Things I have learned on my Raw Food Cleanse Journey
*Others become experts on nutrition once they find out that you are cleansing.
Everyone becomes and expert on nutrition when they learn that you are on any type of diet but especially the raw food cleanse. They all want to know how and where are you getting your protein. This is mostly because we have all been raised to believe that protein comes from animals and that we must consume animal flesh in order to get our recommended daily allowance(RDA) of it. While this is true it is not the only truth and I encourage everyone to do the research and find out how other sources of protein can be of benefit.
GO RAW OR GO HOME!!! Be Well All and have a great day
It is the morning of the 9th day and I have just downed 1 quart of room temperature water with lime and I am about to break my fast(Breakfast) with a fruit smoothing consisting of:
I miss staying up trying to find the truth we kept inside i miss pretending them saying our worth was in a book of lies that truth never ever chose to despise but i wish in this sea of saying someone would realize that all the myths that honor gifts to the treacherous and lecherous spies i don’t want your gifts i read all your myths and your tainted cries yet your tears only shield what forever after meant to reveal my intent is not to show but reveal that as far as we think we go we only go as far as what we believe that is real…
There is an understanding between those who share experiences it can be as deep as those who take blood oaths or some other social connecting entity that binds you to infinity, but what it could also be is just some silly crazy reason for your you to become weirdly close enough to my metaphorically I that somehow soulful cosmic you what you pretend to know cosmically know doesn’t mean that the world will be the same when you …
remember or pretend I am not sure when you will be reading this reason to comprehend.
Censored but never silenced. The voice of reason has been charged with treason. This experiment has gotten out of control and we as the control group have never been told these random acts are no more random than the pretendence of equality therefore hypocrisy and democracy become the same thing and you and I merely a ssn now a commodity bought sold and traded as Dow Jones oddity I suppose we had it coming, gullible soldiers on the front lines tired of running, how many lives would it take for masses to wake they are gearing up and we will be out gunned the question is what you gone do when there is no where and I mean no where left to run?
Softly but before silence, I whisper your existence and you find me in the midst of waking. You remind me that no longer should I blindly ache for the kiss of lips to define me. Above all this is bliss where sublime be but without you all my dreaming is behind me. So before I wake to face this damaged day I say a prayer before waking…Amen
The things we hold sacred have been lost to the matrix; blue pill or red. We have all been misled. Silence will not save us, long been sold, long been bred but they now no longer need us – read the book of the dead. So they wonder while we wait, what will become of our fate in the land of milk and honey what will they do without no money? How do we watch the world decay and pretend it’s the only way? If you knew the truth of what life meant would you take the blue anyway?
Trying to show her the world through different eyes from a pulpit of dismissed and tear filled eyes hollow voices never loud enough yet always despised crying freedom through a vale of their ancestors pride
How do things so easily go over your head? I could see if i were speaking a different language or even in tongues or some sort of Ebonics vernacular not known to everyone. I merely speak poetically, which translates to the heartbeat rhythm becoming sound and if u never stop to listen, you will never feel the sun nor the moon nor earth nor the life sustaining water that springs forth from your sacred space. Stop imagining all these superficial things and trust that you made it through. Stop giving others credit and know that you are the source of all power as long as you believe it true. Stop letting them control and devour the force hidden deep within you. Trust that you know secrets that they will never see through but use your powers for good because there is divinity in you beneath this flesh, bone and blood lies a soul ever aching, waiting to be born
Remembering the moment when our eyes met, our souls touched we kissed in each others silence for the very first time neither of us knowing that this would be the bliss that we all but missed our first times around. As we wonder back in time broken hour glass sublime trampled tulips spring to mind as our hearts begin to find space to regenerate and combine beating rhythmically through time…if only i would have said hello
except for that incessant hum i imagine death to be this. Not that empty silence of nothingness but a constant dreamily reminder of what could have been had you made different decisions. Wading through cesspools of pretended smiles, back staving beast and the occasional pleasantry of truth that shows itself only to call me a liar. i the chameleon, who has run out of colors to mask my contempt can no longer pretend that horrible shit isn’t happening, just because it isn’t happening to me. Unless we are able to truly see another we can never really know their hunger for just wanting to be. We are the creatures who crawled upon our bellies salvaging for the scraps that those who above us born with wings that only know half the story leaving us to fed upon their glory…when we go away we don’t die we are cocooned to accept the beauty of our new existence, Without sound we know where we belong but without voice we don’t have a song