some of my hemp oil stories

[Roland]

A man in Rhode Island called me and told me his 89 year old mother, who had been using my hemp oil for almost the full 3 months, had died!
My heart sank when he said it, then he added this caveat.
I just wanted you to know that her cancer was pretty much comepletely gone. My mom was so happy to be getting cured and not losing her hair. She was active and doing things in the garden and having a wonderful life, she went shopping with my sister and they had japanese seafood, and my mother got shellfish poisoning and died. I just wanted to make sure that you knew she was very happy in her last days because of your oil.

I cried the whole time he was telling me this, and I'm balling now just typing the story out.

Stories like this are the only stories I get about death on the hemp oil. I have had about 10 people who died before their oil arrived.
I had a woman who was nearly healed and she had a stroke.
an old man who choked on his mucus while sleeping.

but last week I had a woman who had done the oil for months and months and got worse and worse, and she died recently.
after talking to her husband I realized that she wasn't increasing the dosage every 5 days. she was doing the same amount all the time.
Her name is Julie and in her memory I would like to make sure everybody knows that when you are taking hemp oil for terminal cancer, you must increase the size of the doses every 5 days so the cancer can't become accustomed to it.

these are sad stories, I have happy stories out the ying yang, but I wanted to get the sad ones out of the way right off the bat.

[Brenda Shoop]

an old man who choked on his mucus while sleeping.

I do miss our dear friend.

Herb (yes, that's his name) filled the role of Holy Man for me. His Native American background, mixed with the colorful life he led, made him a very wise man. Herb loved Jesus. And he helped me with learning and defining my role in the "great scheme of things". He also helped me learn how to let go and let others define themselves too.

I've not forgotten the promise I made when we were together last, Roland.

We ARE ushering in the Second Coming.

And Herb is still patiently waiting.