What is real science?

When science becomes a prescribed opinion it isn’t science. Science is an independent investigation. An opinion that has been disseminated, is that the cold virus, current for the last two years almost, is capable of spreading from people who feel and appear healthy. 

I have never experienced a virus that comes through me and gets other people sick without making me sick first. Is that a fact? But I’ve never seen it. Honestly, I don’t believe it. I want proof. That is something I have never ever seen. I have heard opinions to the contrary. I really think it is a matter of opinion, not of fact. 

Is this what the Americans and Chinese were collaborating together on in the Wuhan lab? Is that what, “gain of function” is? Is it being able to spread through people who have no symptoms? Why are Americans collaborating with Chinese on bio weapons? There really are more questions than answers.

Without this dangerous property, mask wearing or vaccine taking for a variant on the common cold would make no more sense now than it ever has before.

70-75 years ago more babies were being born than had been normal up to that time. They called it the baby boom. This may be a factor in why there are more deaths now than had been normal up to this time. This is a mortal realm. We’re not here forever. Death happens. And no amount of distancing, masks or vaccines are going to stop it. 

Can we make peace with our mortality? Yes, I am going to die at some point. All my friends and relatives are going to die at some point. Death can be postponed sometimes but not avoided completely. That being stated, I can avoid reckless behavior that makes an earlier death more likely. I can care for myself, and those I love in ways that will tend to prolong our lives.

Eating healthy food, drinking quality water, avoiding addictions, exercising frequently, getting fresh air and sunshine, having a positive outlook on life, making time for activities I love, staying connected to God and those I love are some of the ways I stay healthy.

Of course a long life isn’t everything, as people will quickly point out when I lecture them about dangerous vices. Quality of life is important too. I like not being sick. I like having a small body size. I like having the energy to do the things I love, like blogging and making music. 

I don’t trust the pharmaceutical industry. They overcharge people. They suppress their own drugs once the patents expire. They suppress anything natural that can’t be patented. Anything that does have (or has ever had) a patent on it has been engineered somehow. I don’t want engineered substances in my body! I want unadulterated plants and natural water with natural minerals! 

I don’t trust the advertising of the pharmaceutical industry. Okay a novel corona virus. What I see is the same amount of cold and flu there always is. Okay, remind me numerous times about the new cold virus every time I look at social media, email, the web, radio or TV. Without “Covid 19” popping up in my face numerous times per day every time I expose myself to the media, would I ever think about it? Not likely.

People I know get sick and die, but that always happens. No more now, no less. One friend of mine got sick right after getting his covid shot and died a few weeks later. They are calling it a cancer death, even though they never said anything about cancer while he was alive. I miss my friend. They are skewing the statistics imo. 

DMSO

DMSO (dimethyl sulfoxide) was discovered by Alexander Zaytsev, a Russian chemist, in 1866. DMSO can be derived from waste products in the production of paper from wood pulp. It is also formed in the earth’s atmosphere, and is a phytochemical present in many plants and trees, including garlic. DMSO is a clear, viscous liquid with a garlic-like taste and odor.

In 1978, the FDA (the Food and Drug Administration of the United States) approved the use of DMSO in a 50/50 mixture with water as an effective treatment for interstitial cystitis, an often painful condition involving inflammation of the inner lining of the bladder (as told in, DMSO the Universal Healer, by Kendra Nathan). The bladder may be irrigated with a DMSO solution, or the patient may apply it topically to the lower abdominal and pelvic area, or even take it orally, for instance one teaspoon of 99% strength DMSO in a glass of cranberry juice daily for two or three weeks. According to Kendra Nathan, this brings relief and healing to many, with or without the (often painful) bladder irrigation.

