Daniel Murtagh June 2012 All kinds of 'poisons' coursed through my body when I stepped on a rusted nail not so long ago this month. They say you can't feel those things, but my experiences in a human body have shown me contrary. When I was administered an immunization shot in grade school, I had to sit for the rest of the day distracted by the throb of toxins and the production anti-bodies. Maybe it was my over-active imagination making a big deal of such microscopic things, but then, remember, people have died on account of such little things and I am sure they did not imagine themselves to death. I was not over dramatic enough to think that I, myself, was dying, but the sovereign state of my being was compromised by tiny barbarians and how is a person supposed to carry on like nothing is different? I am grateful to have the learning experience of fighting and defeating such formidable enemies, but a human being cannot be shot through with new kinds of informati