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Our health homestead

Our health homestead

That great gloop of globule latched on to levers in our head causes us allsorts of dilemas.. it is our health homestead.. With millions of minute bloody brain cells that triggers tragedies of traumas from tiny alarm bells

The trouble is this complex of creativity is well covered in our skin so one cannot keep an eye on its functioning within..as it nourishes on food for it’s daily bread and sends signals of intricacies from amidst our head.. There is none so powerful as this intellectual case.. when it switches off it is every living creatures coup de grace

But one looks after this vital organ in abundances of ways.. eating healthily.. daily exercise and avoiding any stress dismays.. Relaxation and rest is essential for this brain.. alas neglecting all these needs will simply drive one insane..So yes our brain is a bafflement of total confusion but it knows what it is doing.. having no illusions..

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Jill Tait

Aww Thank you I wasnt sure about this one.. if people would get it lol but pleased you did so Thank you my love ❤️?❤️

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Marion

I got it Jill...you have a brain theme going on with this one and the other I just read and they are really good writes about my friend ?

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Jill Tait

??❤️?Thanks Hunnybun ❤️?❤️

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