Since the discovery of the substance, it has been noted that getting some on one’s hand will result in a garlicky taste in one’s mouth a short while later. DMSO has many uses in veterinary medicine which taks advantage of DMSO’s ability to harmlessly travel within the body, either by itself, or conducting another medicine that is mixed with it. Since DMSO is a naturally occurring chemical, it cannot be patented. Therefore getting the FDA to approve DMSO for additional uses in human medicine is difficult, as long as the current corporate power structure maintains control of the government. Someone has to pay for expensive testing, and without a way to recoup their investment–like they might have if they could hold a patent on the substance–no one is likely to fund $800+ million of testing to “prove” safety and effectiveness. This is the reason for the bias in medicine toward patent medications and away from unpatentable natural substances like DMSO, or even from drugs for which the patent privileges have expired. Natural substances such as vitamins, minerals, herbs and phytochemicals (like DMSO) are not necessarily dangerous and useless, it is just that safety and effectiveness have not been “proven.” Of course those who benefit from the sale of patented medications want to eliminate competition for their overpriced products, and are bound to leverage their considerable fortunes to discredit anything natural, as discussed in, Natural Cures “They” Don’t Want You to Know About, by Kevin Trudeau, and many other books. The pharmaceutical giants even go to great lengths to discredit their own drugs after the patents have expired.

Regarding its use as a treatment for interstitial cystitis, or painful bladder syndrome, DMSO is said to be anti-inflammatory (reduces inflammation), antispasmodic (relaxing), analgesic (relieves pain), able to break down scar tissue, and aid in the transport of other medicines within the body. The fact that DMSO has FDA approval for painful bladder syndrome theoretically allows for other “off-label” uses. However with the current stranglehold the pharmaceutical industry has on doctor education and continuing doctor education, doctors are not likely to prescribe a substance that is not tested and approved for the use prescribed, unless the doctor has done his or her own independent research. There is, moreover, a fine line a doctor must follow in order to keep his or her medical license intact. The AMA won’t allow a doctor to digress far from FDA approved patent medications.

Most likely it will be left up to us to prove the safety and effectiveness for ourselves if we decide to use a natural substance such as DMSO. I can use myself as a lab rat, but I would not do that if I were pregnant or breast feeding, as there is a certain amount of risk involved. The first test that needs to be done, for any chemical we are curious about, is the safety test. The first safety test might be touching a substance that might be helpful, such as DMSO, to a small section of the skin of the person performing the test, and then watching for toxic reactions.

About a year ago I purchased a small roll-on container of 99% pure DMSO from an online supplier of veterinary supplies. The words, not approved for human use, are printed clearly on the container. Now that a year has passed, my time of gingerly applying a little to a small area of skin once in a while, then watching for reactions, has been completed, and I am applying to larger swaths of skin more frequently and watching for my hearing to improve, my arthritis to improve, and my complexion to improve. I’m just starting, so I don’t have much to report, except that I have come to the conclusion, that for me, the substance is harmless in small doses applied externally. These experiments of mine are kind of like mystical experiences in a way. I can tell you my story, but you still have to experience it for yourself. You can’t just take my word for it. You can’t benefit much from my experience, you have to have your own.

It didn’t take me the whole year just to perform a safety test on DMSO. I was also testing other substances, and was concentrating mainly on zinc chloride. A full strength solution of zinc chloride in water stings for a while, when applied to a carcinoma, in my experience. But with 2 or 3 applications over a few days time, the carcinoma will first get scabbier, then heal to a scar. That is what I have found for myself, on numerous carcinomas on me, over the past year, while, during the same time period, exploring the safety of DMSO by applying a little very infrequently. Now that my carcinomas have turned to scar tissue, I need something that will clear up the scars. DMSO has passed my safety test, so now it is time to start a real healing test, applying the substance several times a day (or at least daily), all the while watching for signs of toxicity, as well as evidence of healing.

DMSO, it is widely reported, will readily absorb into the body. My face was wet with aloe vera gel and DMSO earlier today. Very soon after applying, all the wetness either dried or was absorbed into the skin. Judging from what I have read about DMSO, I believe that the DMSO and the aloe were all absorbed. From past experience I believe the aloe by itself would have left behind a sticky residue for a while, No residue was left behind this time. Everything was absorbed completely. Others I have read have used aloe with DMSO with good results. But what if I topped off the brake fluid in the car and also added coolant to the radiator, then applied DMSO to my still grimy hands? Absorbing those toxic chemicals into my skin and blood might have resulted in toxicity within myself. That is one of the precautions for handling DMSO. Thoroughly wash before applying.

