Food - all organic, no bread, no dairy, little fruit(cancer loves sugar) no sugar.
Diet- Make almond milk drink with cacao and Xyla (Xylytol chemical sweetener)
Smoothie - make in the morning and drink all day. Made with parsley, apple, bee pollen,
propolis, left over rice with quinoa, amarenth, bok choy, celery, chard, almond pulp, walnuts,
hazelnuts, Flax Oil, omega 3 oil or variations of above. Make about 4 cups and it gives me great energy and seems to keep me balanced.
Evening meal - fish or venison or moose or beef plus potato, carrot, mushrooms and onion with garlic.
Supplements - Vit Bs,B12 plus Folic acid C, D, E. Magnesium and baking soda.
Homeopathy - Hyoscyamus Niger 1M, Rhopakraus 30C
Flower remedy - Pine, hornbeam, Elm, Gentian
I am about to embark on a regimin of Cannabis juice high in CBD and not THC taken an ounce or so three times a day. Cannabinoids are in all of us and it is a system that becomes dysfunctional in some. Every cancer cell has receptors for cannabinoids and if they enter they kill the cell. I will see if that is true. Great advantage having the offending lymph nodes under my arm and every morning when I shower I can feel them and the area around and tell if it is larger or smaller, more swollen or not.
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Thursday, April 28, 2011
My life has changed now…..
There was a time at night all alone where if I was too tired I would just turn off the light, climb into bed and go to sleep. It did not matter that I had not brushed my teeth. A sinful idea.
Now the ritual is much longer and ends with me brushing my teeth and my partial dentures. Such joy.
Before that though I go down to the kitchen and get a capsule of my Magnesium supplement and the baking soda. I spill the contents of the capsule into a fruit juice glass and an equal part of the baking soda. I turn on the kettle for about a minute to generate some heat and then half fill the glass and it froths and I drink it.
My life has changed now…
Now the ritual is much longer and ends with me brushing my teeth and my partial dentures. Such joy.
Before that though I go down to the kitchen and get a capsule of my Magnesium supplement and the baking soda. I spill the contents of the capsule into a fruit juice glass and an equal part of the baking soda. I turn on the kettle for about a minute to generate some heat and then half fill the glass and it froths and I drink it.
My life has changed now…
Monday, May 3, 2010
FEAR - a tool to control people.
Living in Toronto I am afraid to go to Iraq for a holiday. Why?
My first reason is I am afraid I might be killed by terrorists. If I actually lived in Iraq I would be living by the minute with this fear. Fear is what terrorists want; people afraid give way and do what the terrorist wants them to do.
As I watch the media today I am bombarded with fears. Told to be afraid. Told to be cautious. I follow directions through fear and fear mongering by money masters and mortgage lenders, and GMO food creators to save the world from starving and WHO creating pandemics and demanding Flu vaccines for the world or we will be at risk.
All are presented by promoting fear if we do not obey.
Fear is exported by our Governments who are broke and need more taxes but give less services. In the end it is democracy that needs Capitalism and a consumer public to pay for itself. The needs for profit encouraging consumer overindulgence to earn profits for shareholders. We think for a while we are in the cat bird seat with everything we want and now we realize there is a price to pay. Money is being made that promotes this. Fear about no money and poverty keeps us in line.
In responding to the fear of terrorism, Americans and much of the world's people are losing personal rights through "Patriot" like laws that limit personal freedoms and one of those rights is the freedom of choice.
At every major Corporation and in Governments there is stategy afoot to limit our freedom of choice through all media including the internet. A consistent negative published point of view is trying to restrict vitamins, organic foods, medication to follow their dictates by law. Alternates will become illegal.
As we join in larger groups like Nafta and G8 and G20 countries become subject to outside judgments that will be binding on how we the people will respond. A small group of appointed executives somewhere in the world will be able to dictate to us what we must do.
Our citizens will be no longer free to choose.
Fear disorients people and adds huge stress to every life.
Fear mongering leads to control. Obey and be safe is the mantra.
Whether it is the Terrorist or the Government or the International Corporations, we are being continually stressed to follow their edicts and do what we are told or democracy and our way of life will fail.
