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Introduction ChapterOne

Looking through the Mirror

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ChapterTûo

Lifeforce

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ChapterThree

Beginnings

Chapter Four

The Immortals

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ChapterFive

The Story of Llao Slfu

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Chapter Six

Lessonsto Be Learned

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ChapterSeven

ïn and Yang

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Chapter Eight

The Vill of Heaven

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Chapter Nine

The Keris

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ChapterTên

The Nature of Reality

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Epilogue

ForaBreathlTârry....

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Appendix One

Notes

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AppendixTwo

Obsenrationsand Speculation

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INTRODUCTION

Imaglnea world where the mind and soul of rnar are foeeto reâch thchgreatestpotential,where powersonce consideredsupematurâl or paranorrnalare a simple fact of life. lmagine a place where disciscs hitherto thought incurablecan be treâtedwith the uncomplicltcd administrationofthe healersown abundantlife energy,a place where mankind caD readily communicatewith earthboundspirits, whcre powerful yogis can speakwith their Creator Cod Himself. Vouldn't it bewonderfulto dwellin sucha domain,the stuff of fairy talcs, myths and legends,storybooks, and Hollywood celluloid? Vouldn't life have a distinct flavor,a tangy zest,if suchthings were lndcedtrue? Velcome to my world. I live in such a place,where all the extraordinàrythings that I have suggestedare real and incontrovertlble. In my world Vestern scienceand Easternmysticismwalk hand In hand, embracedand inseparable,miror aspectsof the samerealIty, equâllyfactualandvalid. The opportunity to grow is thereevery waking moment, the gift of our own $eat potentialYoumight supposethat sucha destiny is fâr awat but in truth it ls at mankind'sdoorstep.There can be no doubt that humanity is once again in the processof chânging. Traditions ar€ evolving as crosscujturâl baffierc continue to fall. Old values,id€als,and conccptsare no longerblindly accepted;peopleof allcreeds,races,and nationshâve becomelesshesitantto question,to askolry

The mindofman is in a frenzyasoeverbeforeitechnologygrow, ing logarithmically by leapsand bounds.Ve have set foot on the moon and touchedthe bottom ofthe ocean.Ve havemovedat many tim€s the speedof sound and have viewed the facesof the planets around us. Ve control the power oa the atom and can replace a crippled humanheartwith that ofa suitable(andwilling) donor Ve are a st€paway from creatinganartificial,silicon basedintelligence Ve haveeven invadedthe sanciry ofthe g€neand createdclones.It seemsthat our quest for knowledge;s constrainedonly by energy, time, and financialâllocation. Ve havemademuch socialproeïess.Despitediscriminatorydis t.ibutioo, €ducationlevelsareat an all-time high for the humanrace. The phenomenonofhurnan serfdomandsub;ugationis on the wane, rebellionjs€videni all overtheworld. Peopleareawareofrheirrights andare willins to fisht-perhaps evento die-forrhem. (No simpte thing, this, wh€n you consider that the economiesof all historic empireswere foundedon slavery) Evenmore stirring is the fact that many individualsare now wjlling to fight and die for otrelpeoples rights, perhapsmoresothan in anyotherperiod in ourhistory. Vhat is equally important is that the seli-sacrificeof rhes€heroesis nor basedon any specificreligio6 belief or practice,but rather on the simple conviciion that human righrs deseweto be protected. There is a backlashto thh, ofcourse.Ethnic and.eligiousfanaticism is on the rise.Fascismtroublesus once more.Multinational cor_ porâtionsâbusetheir power èt will for $eater profits, bribing corrupt gov€rnmentsto râpetheir land and usetheir own cirizens.The planett ecologicalbalancehasbeen destroyeo-permanenuy,some people claim. Our flora and fauna are dying, rhe planet suffering The Almighty Dollarnrles, andconsumerismis the creedof the day. It seemsthat for all our power-for we are powerful-we have yet to answerthe fundamenralquestionsof life.Wbo areoezWlweare wegoh4t Why areae hrel Wbataft oxrjùeft t cababiliths, ohat ourJinal potentiabDo welio?o't aJterdeath,asis belkoedz Whatts troehappilrr;s dnâhow cdltue ftocbit/ Is there, hdred,a GeatorGodtThe list is endless,asold as man hirnself. Ii û rossiriefof us ro ânswerrhesequestions.The secretro a successfulresolution of thesebasicinquiries,howevet is that we must viii