However I have not personally demonstrated that applying DMSO to dirty skin will have a bad result. The impurities might be conducted harmlessly through the body and eliminated. After all it has been claimed that DMSO has the ability to cleanse impurities from the body that were already present. That being stated, I am not interested in finding out if used motor oil and other grime can be conducted through my body, and whether or not that would cause a toxic reaction. I will continue to wash before applying DMSO.

According to Nathan, DMSO has a toxicity on the par with ethanol. It is harmless in small doses, although I would hope that, unlike ethanol, it won’t impair your judgement and trick you into taking more after you have taken a little bit! I am still reluctant to take it orally, but I do dab a little on a sore area I have on the roof of my mouth. It seems to help, and other than the garlicky taste–which my husband hasn’t commented about yet–it doesn’t seem to hurt.

DMSO is a sulfur containing compound with a similar chemical structure to MSM. The formula for DMSO (dimethyl sulfoxide) is (CH3)2SO. The formula for MSM (methylsulfonylmethane) is (CH3)2SO2. Sulfur helps detoxify the body. According to Nathan, DMSO helps remove heavy metals such as, mercury, lead, aluminum, cadmium, arsenic, and nickel, from the body. DMSO bonds with the metals and escorts them through one or more of the body’s channels of elimination.

I have been spitting up phlegm lately. But I was doing that before I started the twice daily DMSO treatment (within the last few days.) Before I blamed it on the zinc chloride treatment I had been doing. I figured I was eliminating the waste products from the killing of the parasitic worms in my skin that were manifesting as carcinomas. A dermatologist called my itchy scaly areas carcinomas. I could feel biting in those areas. The worms fed on my blood and became engorged. I would scratch the itch and a whole lot of blood would come out, then immediately stop bleeding, like I had scratched through the creature’s stomach and the blood it had gotten from chewing on me came gushing out, then immediately stopped. I think that tiny parasites were there. Doctors call these kind of growths carcinomas and admit that they don’t really know what a carcinoma is. Thank God they are gone now, but scars remain, and I am trying to heal the scars with DMSO. I’m coughing up a lot of phlegm, and believe it is a cleansing, healing reaction to the therapy of the DMSO, not a toxic reaction to the DMSO itself. How do I know the difference? Intuition! I am still using zinc chloride, but I dilute it way down to just water with a little zinc salt in it. I also add a little magnesium chloride and sponge myself down with the slightly salty water.

I will continue to watch for signs of toxicity. Coughing up phlegm is a sign of toxicity. But I believe it is the cleansing that is freeing up toxins to be eliminated. The proof of that will come when my skin clears up. Until then I am going on faith. If after a while my skin doesn’t clear up, I’ll stop and try something else.