It is dangerous if we do not resist this movement toward a new kind of dictatorship; one overseen by the Corporate management at an International level and driven by excessive profits at people's expense.
My first reason is I am afraid I might be killed by terrorists. If I actually lived in Iraq I would be living by the minute with this fear. Fear is what terrorists want; people afraid give way and do what the terrorist wants them to do.
As I watch the media today I am bombarded with fears. Told to be afraid. Told to be cautious. I follow directions through fear and fear mongering by money masters and mortgage lenders, and GMO food creators to save the world from starving and WHO creating pandemics and demanding Flu vaccines for the world or we will be at risk.
All are presented by promoting fear if we do not obey.
Fear is exported by our Governments who are broke and need more taxes but give less services. In the end it is democracy that needs Capitalism and a consumer public to pay for itself. The needs for profit encouraging consumer overindulgence to earn profits for shareholders. We think for a while we are in the cat bird seat with everything we want and now we realize there is a price to pay. Money is being made that promotes this. Fear about no money and poverty keeps us in line.
In responding to the fear of terrorism, Americans and much of the world's people are losing personal rights through "Patriot" like laws that limit personal freedoms and one of those rights is the freedom of choice.
At every major Corporation and in Governments there is stategy afoot to limit our freedom of choice through all media including the internet. A consistent negative published point of view is trying to restrict vitamins, organic foods, medication to follow their dictates by law. Alternates will become illegal.
As we join in larger groups like Nafta and G8 and G20 countries become subject to outside judgments that will be binding on how we the people will respond. A small group of appointed executives somewhere in the world will be able to dictate to us what we must do.
Our citizens will be no longer free to choose.
Fear disorients people and adds huge stress to every life.
Fear mongering leads to control. Obey and be safe is the mantra.
Whether it is the Terrorist or the Government or the International Corporations, we are being continually stressed to follow their edicts and do what we are told or democracy and our way of life will fail.
It is dangerous if we do not resist this movement toward a new kind of dictatorship; one overseen by the Corporate management at an International level and driven by excessive profits at people's expense.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Hahnemann's early life in his own words.
This is an excerpt from The Life and Letters of Dr. Samuel Hahnemann by Thomas Lindsley Bradford, M. D. It is clear on reading this how special Hahnemann is. His early life is a marvel for the education he received from people who recognized his abilities. The moral and ethical underpinnings of his role models guided him all his life.
August 30, 1791
I was born April 10, 1755, in the Electorate of Saxony, one of the most beautiful parts of Germany. This circumstance, as I grew up to manhood, doubtless contributed a great deal to my veneration for the beauties of nature. My father, Christian Gottfried Hahnemann, together with my mother, Johanna Christiana, born Spiess, for a pastime taught me to read and write. My father died four years ago (1787.) Without being deeply versed in science (he was a designer in a porcelain manufactory in his native place, and is the author of a brief treatise on painting in water colors) he had the soundest ideas of what may be considered good and worthy, and he implanted them deeply on my mind.
To live and to act without pretence or show was his most noteworthy precept, and his example was even more impressive than his words. He was always present, though often unobserved, in body and soul wherever any good was to be done. In his acts he discriminated with the utmost nicety between the noble and the ignoble, and he did it with a justness which was highly creditable to his tender feelings. In this respect, too, he was my preceptor. He seemed to have ideas of the first principles of creation, of the dignity of humanity, and of its ennobling destiny, that were not in the least inconsistent with his manner of acting. This gave direction to my moral training. To speak of my mental training, I spent several years in the public school of Meissen so as to go thence, in my sixteenth year, to the private school (Fiirstenschule), in the same place, and four years thereafter to attend the University of Leipsic. There was nothing noteworthy respecting me at school, except that Master Muller, my teacher in ancient languages and German composition, who besides living a great deal for the world and me, was rector of the Meissen private school, and scarcely has had his equal in industry and honesty, loved me as his own child and allowed me liberties in the way of study, which I am thankful for to this day, and which had a perceptible influence upon my subsequent studies. In my twelfth year he entrusted to me to impart to others the rudiments of the Greek language. Moreover, in his private classes with his boarders and myself, he listened attentively and lovingly to my critical exposition of the old writers, and often preferred my meaning to his own. I was often overtaxed and became ill from study, and was the only one who was excused from lessons at times unsuitable for me, and who was permitted to hand in written exercises or other work performed subsequently, and to read foreign treatises on the lessons. I had free access to him at all times of the day, and in many respects was given the preference in public to many others; and, nevertheless, which is very strange, my fellow pupils loved me. All this together speaks volumes in praise of a Saxony private school.
