Crossfit has taken over my life. I see no end. How can I? I’m upside down, climbing a wall, backwards. Continue reading “Crossfit Takeover”
If I were the boss, I would not allow anyone to see a doctor, for any illness, that would result in a patient taking Cymbalta, Prozac, Zolaf or any of those other psychotropic drugs… A person should be able to meditate and exercise, and over time, relieve their anxieties and depression. There’s no need to experience these things. Continue reading “The Boss’s Prescription”
I resisted this concept – the same as everything else. I had a friend years ago that educated me about nutritional health, through vegetables, brown rice, unprocessed foods, etc. But did I listen to these word of wisdom ~ no. Now that I am not as contemptuous of good advice and, I am desirous of health, I weigh the same as I did when I was fourteen years old.
Health is wealth~
Yes, I could quit drinking Mountain Dew. However, I’m not adding vodka or anything.
Crazy, insane repeating the same thing over and again feeling terrible ~ wanting things to be different, but staying stuck in a life that has nothing but misery. Do you create your own life or are you just a victim of circumstances. Insanity is contagious, but so is healthy mannerisms.
domestic troubles and griefs religious anxiety mental anxiety financial reverses fear and fright nostalgia vicious habits and indulgences loss of sleep spiritualism over-exertion old age unclassified physical causes, as far back as 1886=you drank yesterday and you drink today but you think you have the flu you live with a man who beats you and you go back to him you smoke your stuff drink your laudanum and wonder why you’re broke you do coke and wonder why all of those creeps are hanging around you try to keep up with the Joneses and can’t sleep at night because you can’t pay your bills and so you’re sick so you go to the doctor who gives you pills that have side effects and you end up having a job to pay all of your doctor bills and when you walk into the local~market above you’re expected to say that you are having a great day.
What the f*%k?
There is a way out.
I don’t think so!
I had a thought, for a post. One that I am passionate about. It concerned health and healing.
As I was writing, in another room, the TV newscasters were droning on. It caught my attention. Once again, they were talking about Facebook and Blogging, and how no privacy exists today. The government flags certain blogs, supposedly, because of language they use, that constitutes buzz words. Government is probably one of the buzzers. Who knows? That thought inhibits me.
My original idea was; the use of drugs goes against the concept of FREE SPIRIT, which is at the heart of my surfing life. A soul surfer would never want steroids!