The freckles on my face are darker this morning. I spent a couple hours yesterday pulling weeds in the sun. I bit the stickers off the edges of the wide end of a leaf of aloe vera, then pulled the front and back peels apart, and rubbed the gel from each half, of about a square inch of leaf, on my face and neck. Then I applied 99 percent DMSO roll-on over the aloe. I figure I made about a 50/50 recipe of aloe and DMSO directly on my face and neck. Now I’m letting it dry. In a few minutes I’ll add a salve I have been using for the last few years made from MSM lotion, zinc oxide, calcium carbonate, red iron oxide, and a little yellow iron oxide to match my skin tone. I have a lot of healing yet to do and the salve hides as it heals. The scaly dry patches are now replaced with pink scars. I had to treat the carcinomas one or two at a time with zinc chloride. If I tried to do more than two or three at once, the pain was unbearable and I would rub or wash off the zinc chloride before it was through working. To have finally completed that process after years is a milestone! Before the zinc chloride, which I started about a year ago, I used Cansema from an Equadorian supplier. It worked, but only if I wore it day and night for several days, walking around, doing my business with dark brown stuff on my nose, cheek or forehead. That got tiresome. I wanted something transparent that would work with my flesh colored zinc oxide and iron oxide salve. I found that in the zinc chloride. Prior to the Cansema, I used trichloracetic acid. That worked too. All three methods of carcinoma removal hurt like the dickens for a few minutes after application and leave scars. The trichloracetic acid creates a huge scab that lasts about a week before it starts to get smaller then eventually heals. I have also been treated with liquid nitrogen at dermatologist offices. Liquid nitrogen also hurts when applied, makes a thick scab that eventually goes away, and often either leaves a scar or the carcinoma comes back. I saw a dermatologist a few months ago and then I started getting scary letters from Medicare that I could be billed as much as $1000. Therefore I have not arranged a follow up. The time before that, several years earlier, I had several squirts of liquid nitrogen (and a biopsy or two) and it took me a year to pay off the cost.

I’ve been thinking, this could be Paradise right here right now. If I look at it that way it becomes that way. Maybe we allow psychopaths to rule us because we find them entertaining in a buffoonish sort of way. There are plenty of lovely people to pay attention to, lovely plants and lovely animals, a wonderful world, and plenty of nice things in it.

THE MORAL ECONOMY AND THE IDEA OF AMERICA Most of this book is about what happens when markets are so concentrated and dysfunctional that monopolies overtake politics and courts and schools, crush people’s spirits, inflame racism, create more poverty and inequality, destroy journalism, and elevate a few men (and even fewer women) to powerful, unaccountable positions governing us. Obviously, it is urgent that we stop this trend, using antitrust, among other tools. But we should aim our sights higher than just creating not-terrible markets; we should seek to enable markets that are actually part of our freedom, spaces for creativity, compassion, and warmth. Anti-monopolism is not just a way station on a quest to get rid of markets altogether, but an essential component of a free society. Break ‘Em Up, Recovering Our Freedom From Big Ag, Big Tech and Big Money, by Zypher Teachout, 66% into the book.

Excellent book, but there are more areas than big ag, big tech, and the big banks. Teachout did have a short section on big pharma in which she tells of a very likable man in his 40s who died because he couldn’t afford his insulin. Big defence would be another, and there is some information about that in the book also. I think the next step after reading Break ‘Em Up, and becoming aware of the problem of monopoly, would be to formulate a plan for breaking them up. Where do we start? Monopolies are entrenched in every industry, squeezing out competition, wringing the life out of workers, cheating suppliers, overcharging customers, and sullying the souls of managers, owners, investors, and regulators. What is the first monopoly to break up? They are all so big that the repercussions from spinning off the acquisitions and mergers in one monopoly will affect everything else in the economy. Maybe they all have to be done at once. Reorganize every monopoly into its component parts on paper only and set a date for the real changes to take effect. Break them up. This has to be done!

They can do it themselves. They can be required to submit a plan to the attorney general by a certain date, then implement it by another certain date, maybe a year for the whole thing. Facebook has to spin off WhatsApp and Instagram. Google has to spin off YouTube. Amazon has to spin off Whole Foods. And that’s just the beginning.

The pharmaceuticals industry is monopolized around patents. It is time to stop the bias favoring patented products over natural products for healing and health. Natural products should also be tested and their benefits proven. The standard jargon that there is no scientific evidence for a natural product being effective for a health condition needs to change. The evidence needs to be investigated and documented, not swept under the rug. The government bureaus in charge of health and disease need to be cleared of personnel with ties to the pharmaceutical industry, and include people who have a healthy scepticism of pharmaceutical products. The censorship and propaganda needs to stop. This country was founded on freedom of speech, or so we were taught. What happened to it lately? Does the media serve any purpose other than selling pharmaceutical products? You gatekeepers should be ashamed of yourselves for keeping out the truth and amplifying the propaganda! How do you sleep at night?