Here I was less solicitous about reading than about digesting what was read, and was careful to read little, but to read correctly and to classify it in my mind before reading further. My father did not wish me to study at all; he repeatedly took me from the public school for a whole year, so that I might pursue some other business more suited to his income. My teachers prevented this by not accepting any pay for my schooling during the last eight years, and they entreated him to leave me with them and thus indulge my propensity for learning. He did not resist their entreaty, but could do nothing more for me. On Easter, 1775, he let me go to Leipsic, taking with me twenty thalers for my support. This was the last money received from his hand. He had several other children to educate from his scanty income, enough to excuse any seeming negligence in the best of fathers.
By giving instruction in German and French to a rich young Greek from Jassy, in Moldavia, as well as by translating English books, I supported myself for the time, intending to leave Leipsic after a stay of two years.
I can conscientiously bear testimony that I endeavored to practice in Leipsic also, the rule of my father, never to be a passive listener or learner. I did not forget here, however, to procure for my body, by outdoor exercise, that sprightliness and vigor by which alone continued mental exertion can be successfully endured.
During this stay in Leipsic I attended lectures only at such hours as seemed best suited to me, although Herr Bergrath Porner, of Meissen, had the kindness to furnish me with free tickets to the lectures of all the medical professors. So I read by myself, unweariedly of course, but always only of the best that was procurable, and only so much as I could digest. My fondness for practicing medicine, as there is no medical school at Leipzig, led me to go to Vienna at my own expense. But a malicious trick which was played upon me and which robbed me of my public reputation acquired in Leipsic (repentance demands atonement, and I say nothing about names and circumstances) was answerable for my being compelled to leave Vienna after a sojourn of three-fourths of a year. During these nine months I had had for my support only sixty-eight florins and twelve kreutzers. To the hospital of Brothers of Charity, in the Leopoldstadt, and to the great practical genius of the Prince’s family physician, named Von Quarin, I am indebted for my calling as a physician. I had his friendship, and I might also say his love, and I was the only one of my age whom he took with him to visit his private patients. He respected, loved and instructed me as if I had been the first of his pupils, and even more than this, and he did all without expecting to receive any compensation from me.
My last crumbs of subsistence were just about to vanish when the Governor of Transylvania, Baron von Bruckenthal, invited me under honorable conditions to go with him to Hermanstadt as family physician and custodian of his important library. Here I had the opportunity to learn several other languages necessary to me, and to acquire some collateral knowledge that was pertinent and still seemed to be lacking in me.
I arranged and catalogued his matchless collection of ancient coins as well as his vast library, practiced medicine in this populous city for a year and nine months and then departed, although very unwillingly, from these honorable people to receive at Erlangen the degree of doctor of medicine, which I was then able to do from my own attainments. To the Privy Councillor, Delius, and Councillors Isenflamm, Schreber and Wendt, I am indebted for many favors and much instruction.
Councillor Schreber taught me what I still lacked in Botany.
On August 10, 1779, I defended my dissertation, and, thereupon, received the honorable title of doctor of medicine.
The instinctive love of a Swiss for his rugged Alps cannot be more irresistible than that of a native of Saxony for his fatherland.
I went thither to begin my career as a practicing physician in the mining town of Hettstadt, in Mansfield county. Here it was impossible to develop either inwardly or outwardly, and I left the place for Dessau in the spring of 1781, after a sojourn of nine months. Here I found a better and more cultured society. Chemistry occupied my leisure hours and short trips made to improve my knowledge of mining and smelting filled up the yet quite large dormer windows in my mind.
Towards the close of the year 1791, I received an insignificant call as physician to Gommern, near Magdeburg. The size of the town being considerable, I looked for a better reception and business than I found in the two years and three-fourths which I passed in this place.
There had lived as yet no physician in this little place to which I had removed, and the people had no idea concerning such a person.
