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How Qigong Gave Me a Better, Longer Orgasm: a PG-Rated Story of Holistic Fitness
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Can Corporations Be Healed and Still Be Corporations?
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Cleaning Up the Cosmic Attic: Healing the Unconscious Desire to Destruct
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One afternoon at the age of 11, I awoke from unconsciousness in the backseat of my mother's wrecked car. I remember the waking up itself feeling like being hit with a baseball bat, like being jarred awake. My glasses had been knocked from my face and so the contents of the car were just a blur of their real selves. I could hear my sister in the front passenger seat moaning (she had broken ribs) and could vaguely make out the form of my mother in the driver's seat, her still hand presse...