Stopped

I stopped, turned around, and faced the man who had called out to me. The dusk sky darkened.  My lungs deflated in a slow, silent exhale. The little bird captured in the upper left center of my rib cage fluttered nervously. I didn’t know the man by face, but he had medium brown skin, long, black hair captured in a braid, and a full body. He looked like a lot of the men in my husband’s extended family and tribe. I tried to carefully, silently, sneak another breath. Was this, too, forbidden?

Maybe I didn’t give him my full attention, but I should have. I wanted guidance. My mind was chattering, making excuses. How much I have whined about this moment, since it happened, a year ago. I didn’t know how to submit to another human being and still submit to God. Haven’t I learned this by now?

Submission is waiting, waiting to hear someone out completely. And then, once you have done that, make a judgement. Why are you here? Why are you hearing this? 

Sometimes it is the rantings of a lunatic, a person too full of himself. Other times it a signpost in the desert, without which you would lose your way.

BUYER BEWARE!

When I looked up the balance of my eBay credit card, in order to make the payment, in early February of this year, I was surprised by how much debt I had accrued. I recognized everything on the statement, except a $102.15 payment to OCEANMISTSHOP. I called the number on the statement and spoke to a female representative at Ocean Mist, who gloated sarcastically at the trap I had fallen into. “Did you read all the fine print in the documentation?” she sneered, triumphantly announcing, “You agreed to a subscription of a bottle of CBD oil every month!”

“That’s not true,” I countered, now remembering  a CBD purchase. “I only agreed to receive one bottle, and I only agreed to pay the shipping charges!”

I had responded to a pop-up ad on Facebook. It had a picture of Bill Maher. The ad stated that the pharmaceutical companies were suing Bill Maher because he was undercutting them with his inexpensive CBD oil, which was supposedly better than prescription drugs for just about everything. “CLICK HERE for 1 oz of high quality  CBD oil for the cost of shipping alone!”

The representative at Synchrony Bank, whom I spoke with after completing the call to Ocean Mist, wanted to know what proof I had to back my assertion that I had been quoted one price for a product, and billed another. Unfortunately, I have none. The whole page had disappeared once I put in my credit card numbers. I  received no email confirmation, or even a prompt from the webpage that the transaction had gone through. I wrongly assumed that the whole thing had fallen out, until about a week later, I received one ounce of caprylic acid that contained a small amount of CBD, in the mail. Still not wise to the game, I wrongly assumed that I was being billed around $7 for shipping.

Unfortunately, I threw out the shipping box, but still have the bottle. It says, “Ceremony CBD Oil, broad spectrum hemp extract, 1 Fl Oz (30 ml), 300 mg cannabidiol, THC free, other ingredient: caprylic triglycerides from coconut.” The Phoenix address of Ceremony CBD is on the bottle, and their phone number (which is different from the Maryland number I called to reach the Ocean Mist representative). 

The next time I put a credit card number into a web form, I took pictures of every page of the transaction. A day or two later, I verified that the billed amount matched the amount I had agreed to pay.

I can’t use this CBD oil, or any coconut products, anymore because my triglycerides were high in a lab test (even though I’m a vegan). Fortunately, the “subscription” was stopped after the first shipment, and, to prevent any more charges from Ocean Mist, Synchrony Bank issued me a new credit card.

300 mg CBD is 0.01058219 oz, which means the 1 oz bottle is 99% refined coconut oil, very expensive, and for me, internet shopping course tuition!

I now understand that beloved comedian, Bill Maher’s name was used on this product without his permission.

Antidote for Shame

Woke up suffering with guilt and shame. I was chaffing about little errors I had made—things I had already repented of. I understood that wallowing in negative emotions is harmful. I must find a way to get rid of this shame. 