Now I began for the first time to taste the innocent joys of home along with the delights of business in the companionship of the partner of my life, who was the step-daughter of Herr Haseler, an apothecary in Dessau, and whom I married immediately after entering upon the duties of this position. Dresden was the next place of my sojourn.
I played no brilliant role here, probably because I did not wish to do so. However, I lacked here neither friends nor instruction. The venerable Doctor Wagner, the town physician, who was a pattern of unswerving uprightness, honored me with his intimate friendship, showed me clearly what legal duties belonged to the physician (for he was master in his art), and for a year delivered over to me on account of his illness, with the magistrate’s consent, all of his patients (in the town hospitals), a wide field for a friend of humanity. Moreover, the Superintendent of the Electoral Library, Councillor Adelung, became very fond of me and, together with the Librarian, Dossdorf, contributed a great deal towards making my sojourn interesting and agreeable. Four years thus elapsed, more speedily to me in the bosom of my increasing family, than to the unexpected heir to great riches, and I went about the time of Michaelmas, 1789, to Leipsic, in order to be nearer to the fountain of science. Here I quietly witness the Providence which Destiny assigns to each of my days, the number of which lies in her hand.
Four daughters and one son, together with my wife, constitute the spice of my life. In the year 1791 the Leipsic Economical Society, and on the second of August of the same year the Electoral Mayence Academy of Science, elected me a fellow member.
Excerpted from: The Life and Letters of Dr. Samuel Hahnemann by Thomas Lindsley Bradford, M. D.
August 30, 1791
I was born April 10, 1755, in the Electorate of Saxony, one of the most beautiful parts of Germany. This circumstance, as I grew up to manhood, doubtless contributed a great deal to my veneration for the beauties of nature. My father, Christian Gottfried Hahnemann, together with my mother, Johanna Christiana, born Spiess, for a pastime taught me to read and write. My father died four years ago (1787.) Without being deeply versed in science (he was a designer in a porcelain manufactory in his native place, and is the author of a brief treatise on painting in water colors) he had the soundest ideas of what may be considered good and worthy, and he implanted them deeply on my mind.
To live and to act without pretence or show was his most noteworthy precept, and his example was even more impressive than his words. He was always present, though often unobserved, in body and soul wherever any good was to be done. In his acts he discriminated with the utmost nicety between the noble and the ignoble, and he did it with a justness which was highly creditable to his tender feelings. In this respect, too, he was my preceptor. He seemed to have ideas of the first principles of creation, of the dignity of humanity, and of its ennobling destiny, that were not in the least inconsistent with his manner of acting. This gave direction to my moral training. To speak of my mental training, I spent several years in the public school of Meissen so as to go thence, in my sixteenth year, to the private school (Fiirstenschule), in the same place, and four years thereafter to attend the University of Leipsic. There was nothing noteworthy respecting me at school, except that Master Muller, my teacher in ancient languages and German composition, who besides living a great deal for the world and me, was rector of the Meissen private school, and scarcely has had his equal in industry and honesty, loved me as his own child and allowed me liberties in the way of study, which I am thankful for to this day, and which had a perceptible influence upon my subsequent studies. In my twelfth year he entrusted to me to impart to others the rudiments of the Greek language. Moreover, in his private classes with his boarders and myself, he listened attentively and lovingly to my critical exposition of the old writers, and often preferred my meaning to his own. I was often overtaxed and became ill from study, and was the only one who was excused from lessons at times unsuitable for me, and who was permitted to hand in written exercises or other work performed subsequently, and to read foreign treatises on the lessons. I had free access to him at all times of the day, and in many respects was given the preference in public to many others; and, nevertheless, which is very strange, my fellow pupils loved me. All this together speaks volumes in praise of a Saxony private school.
Here I was less solicitous about reading than about digesting what was read, and was careful to read little, but to read correctly and to classify it in my mind before reading further. My father did not wish me to study at all; he repeatedly took me from the public school for a whole year, so that I might pursue some other business more suited to his income. My teachers prevented this by not accepting any pay for my schooling during the last eight years, and they entreated him to leave me with them and thus indulge my propensity for learning. He did not resist their entreaty, but could do nothing more for me. On Easter, 1775, he let me go to Leipsic, taking with me twenty thalers for my support. This was the last money received from his hand. He had several other children to educate from his scanty income, enough to excuse any seeming negligence in the best of fathers.
