Top 4 things on my mind...
Since my girlfriend is home sick with a 102 degree fever, and I am feeling a bit ran down and shakey myself.. it leads me to think about my own mortality a little more than I normally do. Here are the top 4 things things that are eatin' me at the moment.
1) Mercury Fillings. It will cost me $200 less to get the old school fillings put back in my teeth instead of new white resin ones after the dentist rips the old ones out. My dentist says it makes no difference, one is as good as the other, but I've heard other things. Some say the mercury slowly leaking out of our teeth cause Alzheimers, memory loss, MS, and just a ton of general cellular degradation and cellular death. When you put it that way, I think I should probably chuck out the $200 just to be on the safe side. But who to believe? I guess it doesn't really matter if she's right or not, who wouldn't rather have nice white resin teeth than ugly black mercury filled spotted teeth?
2) Sugar. Doing my research on mercury being released into my body I found an article on sugar that does not make me feel too good about my candy addiction. Aparently, sugar is a very pure form of glucose, pure meaning that everything that made it a food at one time has been stripped away and we've been left with pure fuel. At first I thought that might be a good thing... but no. It's not, because it gives us no nutrients, no vitimins, no minerals and not even enough of these natural elements to digest it's self. Our body has to rob the nutrients out of our bones and skin and other cells even to digest the shit. THis is not good! Osteoperosis sets in once your sugar need depletes your bone's calcium stores. THis isn't even talking about how it raises your blood sugar and makes you feel crazy and weepy and irritated all the time. OR how sugar consumption has been linked to cancer. Aparently cancerous cells LOOOOOVE a hit of pure glucose, and are very happy and particulary frisky when you keep a nice steady stream a comin'. You might think this is hogwash, and I would have agreed at some points in my life, but not so much now. In the end of my mom's life the thing she wanted all the time was candy and pudding and anything sweet. In fact, pudding was the last thing she ate, because thats what she wanted. I should say, that was the last thing the cancer cells wanted... :( I really have to figure out how to lay the candy down.
3) CRT radiation. CRT's as in the big ass computer monitors we all sit in front of all day and all night. Aparently they emit radiation, which in turn makes more murcury leak from your fillings. Fucking great.
4) Stress is bad.. Lack of sleep is bad. Worrying about everything is bad. Feeling stressed all the time keeps your blood pressure and adreneline sky high. I am starting to understand that the way we live our lives might have a link to how long we get to live them. I'm not ready to check out yet. I don't think I will be ready in 20 years. I wish we could go live in a treehouse, or an island, or a treehouse on an island. Ohhh I loved the Swiss Family Robinson. Why can't we live in a wonderful treehouse where you can see the stars and be rocked to sleep every night by the wind? Why can't we race zebras and ostriches? Okay.. I don't really want to do that. Racing ostriches seems inhumane. But to be rocked to sleep every night by the wind and caressed into sleep by the sounds of a rainforest all around you.. damn.. It sounds so far fetched, but I am sure there are people doing it. I wonder sometimes how our society brainwashes us all into living these lives we are living now. I mean, really, no one thinks when they are ten years old how they want to grow up and sit in front of a radiation emitting computer monitor for 10 hours a day. At ten I wanted to be a greeting card designer. In my head, that meant sitting at a big white art table on a stool and drawing pictures of baby bunnies and flowers and babies in their babtism gowns. It meant always having sharp colored pencils and thick white drawing paper, and an endless supply of kneaded rubber erasers. Today I sit in front of my mac and create ads for male escorts and life insurance salesmen. Would the ten year old me like me? No... not much, but she would like my truck and my freedom to buy as many two liters as pop as I want. She'd also like my haircut, and she'd like that I only buy shampoos and soaps not tested on animals. She'd like that I swim almost every day. I don't suppose thats doing so bad, over all...
