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...ravaging the country, was celebrating Mass in the small, humid chapel of the Hospital of Divine Providence. As he delivered his sermon, a gunshot shattered the calm of the ceremony. The Archbishop toppled to the floor, his heart pierced by a single bullet. Blood stained the white altar cloth. Bending down to give the gray-haired prelate a final kiss, a nun received his last words: "May God have mercy on the assassins...
Schelkun subsequently spent two years studying with another healer in the Philippines, and now practices his arts in Marin County. A burly, mustachioed man who likes to wear pink oxford-cloth button-down shirts, Schelkun hardly looks like a wizard. "I don't see disease written on a body with flashing neon lights saying 'Here! Here! Here!' " he says. "I place my hands to connect them to their healing source. My hands are able to feel hot spots, cold spots, pain and symptoms of problems in the body. We're not rocks. We're taught in this society...
...have organized gangs of vigilantes to drive out the Communists. Last week more than 4,000 Manila residents signed up for duty. Those who are accepted will be issued weapons and given training. The Communists are fighting back. Police last week found the body of a man in a cloth bag along a Manila highway. On the sack were the words THIS IS A VIGILANTE. Says Max Soliven, a columnist for the daily Philippine Star: "The seeds of civil war are being sown, and nobody can predict where it will...
...report further recommends more houseseminars on academic topics, pairing newsophomores with certain members of the SCR, weekly"table cloth meals" aiming to attract SCR membersand more...
...purpose on this lonesome figure and even Ginsburg #2 stirs and wakes long enough to speak: "Man, what would happen if Richard Nixon turned on? I mean, if he just had one joint, man--he'd call the whole thing off..." and out again, a dormouse, a lump of cloth once animate but no more, and turning to contemplate the mystery of a consciousness come and gone I to realize, thinking to my self: holy shit, I'm driving, and turning to the wheel a panic of road-leaving, a blurry desert scene suspension-crunching horror flash of scrub...