By giving instruction in German and French to a rich young Greek from Jassy, in Moldavia, as well as by translating English books, I supported myself for the time, intending to leave Leipsic after a stay of two years.
I can conscientiously bear testimony that I endeavored to practice in Leipsic also, the rule of my father, never to be a passive listener or learner. I did not forget here, however, to procure for my body, by outdoor exercise, that sprightliness and vigor by which alone continued mental exertion can be successfully endured.
During this stay in Leipsic I attended lectures only at such hours as seemed best suited to me, although Herr Bergrath Porner, of Meissen, had the kindness to furnish me with free tickets to the lectures of all the medical professors. So I read by myself, unweariedly of course, but always only of the best that was procurable, and only so much as I could digest. My fondness for practicing medicine, as there is no medical school at Leipzig, led me to go to Vienna at my own expense. But a malicious trick which was played upon me and which robbed me of my public reputation acquired in Leipsic (repentance demands atonement, and I say nothing about names and circumstances) was answerable for my being compelled to leave Vienna after a sojourn of three-fourths of a year. During these nine months I had had for my support only sixty-eight florins and twelve kreutzers. To the hospital of Brothers of Charity, in the Leopoldstadt, and to the great practical genius of the Prince’s family physician, named Von Quarin, I am indebted for my calling as a physician. I had his friendship, and I might also say his love, and I was the only one of my age whom he took with him to visit his private patients. He respected, loved and instructed me as if I had been the first of his pupils, and even more than this, and he did all without expecting to receive any compensation from me.
My last crumbs of subsistence were just about to vanish when the Governor of Transylvania, Baron von Bruckenthal, invited me under honorable conditions to go with him to Hermanstadt as family physician and custodian of his important library. Here I had the opportunity to learn several other languages necessary to me, and to acquire some collateral knowledge that was pertinent and still seemed to be lacking in me.
I arranged and catalogued his matchless collection of ancient coins as well as his vast library, practiced medicine in this populous city for a year and nine months and then departed, although very unwillingly, from these honorable people to receive at Erlangen the degree of doctor of medicine, which I was then able to do from my own attainments. To the Privy Councillor, Delius, and Councillors Isenflamm, Schreber and Wendt, I am indebted for many favors and much instruction.
Councillor Schreber taught me what I still lacked in Botany.
On August 10, 1779, I defended my dissertation, and, thereupon, received the honorable title of doctor of medicine.
The instinctive love of a Swiss for his rugged Alps cannot be more irresistible than that of a native of Saxony for his fatherland.
I went thither to begin my career as a practicing physician in the mining town of Hettstadt, in Mansfield county. Here it was impossible to develop either inwardly or outwardly, and I left the place for Dessau in the spring of 1781, after a sojourn of nine months. Here I found a better and more cultured society. Chemistry occupied my leisure hours and short trips made to improve my knowledge of mining and smelting filled up the yet quite large dormer windows in my mind.
Towards the close of the year 1791, I received an insignificant call as physician to Gommern, near Magdeburg. The size of the town being considerable, I looked for a better reception and business than I found in the two years and three-fourths which I passed in this place.
There had lived as yet no physician in this little place to which I had removed, and the people had no idea concerning such a person.
Now I began for the first time to taste the innocent joys of home along with the delights of business in the companionship of the partner of my life, who was the step-daughter of Herr Haseler, an apothecary in Dessau, and whom I married immediately after entering upon the duties of this position. Dresden was the next place of my sojourn.
I played no brilliant role here, probably because I did not wish to do so. However, I lacked here neither friends nor instruction. The venerable Doctor Wagner, the town physician, who was a pattern of unswerving uprightness, honored me with his intimate friendship, showed me clearly what legal duties belonged to the physician (for he was master in his art), and for a year delivered over to me on account of his illness, with the magistrate’s consent, all of his patients (in the town hospitals), a wide field for a friend of humanity. Moreover, the Superintendent of the Electoral Library, Councillor Adelung, became very fond of me and, together with the Librarian, Dossdorf, contributed a great deal towards making my sojourn interesting and agreeable. Four years thus elapsed, more speedily to me in the bosom of my increasing family, than to the unexpected heir to great riches, and I went about the time of Michaelmas, 1789, to Leipsic, in order to be nearer to the fountain of science. Here I quietly witness the Providence which Destiny assigns to each of my days, the number of which lies in her hand.