I remembered the book I had written, Love and the Human Spirit, the novel. I’m going to launch it and promote it, along with my other books, after I finish the beginning guitar book I am currently working on, Scales and Chords: Guitar Basics. A character in the novel had advised the protagonist on the chakras. The 2nd chakra is where guilt and shame hits, he said. At the second chakra, you need a relationship with one of the manifestations of God, take Krishna for instance. I couldn’t find Krishna. I couldn’t find Jesus either. Then I remembered, later on in the novel, another character had shared about Baha’u’llah. I had read Baha’u’llah’s words about trustworthiness last night. There was trustworthiness, forbearance, truthfulness, still no relief from the shame. The character had shared something that I felt was embarrassing. Baha’u’llah had been held in a Tehran dungeon for 4 months in 1852. During that time he had been collared with a 100 pound chain, and seated on a bench with no way to lie down. Upon release, he was exiled to Baghdad. The scarring around his neck from the chain persisted. I put my tongue in the scar, like she had shared. How did I do that? Imagination. There is a principle that imagination is spiritual reality. Another thing is, imagination goes on all the time anyway, whether active or passive. It had been my passive imagination that had been producing the shame. Now, embracing Baha’u’llah, I fell asleep in perfect peace.

The beginning of the end of the Baby Boom

More babies were born in 1946 than ever before: 3.4 million, 20 percent more than in 1945. This was the beginning of the so-called “baby boom.” In 1947, another 3.8 million babies were born; 3.9 million were born in 1952; and more than 4 million were born every year from 1954 until 1964, when the boom finally tapered off. By then, there were 76.4 million “baby boomers” in the United States. They made up almost 40 percent of the nation’s population. (From https://www.history.com/topics/1960s/baby-boomers-1)

Now, 75 years later, what do we see in hospitalizations and deaths? Is there a discernible bump in the statistical curve? Are hospitals being overwhelmed by the needs of aging baby boomers? As there was in the birth rate 75 years ago, is there a noticeable spike in the death rate now? If 75 years after the end of World War II, there seemed to be a spike in hospitalizations and deaths, would we realize that, of course, this is the beginning of the end of the baby boom generation, or would we theorize some kind of an epidemic to explain the numbers?

A Spiritual Experience

The night before last I opened my Baha’i app to something in Epistle to the Son of Wolf. The passage said something to the effect of, “Be the best you can be to further the cause of elevating the spiritual consciousness of mankind in my name (Baha’u’llah).” Last night I searched for the passage again and couldn’t find it. 

The night before last I had a lucid dream and a mystical experience. In the dream I felt a man’s soft genitals land gently on the top of my head. It was very sweet. I started to think I must be dreaming about my husband. Then I realized this could be the Lord of the age. Am I allowed to experience him like this?

Then I was caught up in a violent whirlwind. I felt fear, then calmed myself thinking, ‘I am with my Lord.’ The experience is difficult to describe, or even remember, but I know it involved spiritual intimacy with the Lord, Baha’u’llah. He is so close to me now, he is intimately in my thoughts. The ride in the whirlwind was a thrill that I am eager to have again!

This may have been the passage that I read the other night, although I didn’t recognize it when I read it last night: “O peoples of the earth! Haste ye to do the pleasure of God, and war ye valiantly, as it behooveth you to war, for the sake of proclaiming His resistless and immovable Cause. We have decreed that war shall be waged in the path of God with the armies of wisdom and utterance, and of a goodly character and praiseworthy deeds. Thus hath it been decided by Him Who is the All-Powerful, the Almighty.” From Epistle to the Son of Wolf by Baha’u’llah.

This likely was the passage I read the other night, prior to the whirlwind experience, also from Epistle to the Son of Wolf, by Baha’u’llah: “Every cause needeth a helper. In this Revelation the hosts which can render it victorious are the hosts of praiseworthy deeds and upright character. The leader and commander of these hosts hath ever been the fear of God, a fear that encompasseth all things, and reigneth over all things.”

Food Adventure

A little math

I wanted to figure out how to dilute 35% food grade hydrogen peroxide to about 12-14%, for a surface disinfectant with low toxicity. I drew some pictures of pies to figure it out: 6-7 droppers of water, and 4 droppers of the 35% solution.