makea committedeffort asa specin, not asnationsor groupsof people, to find the answers.Th€ method required is as sirnpl€,and as difficult, as that. Humanity hasdevelopedalong rnany different lines.There are as many cultural approachesto life as there ar€ naturaland sensory stimuli. Some culturesare visuâ|,others acousric,others olfactory othersintuitive. It is hard to quantify humaoculturewith pr€cision, and suchan anâlysisis far beyond the scopeof this book. Howevea it is possibleto say (speakingrery generally) that, as a dominant tendenct Vestern scien€ehas turned outv/ard, its int€nt b€ing ro quantity and modiÉymani environmenrto suit manswishes.Eastern science,on the other hand, hasturned inward, attempting to quan tiÉy and develop the innate capabilitiesof the human speciesand und€rstandits rol€ in the schemeof things. Vhile it is v€ry danger, ous and unscientificto make stat€menrsof this sort, for rhe time being it is important rhat I tak€ this srandpoint,if for no other reason than to clarify the purpos€of rhis text. Let me return to the phrasea cohtniued. e|Jon asa stsc,es This starement impliesthat we humanbeingsmust pierc€ through our ethnic andnationalbarriersandwork together Historytells us thai incred, ible events have unfolded whenever we rvere able to remporarily crossourself-imposedthresholds.The HellenisticAge, for example, clearly showsus what can be achievedthrough cdtural inreractionr in the fourth century BcEanci€ntCreecemet with ancienrIndia, and the destiny of the world was forever,and quite radically,changed., The exploits of Kins Alexanderand his men, howeve, ar€ not directly pertinentto this book. The point is, rhere is no reasonthat we todaycannot duplicarewhar the ancientsachievedthen,and that is to learn from eachother in ord€r to grow, to survive,p€rhapseven to thrive. In the nineteenthcentury Kipling wrote, '€asr is Eastand VestisV€st, andneverthetwainshallmeet."* Hewaswrong.Eastis meetingrl/est today,andwillcontinue to do so if we canjust nurture their union. To realize this, we must ensure that both cultures

l Seeappendix I for this and all other numberednotes. * RudyardKipling,'The BaUadofEastand Vesr, tss9.

approacheâchotherwith mutualrespect, openthemselves completely to ea€hother, ând shar€their conclusions.It is not an easytask. Chineseculture, and more specificallyTaoistculture, hastaken the Vest by storm. Acupuncturcis prâcticedeverywhere.Chinese restaurantsare ubiquitous.Kung fu moviesand TV showsare popuIar farandwide. Meditation hasbeenrecognizedasa bio,behavioral state by Vestern medicine.* The Tao Tè Ching is being read by unive.sity studentsall over the world, and many Westernbusinfss, men are using the I Ching and feng shui (Chin€sedivination meth, ods) in their day-to-dayd€cisionmaking. Andyet, despitethe popularappealof ChineseTaoistculture, a fine fusion of Ëastand \Xr'esthasonly begun ro take placein recent years.Forthe most part, peoplein the Vest either entirely reject the Easternapproachas mumbo-iumboor embrâc€itwith religiousfervor asmore ancientand spiritualthanVestem science.Both o[these attitudesareenoneous.The first presumptuouslyrejectsthevalue of Chineselearning,the secondtakestried andpmven biophysicaltechniques developedover millennia and turns them into dogmâ.This problem is compoundedby the fact that mâny \Testernersand Chinesealike are too eagerto pushwhat little tidbits of knowledgethey have down consumers'throats in a desperatequestfor moneyThe Chinesethemselvesare responsiblefor much of this. Th€re is, unfortunately,no such thing as Clirne science.Inst€ad,there are Janily and clar sciencesand arts developed by the people of the Chinesenationovermillennia.The knowledgedevelopedby the Chinese was'l.rerwidespread,not evenwithin China itself.lt wasthe prerogative and the powerbaseof the privilegedf€w and their families. In the past a ChineseMasrer nev€r taught his appr€ntices100 percent ofhis knov/ledge.!nsteadhe retain€d,say,rhe forenost t0 percent for hims€lf alone.Perhapshe would wrire down the rest in a document fof his favorite student, to be opened after h;s death. The result ofthis approachwas that the sum of eachclan'slearning decreasedby l0 percent with each generation,until some charismatic student was able to decipher the mysr€ry and return ro the * Herbert Benson,7'ûeRala'rnor R$po'n (New york, Villiam Monow andCo., 1975).