Four daughters and one son, together with my wife, constitute the spice of my life. In the year 1791 the Leipsic Economical Society, and on the second of August of the same year the Electoral Mayence Academy of Science, elected me a fellow member.
Excerpted from: The Life and Letters of Dr. Samuel Hahnemann by Thomas Lindsley Bradford, M. D.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Obama condemns Graft but America runs on Lobby money
It is always strange to read about how the banks, pharmaceutical and chemical industries and all the major industries use money power to influence the outcome of what is happening in the USA. The Health Care issue and how much medicines will cost under it reflects this. The moves but the pharmaceutical industry to influence the outcome was clear and documented and the moneys and support given to the Democrats changed as the deals between the administration and the industry were worked out. Is this so much different to the graft Hamid Karzai seems to be accused of fostering in Afghanistan? Who steals and who is paid off is the way of the present.
Obama visits Afghanistan and tells his troops they will defeat the Taliban but also with his advisers is considering if the Taliban should be coaxed to the table and into the current government there. What is the deal that will make this happen and will we call it graft or just the price of new friends. Without graft there would be no government in Afghanistan and there is clear evidence that in America government is bought and controlled by vested interests. In the end both are the same.
Our ethics in America and worldwide are in shambles and it is no use calling the kettle black when greed is the underlying credo of both governments and money abounds from the powers who want to get their way. In Afghanistan it flows from Government and Obama's administration carps about it because it is their money and their embarrassment. In the USA it flows from the multinational corporations to the bureaucracy and downward to the contractors. In both cases it is the ordinary folks, you and I, who suffer. Under the name of democracy we are led to believe that the vote gives us power but at this point in the venture that does not seem to be true.
The world at large is being badly served by both democracy and the capitalistic system. Whether Capitalism will ever really be the way to a stable and fair system of business is a real question. Its object is money in the pocket and we have come to a time when most people agree that the multinational Corporations are running the world and use persuasion money to enhance their power. Whether it is money for campaigns to persuade people to vote for a candidate or money to moderate how much the health care plan will affect the pharmaceutical corporation's profits it matters little. In the end the people suffer the consequences.
As governments privatize more and more of what we always thought belonged to the people and were essential to the people is gone. What has happened is more cost to us with less security. The governments have become just money collectors for others and we get no real governing at all.
It seems clear that the idea of one world is a splendid one but for the major players like the banks and the large corporations it is optimal for it reduces the table to one player and a bunch of pawns to be played as they wish. The citizens of the world are being decimated from my perspective. Our welfare is really on the back burner and profit at any cost is where it is at today. Can we change this?
Only revolution seems to be able to change these things unfortunately. I neither advocate or embrace this but if real reform of our ethics is not forthcoming then revolution is all that is left to exact change.
Obama visits Afghanistan and tells his troops they will defeat the Taliban but also with his advisers is considering if the Taliban should be coaxed to the table and into the current government there. What is the deal that will make this happen and will we call it graft or just the price of new friends. Without graft there would be no government in Afghanistan and there is clear evidence that in America government is bought and controlled by vested interests. In the end both are the same.
Our ethics in America and worldwide are in shambles and it is no use calling the kettle black when greed is the underlying credo of both governments and money abounds from the powers who want to get their way. In Afghanistan it flows from Government and Obama's administration carps about it because it is their money and their embarrassment. In the USA it flows from the multinational corporations to the bureaucracy and downward to the contractors. In both cases it is the ordinary folks, you and I, who suffer. Under the name of democracy we are led to believe that the vote gives us power but at this point in the venture that does not seem to be true.
The world at large is being badly served by both democracy and the capitalistic system. Whether Capitalism will ever really be the way to a stable and fair system of business is a real question. Its object is money in the pocket and we have come to a time when most people agree that the multinational Corporations are running the world and use persuasion money to enhance their power. Whether it is money for campaigns to persuade people to vote for a candidate or money to moderate how much the health care plan will affect the pharmaceutical corporation's profits it matters little. In the end the people suffer the consequences.