I had spent the previous evening going over the CDC mortality data for California for the past 12 months. I didn’t see too large of a spike, but it was a bit unsettling the way the numbers kept creeping up as time went on. Then I understood something. California has been steadily increasing in population for as long as I’ve been here. More people would mean more deaths. I added some population data to the spreadsheet, I had built from the CDC death data, and found that, if my data and calculations are correct, for the past 12 months, 13 to 16 people, per group of 100,000 Californians, has died every week during the past year. 

That  seems normal. After all this is Earth, not Heaven. People do die here. Death happens. This is a mortal realm. We know we are not going to be here forever. News people may wax dramatic and emotional about deaths, like they are trying to move us to tears, or trying to scare us, but death is nothing new, although it is tragic when it touches you personally. 

Contagion awareness

It is good that awareness of the spread of contagious disease is developing, along with ways to limit it. I was raised in a health conscious family. When we were sick, we were isolated. We were taught to wash our hands, and not pick our noses in public. The one of us, that had gone the longest without catching a cold, was rewarded by having first pick of the little goat steaks that were broiled for dinner. I was raised with an awareness of the spread of contagious disease. I learned ways to avoid picking up a bug, and ways to avoid spreading it if I did get one. 

You might say I was well indoctrinated with the germ theory. I had the opportunity to grow beyond the limits of that theory, when I was grown. Contagion is only one of the things that predispose a person to becoming ill. Lifestyle choices also play a role. 

The last time I got sick was February 2020. I had been using a protein preparation, externally, to try to heal lesions in my skin. It didn’t work. After I caught a cold, I realized that I had been using a slaughterhouse product. So, after a few days of sniffles, I threw out the keratin salve, and have been healthy since.

Toxin awareness

My immune system functions to keep me healthy, if I avoid certain toxic substances. Different toxins seem to predispose me to different health issues, some considered communicable, and some not. For me, I find that dietary toxins are more likely to cause an infection than mere exposure to a virus. I have been noting the cause and effect relationship between sugar and sickness for a long time. Sugar, that has been refined, seems to lower immunity. I noticed that association when my children were small. They rarely got refined sweets, so it was observable that when they did, they would get sick afterwards.

Wheat products cause constipation in me, which causes other problems if left to fester. I can tolerate wheat if it is whole grain, but not every day. However, even a little refined wheat will cause me such problems that now, anything that might contain wheat does not even look like food to me. It’s not willpower when I decline main dishes, breads and desserts, it’s just that I know what will happen to me if I eat it. Abdominal pain? Constipation? Hemorrhoids? No thank you!

Anything from an animal will bring on a cold or a flu for me. I have noticed this enough times, now, that anything, with meat, cheese, eggs or dairy in it, does not even look like food. It was tricky when I first started to figure this out, because sometimes, I would not get sick right away. I seemed to be getting away with eating meat and cheese for a while. I could eat it for a while and still feel healthy, as long as I avoided wheat and sugar. But then, suddenly I would get sick and pass a lot of snot. The amount of snot, I blew out or coughed up, would be comparable to the amount of meat, cheese and eggs I had eaten since the last time I had gotten sick. So without the virus, that eventually came along, I seemed to be getting away with dining on animals and their products. But eventually it caught up with me. 

Food adventure

The other night my husband and I were in town. He wanted a food adventure. I acquiesced. We entered a little Mexican bakery and restaurant that neither one of us had been to previously. He ordered in Spanish. The couple, that ran the little diner, may have had some working English, but he likes to use his Spanish every chance he gets. The tables were not to be used because of the, now eight months of, quarantine. I held the bag of hot food in my hands, savoring the aroma, while he drove home. He had purchased 3 tacos with hand-made corn tortillas and cactus. They were delicious! Fortunately my husband has the same avoid list that I do. Also, his Spanish comes in handy when he needs to explain what he wants and does not want in a taco.