ritiltusol thc original teacher,at which point the cycle went on wlth ,i, students, and so forth.The €apabilities and exploitsof the Mastcrsbecamethe stuff of legend, and later the sroryline of the ( lhincscopera.Today they are the essenceof all kung tu movies. 'l'o make mattersworse, the Mastersa,most nevel worked tolclhcr. Th€ concept of a Vest€rn university,where knowledge is rharcd and experiencesare compared,was an alien one for them. l\rwcr was meantto be used for profit, materialand spiritual.More l|ltcn than nor rnartialMasterschallengedeach other, much knowl, cdac wâs forfeited in this manner becausethe bestedMaster fre(lucntly lost his life as well. To our Vestern culture, such an approachseemsshocking,to sây the least.Inlormation dissemination lI cvident ev€rywhere;indeed, it is very difficult, even undesirable, Lokcep knowledg€secretor propri€taryin our society.'? Yet there is a way that a complete union of thesetwo cultures crn be accomplished,and that is simply by the creation of a 'so flclcncethat is n€itherEasternnor \X/esternbut a union of both. Bold vlsionariesof g€nerationspast have foretold such a discipline.I be' llcvc that it is mankind! destiny to come together in this fashion, nnd that such a science,cornbining the orthological* approachof thc Vest with the mysticaldisciplineof the East,is beins forsed in our day and age.This story, in essence,representsth€ future directlon chosenby humanityt awakeninsdesir€ for a better life and a hlgher truth. You will find many pârallelswith readily available€xlliting texts. Th€ main difference,however,betwe€nthis book and any other is that it is representativeofa working, extant system,not â historicalaccountof somethingthat once was. lt is fact, nor supposition or a dogmaticsystemof beliefs. There is a man in Indonesiawho is a masterof the ancientChi, n€sesci€nceofrsi[{'rr, or "internalpower."His nameisJohn Chang, and h€ is my teacher.Mr Changv/asfirst presentedto the world in the award-winningdocumentaryseriesRi'4 oJFrre,rfilmed by the brorhersLorne and LawrenceBlair;his privacywas protectedbythe {

From the Creek oriro meaningcorect, propet straiaht-and "loaic " Ortholosical m€ans"having proper logic." 1 Lorne and LawrenceBfai, RiU oJFift' EastoJ:vdkdtaa,ts88.

rather ignominious psetd,onyrilDynaflaldc& In this documentary Master Chang shockedthe world by demonstratingthe impossible: First he generatedan €lectrical cunent of high arnperagetrstls 1'5 our bodyto heal Lorne of an eye infection, and then he "zapped" Lawrence(and their soundr€cordist)utilizing the sameenergy.*In a dramati€conclusionMaster Chang th€n usedthis bio-energyto ser a crumpled-up newspaperablaze,warning the researchers rhat the power same that had healedLome could readily be used to kill a man aswell. It was the first documenteddemonstrationof neikung giv€n ro tbe Vestern world. \ù/hat is evenmore amazingis ihat tens of thousandsofpeople aroundthe world (myseJfincluded)readilybelieved it, and that the two brothershad no idea what itwas theywere filming at the tim€. In order for you to fully und€rstandwhat the term neiha4im plies,you'll hàve to workyourway through thts text. \X/hatis impor, tant at this poirt is that, for the first time in hrrmandevelopment,a man who accordingto Chines€cultureis a rstri',aTaoist immofal, is willing to come forrh and revealto the Vesr the truth behind his teachins.John Chans is unique in the annalsof mankind. Like the Jedi Knights of the StarWan saga,he hasamazinspreternaturâlabiljti€s,telekinesis,pyrogenesis,electrogenesis, relepathy,Ievitation,rcmote vie\rins, ev€nastralprolectton(for lack of a better term).Thousandsof people have wihessed him do rhesethings. My teachert power is cntathomableto the \(esrern miodi â smâll per€enràgeof its accumulatedenergy can inslantly overpower,or heal, a human being or largeranimal.Andyet Mr. Chang tsa Vesterner A resident of urban Java,he visits Europeand the United Statesoften. He has searchedthrough China fo. others like himself with the intenr of leamins and sharing a unique trair for one such as hc, as you will discov€r It could be said that Mr. Chans is the ultimate combina tion of Eastand \X/estor, morc poeticall, rhat in rhe bidge between Eastand Vest, he is one of the loundation rowers r M â i n t a i n i n Ap h y s i c acl o n t a c rw i t h h i n a t t h a r p o i n rw o u l d h a v eb e e n like puttins onei hand tn a wàllsocket. I havc called rhis ability electro senesis(or clectroge.c.at ion ) for lack of a b*ter rerm

