It’s true… fasting sharpens the mind and heightens the senses. Today, on the morning of the 12th day of my fast, I woke up to this clear realization: “Drugs kill. Ask any pre-med, it’s their business. Dodging the lethal edge of synthetics unscathed takes some skill”.
Sugar-coated and laced into an intricate web inundating our bodies and minds from every conceivable angle, awareness remains our only protection. From children’s Tylenol (the recall, a crump) to vitamin additives and perfume fragrances, we’re lulled into a false sense of security. From the almost indiscernible messages in movies we watch, the advertizing we absorb, and the charity benefits we attend – physically, emotionally, and mentally we’re dangerously in denial.
In a climate of socially sanctioned and entirely legal attack from a wolf in sheep’s clothing, even a complete water fast cannot provide refuge. Chemical poisoning from aldehydes for someone like myself with a sensitivity requires specialized cellular detox and recovery. Having restored depleted salt levels, I’m starting to take small sips of Cabala juice with water, and of course continuing a protocol of pH fitness to speed up detoxification. It’s taking every ounce of my ingenuity and intuition to align with the complete and perfect blueprint. Still I almost drank juice made from organic lemons whose fungicidal coating had not been scrubbed off satisfactorily.
Quote of the day: “Believing everything is okay, doesn’t make it so. Conscious choice takes a vigilient effort of Will”. The next time you ask for medical advise, make sure it is indeed sound. Doing your research is a matter of self responsibility.