As governments privatize more and more of what we always thought belonged to the people and were essential to the people is gone. What has happened is more cost to us with less security. The governments have become just money collectors for others and we get no real governing at all.
It seems clear that the idea of one world is a splendid one but for the major players like the banks and the large corporations it is optimal for it reduces the table to one player and a bunch of pawns to be played as they wish. The citizens of the world are being decimated from my perspective. Our welfare is really on the back burner and profit at any cost is where it is at today. Can we change this?
Only revolution seems to be able to change these things unfortunately. I neither advocate or embrace this but if real reform of our ethics is not forthcoming then revolution is all that is left to exact change.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
2010 Magic Numbers
Magic is a personal decision and so 2010 is officially magic in my lexicon of numbers. Sounds good doesn't it. Sort of foolish but then what we cannot know we can believe what we want. I can believe what I want.
Is it truer if more people believe it? Not if we cannot know. And yet the human over the centuries has created his belief systems mostly based on what he cannot know. Vast empires of religions have risen and fallen or lie stagnant waiting for a shriveling up and all are based on what we cannot know.
There is lots than we can know. Humans have the capacity to experience and learn from observation. We can store information and have learned to store it even into electronic space so we can gain experience even without experiencing things directly. Thus over time through experiences we can directly learn and know.
I have been one to learn mostly by experiencing first hand. It is only later in my life that words and what they mean have come more to the fore of my mind. My real experiences in life through film making, healing and teaching get me to this point of real confidence in the reality of what I can know.
What I cannot know is of use as well. As I get older I get both more controlled and wilder in my creativity at every level. I explore my curiosity continually for it challenges me at every turn.
I meditate. It helps me stay in charge of my mind more Slowly the wild child is settling down to perform the more serious work of the person I am. The healer, helper and motivator; the artist, creator and activist.
Is it truer if more people believe it? Not if we cannot know. And yet the human over the centuries has created his belief systems mostly based on what he cannot know. Vast empires of religions have risen and fallen or lie stagnant waiting for a shriveling up and all are based on what we cannot know.
There is lots than we can know. Humans have the capacity to experience and learn from observation. We can store information and have learned to store it even into electronic space so we can gain experience even without experiencing things directly. Thus over time through experiences we can directly learn and know.
I have been one to learn mostly by experiencing first hand. It is only later in my life that words and what they mean have come more to the fore of my mind. My real experiences in life through film making, healing and teaching get me to this point of real confidence in the reality of what I can know.
What I cannot know is of use as well. As I get older I get both more controlled and wilder in my creativity at every level. I explore my curiosity continually for it challenges me at every turn.
I meditate. It helps me stay in charge of my mind more Slowly the wild child is settling down to perform the more serious work of the person I am. The healer, helper and motivator; the artist, creator and activist.
Friday, December 25, 2009
What are we? A Christmas wish.
http://www.ted.com/talks/jill_bolte_taylor_s_powerful_stroke_of_insight.html
As I listen to Jill Bolte take me from the left side of my brain, my operating systems to my right side of my brain that is connected to the Universe I open more and more to the greatness of our energies. It is a remarkable experience and joins us all in the most complete ways.
My poems seem to echo the ideas.
Walking through tall grass,
is it any wonder that it rains?
Flowers appear.
To stand in the sun and feel its energy inside myself,
a blessing that attaches me to all.
Flowers blossom into colours.
ef
An atom controlled has power beyond the imagining mind.
How powerful each of ourselves are: so many atoms.
Every seed is everything,
As I listen to Jill Bolte take me from the left side of my brain, my operating systems to my right side of my brain that is connected to the Universe I open more and more to the greatness of our energies. It is a remarkable experience and joins us all in the most complete ways.
My poems seem to echo the ideas.
Walking through tall grass,
is it any wonder that it rains?
Flowers appear.
To stand in the sun and feel its energy inside myself,
a blessing that attaches me to all.
Flowers blossom into colours.
ef
An atom controlled has power beyond the imagining mind.
How powerful each of ourselves are: so many atoms.
Every seed is everything,
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