This tcxt will ess€ntiallycover the life history and preliminâry rcach;ngsof John Chang. I have attempted to follow the method suggestedby theJedi and presentÊasternconceptsin a mannerthat âll \flesternerscan und€rstand.As such, I pray that this volume wlll be up to the task,and honorJohnChangand his teachings. Perhapswe are indeed fortunateto be living in that time in our developmentwhen Cod has decreedthat the separatebranchesof humansciencecom€together Perhâpsw€of the rù/estneedthe East to saveour world from ourselves Kosta Danaos

Chapter One

LOOKINGTHROUGH THE MIRROR

FIRST CONTACT I am by training a scientist,and have degreesin two fields of engineering. Among other things, I have been employed as a senior project engin€e(by one of the largestcorporationsin the world. Logic and socialstereotypingwould dictate rhat I am not the sort of personwho readily believeswhat he hears or seesin film format, that things would have to be repeatedlyproven to me for me to question my establishedpattern of beliefs. Vhen I saw the documentary however,I did notdoubt its credibility fora second.I knew thatwhat I waswitnessingwasreâI,that itwas neitherspecialeffects nor haud. I wassureofit. P€rhapsit is the comingofthe newmillennium thât allows this, that a rnanschooled in Vestern thought and sciencecan look at a deviationfrom the acceptedlawsofnature and say, '"fhis is r€al." As I mentionedearliecthe well-donedocumentaryby the broth ers Lorne and LawrenceBlail called Rra4oJIrre, depicts a nond€s€ript Oriental man doing what is impossible according to our $/estern branch of medicalknowledgeand our Vestern scienceof physics:using his own int€rnal bio-energyro light a newspaperon

fire. Thls was accomplishedwith a minimum of fuss, almost nonchalantly.The man waiteduntilthe film crew wasready,looked up to check with the cameraman,steadiedhis right palrn over â crumpled newspap€r,tens€dhis body, and set the paper ablaze.lt was obvious to the viewer that somekind of pot€nt €n€rgywas be' ing generatedfrom the mant open palm-so much so that the newspaper burst into a roaring flame. There are at least two ways that this feat could have been ac complished as an illusion.One is that the filmmaken were collaboratingwith the man and,through specialeffects,perpetratingâ hoax. Th€ other is thàt it was the rnan himself who was tricking the re searchers,having slipped a piece of phosphorusor some other in' flammableinto the crumpledpaperandtiming his displayto coincide with the chemicalt oxidation.But I knew that neitherwasthe câse'I knew that I was looking at the real Mccoy, so to sp€ak. There were reasonsfor this, th€ most impoltanl beiôg tbe man himself. He was a well bùilt but smâll Oiental, srnilingand unpre' tentious.He appeâredto b€ of indeterminat€age,with a fullhead of thick black hair and thc skin of youth, but his eyeswere the eyesof an ancient,ând sincerityshonethrough them. His voice was caÎing and compassionate,without glrile. He was even nervousin front of the cameralMost important, it âppearedthat the man had nothing to gain lrom the displayrneither his nâme nor his location v/asdis, closed by the researcbers, and he certainly was not asking anyone None of ihes€ things occurredto me at the time, ho\ûever.In that mom€nt when I first sawthe video, I knew only one thlng, that I had finally, after twenty-five yearsof searchinsimet my mast€r It was shocking, I looked at him and knew htm, and nothins could sway me from going to hjrn. Lik€ many people of my generation,I had been studying the rnartialarts for a longtime.I hadstartedat the ageof ten and drifted through a seriesof Orientalfighting artsto finâllysettle onJapanese jujutsu in my early twenties. \ù/hat I had been searchingfor was simple, I wantedwhat the actor David Carradinehad so eloquently portrayed in the now classichit seri€sKnr, Fl,l.lwanted an artwhose Mâsterswere wis€, €nlightenedphilosopherswho could kill a tiger 2 LookingthrouShthe Mirror

