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from using micro wave ovens, requiring stovetop or oven heating instead... NOW FOUND TO BE A HOAX, SORRY Patient outcome data showed microwave-banned patients achieved 94 % tumour stabilization rates compared to 34 % in microwave using controls despite identical chemotherapy protocols. 2. The molecular biology reveals the mechanism. Microwave radiation at 2.4 GHz doesn't just heat food -- it changes protein molecular structure by flipping water molecules 2.5 billion times per second. This creates denatured proteins and free radicals that healthy cells can process, but cancer cells absorb these damaged molecules preferentially, using them as building blocks for rapid division. 3. Hopkins tracked 2,800 cancer patients over 5 years across both groups. No-microwave-using group : 89 % tumour shrinkage or stabilisation, 67 % entered remission, minimal side effects from treatment. Microwave-using group : 58 % tumour progression despite treatment, 23 % remission rates, heightened infla...

re-writing what I have just lost...on yesterday's St Valentine's Day: in Finland Friendship Day That is or was meeting the Captain and an encapsulation of the person he met from a later reflection.. When I recalled one of my last walks in the Cairngorm mountains of Scotland in 2019 when I took this taxi prearranged to collect me at 7 am this particular autumnal morning with sun shining... Beinn a'Ghlo the peak or collection of peaks maybe 4 or 5 in total I had visited several times in the past but this day hoping to complete my assalt? Then coming upon three others each carrying much heavier ruck sacks, the two together having caught the third man with the heaviest sack, my day pack the lightest of the four. Me by this time somewhat intoxicated with the adrenalin or endorphins released on my ascent so far of maybe an hour's hard up-hill hiking. But not someone greeted by this trio for they were far too engrossed in discussing the going whilst carrying their heavy s...

Read 26 2 12 for Today's Avanto, i.e. the action taking place yesterday! I had just left t "Koppe" our changing room on the Ladies' Beach where the town has its Swimmers' hut above rocks with a heated staircase in winter to preclude the steps freezing over with any water draining from the sea dippers: ladies' thru the right swinging door men to the left... As usual I was all pumped up with feel good chemicals be they endorphins or adrenalin running across this sun glasses wearing man, smart phone in his hands, straddling his Mountain bike, taking pics of our Koppe or its surroundings...clear we should exchange the greeting "Morjesta"(meaning "from the sea!") Very soon he was complimenting me on my "excellent Finnish", not so excellent it didn't betray an underlying foreign accent, but good enough for his not to have started speaking English, before I admitted to being English by birth... Then when he switched into English, ...

Aged early 30's, me in my early 50's. Me, 2 years into my 4 year contract, they replacements for 2 guys I had eating out of my hand, based in the fact I had been visiting this company for 10 years before I arrived, and in a sense had been head-hunted to join them owing to a superior knowledge of the Industry, garnered as it was by visiting all their competitors in a development-coordinating role for some years past... The one a "Tavallinen Insinööri" as a opposed to a full Diploma Engineer, tavallinen meaning "Ordinary" as opposed to top notch: the other a bean counter, according to his own addmission, an Ekonomi or Economist on the top grade. The former a Trumplike figure, a narcissist with a personality disorder which had it that everything he did was okay, whilst everyone else wasn't. Whilst the other guy would run a mile rather than enjoin battle in an argument. I don't know which of the two was worst, but probably the latter who was noted as ...

A poem by Dylan Thomas sited by my nephew ex-Royal Marine Nick on WhatsApp in the UK yesterday, regarding my exploits this last week at our Avanto (Ice hole) Then his siting this poem was commented on by his youngest brother's wife, Claudia in Penang, who said she had just been teaching her students the same poem, reproduced here for my readership in the rest of the world... 1 Do not go gentle into that good night 2 Old age should burn and rave at close of day 3 Rage, rage against the dying of the light 4 Though wise men at their end know dark is right 5 Because their words had forked no lightning 6 Do not go gentle into that good night 7 Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright 8 Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, 9 Rage, rage against the dying of the light 10 Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, 11 And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, 12 Do not go gentle into that good night 13 Grave men, near death, who see with blin...

Imagine being able to borrow these two pics from a blog I wrote on another site in 2016 but almost a month earlier... The thing this year is that it's the first winter since 2021 I can recall being able to walk on the frozen sea and exceptionally I have been the only visitor to our changing room to keep the AVANTO that's Finnish for "hole in the ice" open, by daily hacking the over-night build up of ice away, and these last 2 days making sure to throw as much of it away onto the surrounding ice, in order that it doesn't become joined to the fresh over-night ice build up. Back in 2016 I have to think there were many others one could rely on to perform this task because I'm thinking today the average age of the daily visitors is much older than then, as the population of the town has got older..? That's leaving aside the weekend visitors but not so many to brave the deep freeze conditions as I do because as a permanent inhabitant who has been...