A new virus : The Gardol.

This morning I woke up with the Gardol in the head. Probably the Gardol and was the main protagonist of my nightmares tonight. The fact is that I can’t stand this word from the head. Continue to repeat it, canticchiarla sovrapensiero obsessively. Give me the Gardol. I need two or three cans of Gardol. I’m in withdrawal from Gardol.
I begin to be concerned and to ask myself some questions:
What is Gardol? Who has placed the Gardol in my mind? Why did it? It had the right?
The Gardol should be something that cleans the breath while it cleans your teeth. Nothing so disturbing, but how many other crap will be inserted together with Gardol without me noticing.
Is information that occupy space in my brain and slow down the operation. Temporary files are old programs that leave residues in the mind and alter the functioning so subliminal. While walking, while I dress, even as I speak with someone I notice that a little voice inside me inconsapovole continues to hum: “La-La-La with Gardol cleans the breath while it cleans your teeth. La-La-La with Gardol. It’s stronger than me, I keep humming unintentionally, especially if I focus.
And if the age is not just an accumulation of cholesterol in the arteries and radicals that ossidanano our fabrics? If age was an accumulation of Gardol?
Behold, this could be a new theory on old age. A theory that is added to many others. Old age is nothing if not an accumulation of Danilo unexpectedly introduced in our brains.
Eddy information working in our unconscious, invade our thoughts, which will produce chemical mediators to their representation. A new pathology much more subtle than those so far studied. No anatomical damage as it was believed once, not even a biochemical damage, as it was believed until now, but more subtle damage, damage that precedes the biochemistry, predates the anatomy, a loss of information. Altered information modified, Anatomy, biochemistry, ill. Altered thought, through chemical mediators, becomes and alters the structures and functions of our body.
That is why I was so slowed down in recent times. That’s why string to forget where I put things, I was always tired, I had little desire to do, I looked like a move, as parkinsonian. For strength, I had the Gardol levels.
But then if e ‘ cosi ‘, would devise programmes to reset from our brain all these parasitic information, delivering programs that these viruses could make us live better, longer and with more vitality.
A sort of Norton utilities for our minds too full of useless data if not harmful.
Waiting to invent these programs, it would be appropriate to monitor and prevent the emission of these messages, especially for safeguarding children and young people.
Unfortunately, while I’m writing these lines, my son Frederick three years approaches me and with her thin little voice begins to hum “Colgate with Gardol cleans the breath while it cleans your teeth. Colgate with Gardol. “
This particular seemingly so innocent and insignificant makes me cringe. Slowly begin to perceive the terrible truth.
How does Frederick to know the Gardol? He has never seen, it’s too young. I do not I never talked about the Gardol, I’m sure. No one else did.
Then how did Frederick to know the Gardol?
The truth is like a poison makes its way inside of me.
The Gardol as a virus DNA has been inserted in our chromosomes. The Gardol is hereditary and transmitted as genetic information. The Gardol no longer individual but is part of the collective unconscious. We dream at Gardol. We impestati of Gardol from head to toe. The Gardol arrived at DNA to focus of life. Our sperm have breath and clean teeth at Gardol. The Gardol is inside of us. Who will save us ‘?
HELP….THE GARDOOOOL.
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