with a punch if they had to, yet abhorredthe violencethey trained for I wantedan art whose practitionerswould acnrallygow strottger with age rather than weaker. Iwanted an art through \{hich my tcacherwould indeed teach me about myself and the world around me. I wanted to r? Kwai Chans Caine. I had searchedaround the world for such a mentor, and what I had found generallyfell into thr€e categories,enlightenedphilosopherswho could not punch their way out of a paperbag given the opportunity; total animâlswhoweregreatfighters,bur whom aciviIized man would not invite into his houserand individualswho appearedto b€ exactlywhat I wassearchingfor but proved inadequate to the task,ultimat€ly dispiayingeither lack of judgment, inh€rent weakness, haudulentmotives,or emotionalinstabil;ty.It is âlsoquite possiblethat it was I who was not worthy of them, and left them before I cameto understandthem. In the past I had r€peat€dlyrejected the Chin€se martial arts becauseof the notable scarcityof authenticknowledgeinherent to th€ir disseminationin \X/esternsociety.In the 1970sand 198Osthe Chineseartswere notoriousfor their lack ofcredible teâchers.Tiust worthy instructorswerc, in general,much harder to find than impostorscashingin on the popularity ofkung fu movies.Also, Icould not enter Communist Chlna to searchfor a true masteruntil 1992 becauseof my profession.And yet I had, like all diligent marrial artists,read the books by reliableresearchersand teachers.I knew th€ th€ory behindthe Chinesemartialarts,and Iknew that the man lhadseenon the filmwasChinese.lalsoknewr,vhat I hadwitnessed was calledneikung-the manipulationof internal power. I had to find him. I knew it wasnot going to be easy.I didnt know the mansname. The documentaryhad indicatedthat he l;ved somewhereinJava or Bali,but I had nowayofknowing if eventhatimplication wastrue they could have filmed him in San Francisco,for all I knew. And I spokeneither Chinesenor Malay. Tèndayslaterlwasonaplanetothelndonesiancapitalofjakarta. After ân eighteen-hourtrip, I checkedinto the cleanestof rhe dirty motels found onJalanJaksâand restedup for the morro\r. I knew it would be tough going.

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The next day I pocketedthestackof photographsI had takenof the video sequencein Rin4olFn and,setoff tor Jakarta's Chinatov/n, a district called Clodok- My plan was to visit all the Chinesephar, maciesand acupunctureclinics in Clodok, askingrhem whether or not they knew the rnan in the photographs.It seemedhke a good idea at the time. They thought I was insane. I must have made their week. It was my first trip to lodonesia;I had expectedthe worst and was dressedlike a \X/esterntourist on satari.Some shopkeep€rslaughed in my face; others just politely told me to piss off. One of them even rhrew me outl Afrer six or sevenhours of constantrejection,wâlking among beggarsand lepers and being followed by a pack of street kids, I spied an ancient Chinesetemplein the midstofit allandwalkedin. Immedtately, the noisewent away and I was Ieft alone. The templ€ caretakerswere curious.'ù/hat was I doing there?I was too shy and too embarrassed to tell them. They bought me dinner and gave me water to drink and sent me on my way. I rcturned to Clodok the following day, my resolvestrength, cncd and anned with â note my motel clerk had written out for me. | [tcr learnedrhrr w\ar he hadwrrtrenwas Honoredsir or madam, I am a very stupid foreignerwho has been tricked into coming here allthe way from Cr€ece.Thesearepi€turesofa man Isaw on a video, I am looking for him I do not know his name or where he lives.Do you know hirn?Thank you. This is probably why people were more polite and why I saw more smileson my sccondday. After a few hours of diplomatic rejection, I rnade my way back ro the temple, thinking that lwould meet with yesterdayi friendç. They were delighted to seemc aod twice as curious as before This tim€ I was the one who bought them all lunch, we sat rogether for a time, laughingand communicatinsin broken Englishand sign language.As our camarader;edeveloped,they grew cufiousenough to pressureme ior details. "Kosta,tell us, what are you doing here?" '\o, rt. rtupid,you donl wanrro know

