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Saturday, August 13, 2011

Squatch for the Day

Inner peace is like the Sasquatch—many people claim it's real, but most remain skeptical until the moment it seizes them while they're meditating on a mountaintop.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Droga

So for the first time in my life I did yoga an hour after taking an Oxycodone. It was like magic. It felt almost like nothing was wrong, but I knew to be very careful about thay drunken illusion. I would never recommend anyone be even mildly altered while practicing ever. But My back and hip pain are literally bringing me down rapidly. To be able to move as I did last night was so healing. I worried about how I would feel this morning. But Im ok. I'll wait a day before I do it again...this time I want to use the drugs regularly (instead of only when it was absolute hell) as a doctor told me so I dont loose the rest of my body!  (duh)
My whole adult life I shunned even asprin after a gym teacher pointed out hidingthe pain would inevitably lead to worsened injury...although I still buy into that...Im getting older and shit REALLY hurts! The emotional down from not being able to walk etc..you so start to grow cobwebs...anyway...for the sake of science Im going to document my expeience with this next 15 pills.....and hopefully keep a close eye on my self and fix this 7 month long pain with the yoga.
There is some aleve ad running on tv of late with a yoga teacher who says she needs her pain meds to put on a good front for the people....i thought at first "She obviously doesn't know about Bikram. She does stupid yoga etc" but Im seeing things more forgively now after last night....brb for a spell check!

Oxy Yoga ad the Brain Washed World

We've evolved past times where we should be worry about how things "seem" to ther people...it should be crazy unbridled blogging for ideas-instead everyone is afraid of each other. Why? Mayb because if you tak ethe money away you'd find you have no one who gives a crap about you? Fact. Yoga anyone?
Talking about drugs makes people uncomfortable. I was prescribed oxycodone back in Feb after a bad fall, and I took unti july to use those 15 pills-but if I mention to an acquaintance anything about my experience-the mere mention of the word "oxy" has her mind running to the gutter. Her eye tell me she thinks suddenly Im Rish Limbaugh etc....This is why my grandmother always claimed TV was evil-now I get it-she was right in a way...too bad she didnt have a better way of expressing it (angrily shutting off I Love Lucy in the middle when I was like 7...that didnt fly) .... why we're afraid to really talk to each other is because of the created instability from mood swings...sthe system tries not to allow for it. Ever since reagan this uber patriotic nationalism has reigned. In previous generations Im sure to some degree also...but I was only 12 and I could see the choreography behind Ronnie going on...I made the mistake of believing the adults would see it too-had no idea they would run with it....alas I realize how few understand :(
So in other words talking about the need to be comfortable is a touchy subject. Isnt that fascinating? Words are so much more valuable than money because they're that powerful. That precious. But people don't want to use the dictionary and learn to describe their own journey through life, even just in conversation. People nowadays want to memorize the required thinking best, and thats how society more than ever allows some to excell (lol I forget how to spell the real word)...and some to fall between the cashless cracks.
When there is money there is a garden to grow and enjoy life to some degree or another, but  the illusion so many have that they are chosen or anything but lucky is why things appear to be coming apart at the seams according to TV. The military industrial system has taken a big dump and what;s happened in London (maybe WI and I dont know where else) will be coming to a theater near us guaranteed.
Ive been blessed with an angel in my life this year and Im alive because of her. I try not to go too deeply into analyzing this fortune, but I mention it because I have so brutally victimized by other "yoga teachers" in the past 5 years I have to laugh when I think how a child locked up in a basement or in a box finds his or her way (are these tv stories real? or just meant to get us thinking? abouut what they want us to think about).
Is it because taking longer, time to write both words "his and hers" that I ran into a beautiful young woman a few weeks ago who had her breasts cut off for political reasons?  The first time I was given a visual of a man chopping off a womans breasts was in a story about war in Nicaragua. Is that really 30 yrs ago? The visual always stuck with me. I was horrified because I felt the rage coming from the man and in an instant I understood the reality of the rape....but Im expected to congratulate her and be politically correct, because Cher's daughter moved past nipple rings at an earlier age? I mean....I am not judging...the girl (mo boy she wants to be called) was so beautiful inside and out, she's allowed....but it's like our ability to express what we feel is so stuffled by image conscious superficiality...its like its chronic...
Mark Twain couldn't reveal who he was because of all the stupidity that rushes to murder in the world....maybe its too late? But if people dont start exercising their tongues? This tower of babble will crumble sooner than later.