between this and a possible cure discovered in Melbourne, it looks like a bad time for AIDS and the people who make insane profits off of AIDS medication.
I must not fear. Fear is the Mind-Killer. It is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and to move through me. And when it is gone I will turn the inner eye to see it's path.
When the fear is gone, there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.