Exploding Rockstars

Autophagy -the word   the algorithm refuses to recognize. A red squiggly line gets inserted under that word (as well as the word "kratom") by the text editor which Messenger™ defaults to.

It's as if   Big Pharma and Big Tech are colluding to discourage people from thinking that it's even a word, never mind a reference to something that could potentially be related to reduced profits for "healthcare" agencies.

Don't fast and   detox intermittently and let your body self heal; we've got some amazing pills to do that! -type of thing...

I broke the   6 day water-and-pink-salt diet. I don't have a scale but the three quarters of an inch flab I had around my abdomen like a spare tire (for a racing bike) has shrunk.

I was euphoric   and satiated as I lived off of my fat, plus having all the "fat soluble" THC from any weed I might have smoked the past 21 days or so reentered my blood stream...

The next thing   I'm going to make an effort to regulate is my sleep habits...

Thinking back to   the times I was in peak health, I was sleeping in a tent in the woods, usually from about 1:30 am., until I was good and rested, maybe by 9:14 am., or so.

The sunlight in   my eyes had the effect of snapping me fully awake and preparing me for a highly-charged "homeless busker" lifestyle.

The food I   was pulling out of a dumpster behind a Winn-Dixie turned out to be about 7% carbs; 25% protein; and the rest, fat (with the olive oil that I sauteed fresh, often "oily," fish in, over a fire contributing).

Fast forward 20   years and there are now people wearing lab coats in Youtube videos with titles like: "Eat This, And Never Get Sick!"

I'm waiting for   one of them to put the crowning touch on the diet by mentioning: "And 2 or 3 glasses of Cabernet Sauvignon is more than just alright, but rather, an important addition..."

I used to   call it "the meal of life." 12 ingredients comprising the entire diet..

Using my own   body as a laboratory for food experimentation, as I have done, probably never would have occured had I not been blessed with almost debilitating "eczema," as a youth...

My first 3   day juice fast and cleanse was a eureka moment, when I found that I was comfortable in my own skin, beyond what I could have imagined, as soon as I was totally emptied of food, with my pee being as clear as water...

Note: Whenever I   have gone onto r/eczema on Reddit and have tried to help people who have posted under titles like "Don't know how much longer I can live like this, I've tried everything!" I have often drawn the most snarky comments from the same "people?" I'm trying to help, like: "You self righteous POS! You know nothing about me; nothing about my history! You can take your fad fish diet and f** off! I tend to take advice from Phd.'s in Biology, not street musicians. I hope you die a painful, protracted death!" type of thing...

My comments are   demoted and elbowed out so that the discussions about pharmaceuticals "If Dupixent™ isn't working; there's this other drug..."

Sure, keep eating   cereal in milk, a sleeve of white powdered doughnuts washed down with orange soda for breakfast; but switch to this new drug.

The incidents of   people becoming sterile from it are highly rare; don't listen to people like street musician Daniel; he's probably a bot; or worse, someone who supports RFK Jr...the guy who's trying to take away our state provided honey buns and government funded Cool Ranch Doritos™!

Screw him! Instead...have   you heard of this new eczema medication on the market; some of the preliminary results have been encouraging...?

So, circadian rhythms   are on my mind now. Getting a half hour of sunlight at about the same time every morning is something I'm being intuitively drawn to..

Having spent no   money on food, alcohol, weed or any of the other debaucherous indulgences that a full-stomached, drunk and stoned guy might be tempted into; has been priceless (pun intended).

I went out   yesterday and walked 3/4 mile to Walgreen's, where I got keto test strips, creatine monohydrate, q-tips for Harold's ears, paper coffee filters, alkaline water and a Rockstar™ sugar free energy drink.

I was thinking   that the latter would give me energy for walking home, since I was still at the stage of fasting where I would see stars in my eyes if I stood up quickly, type of thing...

So, that day   became a referendum on Rockstar™ energy drinks, as that was definitely the only thing in my stomach.

When trying to   balance all the stuff in my arms, standing in line, I had dropped the Rockstar™ and the young lady behind me was nice enough to pick it up and balance it in my arms...

So, once outside   I opened it; and at least a third of the contents erupted out of the can like a beer would have...

I had to   smile over how the Lord saw to it that 2/3 of a Rockstar™ sugar free drink would be enough for me, in the state I was in.

Had I been   in, say, Colorado, the contents might not have exploded out because of the altitude...right?

Here it is   Friday at 7 past midnight; and the 'reset' continues; bleeding over into efforts at decluttering the apartment..

I sometimes think   if my room had my bed, my guitar and whatever lesson book I was studying out of, and nothing else...that would be optimal...

The heigtened sense   of smell, combined with the contageosness of cleanliness -wanting the inner to be reflected in the immediate environment has prompted me to clean the kitchen and empty the trash at the slightest trace of odor eminating from it...

What sucks is   noticing how strong the smell of auto exhaust is when just walking along the sidewalks outside...

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