l:inally thcy werc so i,rsistentthat I relented and, rather thân cxplaining,handedthem the note. Suddenly I was faced with â group of statues;thetr smileshad bccn replacedby distnrst.A chill went up my back One man whispcred someth;ng to a young boy, who ran off. As one, all rny ncwlound frlendsstood. "Stay here,"a burly man said Ten minuteslater a wiry Chineseof indererminatease rod€ up on a bicycle. He offered me his hand and sat down. "My nameisAking," he said."l am a studentof the manyouseek." Aking grilled me {or almost a week, asking rne questionslike "Vho sentyour" and "Vhy did you come to this place?"It was ludicrous to him thât I could have found a lead to his teacherso easily, coming as I did from Creece*of all places-wirhout â clùe as to Iocalcùstomand geography.He wassureI wasa spy in the scruiceof some intelligenceagency;he even mademe sunendermy passport to himl Afier a week Aking finally gave me an addressin a ciry in easternJava and told me to fly out ther€the next morning, the man I had seenin the documentarywould be expectingme, I was told. \/ell, I didnt believehim. It had been too easy,too Lrnbeltevably easy.I thousht rhat these plâying Chinese were ajoke on the foreisnel sendinghim srinnins on a wild goosechaseand having a laugh at his expcnse.I boarded the plane wjth hesitation,felt like a fool when llanded, felt even norellkea foolwhen ltook a taxi to the addressIhad beengiven and was told the man was out. Come bâck at two o'clock,they said.At leastthey spokeEngl;sh. I spenta few hoursfuming in my room at the dirty mot€lwhere I was staying.I vow€d etcrnalvengeanceon the peoplewho had sent me out here. I would teach them to bewareof Creeks.Hahr Hear about the Tiojan Var, my friendsr Youîe about to trade ùp. I felt ridiculous,like a jackass,stupid; I kept telling myselfthat the whole thingwas a hoax, that I hâd sp€ntway too much money coming out here,that I was an idiot and stupid and ûusting and naiveand. . . . I went back at two o'clock The man was there. I cannotplainlyconveythe shock,the.;oy,andthe reliel of findins Dynamo Jackstandingin hont of h;s home. I had beenan imbecile,

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succumbingto my all-too-readyanger'No one had been plaving a practicaljoke on rne,th€ studentImet had actuallvtriedto help rne' s€ndingme on to his teacher. Ve shook hands and he invited me in He said, quite simplv, that his namc wasJohn.Tlre surnameon the doorbell saidcHANcin Latin characters,a common-enoughnamefor a Chinese Joh Chang was the equivalentof JorflSn,É io the Unit€d States,a nameanvone could have. I introduced myself formallY "Kosta," he said, rolling the word around on hls tongue. The nàme must have soundedstrangeto him. "How did vou find mc/' His English was simple and lichtly accented "l sawyou in a video . . a documentârv,"I r€Plied. "Ah. That wassomeyearsaso Thev told me it would be for sci' lorth€m entific research,othelwiscI would neverhavcdemonstrated "Vhy not:" "Becaùset pfomisedmy Masterthat I \a'ouldûot Vhat can I do for vour Vn havcsone kind of problcmr" to the traditional Irhn was a hcrlcr Hc applieclacupuncture passins his cl]'i his gfeatlv bv its cltcct l,Lrlsupt)lcûr.ntccl t)orrrts, l)i(, c,,rray il yrru will, throrrghthc needlesHe had hcaledhun I wh