1) Mercury Fillings. It will cost me $200 less to get the old school fillings put back in my teeth instead of new white resin ones after the dentist rips the old ones out. My dentist says it makes no difference, one is as good as the other, but I've heard other things. Some say the mercury slowly leaking out of our teeth cause Alzheimers, memory loss, MS, and just a ton of general cellular degradation and cellular death. When you put it that way, I think I should probably chuck out the $200 just to be on the safe side. But who to believe? I guess it doesn't really matter if she's right or not, who wouldn't rather have nice white resin teeth than ugly black mercury filled spotted teeth?
2) Sugar. Doing my research on mercury being released into my body I found an article on sugar that does not make me feel too good about my candy addiction. Aparently, sugar is a very pure form of glucose, pure meaning that everything that made it a food at one time has been stripped away and we've been left with pure fuel. At first I thought that might be a good thing... but no. It's not, because it gives us no nutrients, no vitimins, no minerals and not even enough of these natural elements to digest it's self. Our body has to rob the nutrients out of our bones and skin and other cells even to digest the shit. THis is not good! Osteoperosis sets in once your sugar need depletes your bone's calcium stores. THis isn't even talking about how it raises your blood sugar and makes you feel crazy and weepy and irritated all the time. OR how sugar consumption has been linked to cancer. Aparently cancerous cells LOOOOOVE a hit of pure glucose, and are very happy and particulary frisky when you keep a nice steady stream a comin'. You might think this is hogwash, and I would have agreed at some points in my life, but not so much now. In the end of my mom's life the thing she wanted all the time was candy and pudding and anything sweet. In fact, pudding was the last thing she ate, because thats what she wanted. I should say, that was the last thing the cancer cells wanted... :( I really have to figure out how to lay the candy down.
3) CRT radiation. CRT's as in the big ass computer monitors we all sit in front of all day and all night. Aparently they emit radiation, which in turn makes more murcury leak from your fillings. Fucking great.
4) Stress is bad.. Lack of sleep is bad. Worrying about everything is bad. Feeling stressed all the time keeps your blood pressure and adreneline sky high. I am starting to understand that the way we live our lives might have a link to how long we get to live them. I'm not ready to check out yet. I don't think I will be ready in 20 years. I wish we could go live in a treehouse, or an island, or a treehouse on an island. Ohhh I loved the Swiss Family Robinson. Why can't we live in a wonderful treehouse where you can see the stars and be rocked to sleep every night by the wind? Why can't we race zebras and ostriches? Okay.. I don't really want to do that. Racing ostriches seems inhumane. But to be rocked to sleep every night by the wind and caressed into sleep by the sounds of a rainforest all around you.. damn.. It sounds so far fetched, but I am sure there are people doing it. I wonder sometimes how our society brainwashes us all into living these lives we are living now. I mean, really, no one thinks when they are ten years old how they want to grow up and sit in front of a radiation emitting computer monitor for 10 hours a day. At ten I wanted to be a greeting card designer. In my head, that meant sitting at a big white art table on a stool and drawing pictures of baby bunnies and flowers and babies in their babtism gowns. It meant always having sharp colored pencils and thick white drawing paper, and an endless supply of kneaded rubber erasers. Today I sit in front of my mac and create ads for male escorts and life insurance salesmen. Would the ten year old me like me? No... not much, but she would like my truck and my freedom to buy as many two liters as pop as I want. She'd also like my haircut, and she'd like that I only buy shampoos and soaps not tested on animals. She'd like that I swim almost every day. I don't suppose thats doing so bad, over all...
posted by Kari at
2:01 PM
3 Comments:
If I knew at 10 years old what I'll be doing with my life now, I would be upset. I wouldnt be in court making munders go to prison, good people feeling freedom once again. Now, I am behind a desk checking in and out books. She would like how I am viewing life, my faith, how I value myself. How I tried fine art school, travled like my father, living life the way I can. Day by Day.
Great Entry! Bravo!! I love the way you write. you should do MORE OFTEN!!!
:o)
ohhhh the tree house sounds amazing. i would be scared becasue i am a frady cat.
but its true, there is the shit with the sugar. male escorts are today's bunnies.
fruit instead of sugar!
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