Food Adventure

A little math
I wanted to figure out how to dilute 35% food grade hydrogen peroxide to about 12-14%, for a surface disinfectant with low toxicity. I drew some pictures of pies to figure it out: 6-7 droppers of water, and 4 droppers of the 35% solution.

I had spent the previous evening going over the CDC mortality data for California for the past 12 months. I didn’t see too large of a spike, but it was a bit unsettling the way the numbers kept creeping up as time went on. Then I understood something. California has been steadily increasing in population for as long as I’ve been here. More people would mean more deaths. I added some population data to the spreadsheet, I had built from the CDC death data, and found that, if my data and calculations are correct, for the past 12 months, 13 to 16 people, per group of 100,000 Californians, has died every week during the past year.

That seems normal. After all this is Earth, not Heaven. People do die here. Death happens. This is a mortal realm. We know we are not going to be here forever. News people may wax dramatic and emotional about deaths, like they are trying to move us to tears, or trying to scare us, but death is nothing new, although it is tragic when it touches you personally.

Contagious disease

It is good that awareness of the spread of contagious disease is developing, along with ways to limit that. I was raised in a health conscious family. When we were sick, we were isolated. We were taught to wash our hands, and not to pick our noses in public. The one of us that had gone the longest without catching a cold, was rewarded by having first pick of the little goat steaks that were broiled for dinner. I was raised with an awareness of the spread of contagious disease. I learned ways to avoid picking up a bug, and ways to avoid spreading it if I did get one.

You might say I was well indoctrinated with the germ theory. I had the opportunity to grow beyond the limits of that theory, when I was grown. Contagion is only one of the things that predispose a person to becoming ill. Lifestyle choices also play a role.

The last time I got sick was February 2020. I had been using a protein preparation, externally, to try to heal lesions in my skin. It didn’t work. After I caught a cold, I realized that I had been using a slaughterhouse product. So, after a few days of sniffles, I threw out the keratin salve, and have been healthy since.

Dietary toxins

My immune system functions to keep me healthy, if I avoid certain toxic substances. Different toxins seem to predispose me to different health issues, some considered communicable, and some not. For me, I find that dietary toxins are more likely to cause an infection than mere exposure to a virus. I have been noting the cause and effect relationship between sugar and sickness for a long time. Sugar, that has been refined, seems to lower immunity. I noticed that association when my children were small. They rarely got refined sweets, so it was observable that when they did, they would get sick afterwards.

Wheat products cause constipation in me, which causes other problems if left to fester. I can tolerate wheat if it is whole grain, but not every day. However, even a little refined wheat will cause me such problems that now, anything that might contain wheat does not even look like food to me. It’s not willpower when I decline main dishes, breads and desserts, it’s just that I know what will happen to me if I eat it. Abdominal pain? Constipation? Hemorrhoids? No thank you!

Anything from an animal will bring on a cold or a flu for me. I have noticed this enough times, now, that anything, with meat, cheese, eggs or dairy in it, does not even look like food. It was tricky when I first started to figure this out, because sometimes, I would not get sick right away. I seemed to be getting away with eating meat and cheese for a while. I could eat it for a while and still feel healthy, as long as I avoided wheat and sugar. But then, suddenly I would get sick and pass a lot of snot. The amount of snot, I blew out or coughed up, would be comparable to the amount of meat, cheese and eggs I had eaten since the last time I had gotten sick. So without the virus, that eventually came along, I seemed to be getting away with dining on animals and their products. But eventually it caught up with me.

Food adventure

The other night my husband and I were in town. He wanted a food adventure. I acquiesced. We entered a little Mexican bakery and restaurant that neither one of us had been to previously. He ordered in Spanish. The couple, that ran the little diner, may have had some working English, but he likes to use his Spanish every chance he gets. The tables were not to be used because of the, now eight months of, quarantine. I held the bag of hot food in my hands, savoring the aroma, while he drove home. He had purchased 3 tacos with hand-made corn tortillas and cactus. They were delicious! Fortunately my husband has the same avoid list that I do. Also, his Spanish comes in handy when he needs to explain what he wants and does not want in a taco.