Walking miles and miles and miles... down a wilderness trail summer was over it was turning cool............often finding himself in other peoples back yards trying to navigate around their man made junk, meaning no harm just 'TRAVELING THROUGH' he would announce... often nobody was home those were the easy times of no bother .. but when there was a person or persons at home.... in one case a very aged old woman with a blanket draped over her head , He would announce meaning no harm... he was just trying to work his way onward down the trail .... they were the obstructions and yet he hoped they did not mind... he was following the path and their backyards just happened to be protruding into it, not the other way around the path had been there forever, not the houses and people....
The further down trail he went he noticed more frequent lancing stations... he began to get it, it seemed to him the further people walked down the long trail.. the more toxins were built up and then released needing to be expelled... an abscess had formed on the roof of his very own mouth... it was bothering him.. the attendant at the lancing shop reached in his mouth with a surgeons blade.. and punctured the abscess.. out flowed a brownish toxic liquid oozing out into his mouth and then came out with spitting and like vomit hitting the ground alongside the trail... he could see he was not the only one that had developed these cysts on the roofs of their mouths, there was a whole chain of cyst popping facilities along the trail..... He bought his own X-acto knife thinking I will save some money next time and reached in his own mouth the next time it flared up and give it a nick so it could drain... pushing out the puss with his tongue .... he felt so much better... when it was done draining, awful as it tasted ... spitting..yuck, but what a relief, Mouthwash please.
I am all Minty Fresh... do you love me now?
He took some odd solace in realizing he was not the only one this happened to along the trail.. else why so many ever increasing lancing stations? one of the lancing station attendants gave him free advice: be careful not to get any of the contents of others abscess's on to yourself as it is highly contagious.... the walking for miles and miles and miles was a purge he came to realize a natural free gift...... from whomever wherever....
He thought to himself ,What you say, how you say it, how it is interpreted by the listener.
He came to the question: HOW DO WE FIGURE?
The Abscess in the mouth:
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