of New Orleans’ Esplanade Avenue, Dr. With her treatment they all got over their behavioral problems and acted like normal healthy animals again.īut now it’s going to be a person, a real live human being. Poor disoriented cats and dogs rescued from abuse and even torture. Up to now it’s been strictly research, with no people involved. Of course she’s thinking of the positive end of the scale. One can rise above, go from abnormal to normal with just a few treatments. That’s the Menninger theory and one in which she believes.īut now, with her new method, one’s place on the scale is open to manipulation. ![]() The scale from the psychotic to the saint is in each of us and where we land depends on heredity, chance, fate, fortune, forces we can control and those we can’t. For her treatment, for herself, for everything. ![]() Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to and purchase your own copy. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each reader. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment. ![]()
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