Eat Yourself To Death

So were pretty much all drug addicts to some degree. Instead we are not sniffing white powder or sharing needles

We are eating it and its okay! Since it is all in the name of profit.

I really want to fixate my lifestyle to a more health independent style of living. We are so far off disharmonious with humanity and nature it’s the main reason for primarily in my opinion 99% of our issues. I blame the necessary game of Capitalism. The need to always in a sense maximize your profits. This without a doubt creates the need to drive the self-ego so high it becomes destructive from take any means necessary to be on top. 

tumblr_myye37qYif1toiuoco1_500This than sparked my new perspective on part of the world today and why its so hard to live a positive well filled life we were meant to live.

After watching a ton and one documentaries about things that run America ( Business, Politics, Money)  I started to how everything is connected with the issues we have today down the individual.

More and more and more It leads to the top of  Billion dollar corporate business’s


 

To keep the body in good health is a duty… otherwise we shall not be able to keep our mind strong and clear. – Buddah


Food industries and drugs industries go hand and hand with even more hands on the political influence that regulates them. Food companies make profit of people that they can make addicted to it. So food industries, with the dogma of getting the most profit off the lowest production value possible create these dead foods that lack substantial amount of its natural nutrition through it being processed and drench in tons of additives!

common sense once your body lacks nutrition you can get sick, plus the known dangerous chemicals added to the food like (dye, aspartame, corn syrup)  enhance other health problems.

What happens when you get sick ?

You run to the drug companies and pay a fortune that is suppose to Aide to your health, but does it? No, well not in the risk of thousands of other complication the drug can cause in you alone.
so to aid the complication of a headache from eating MC Donald’s, you add aspirin to the mix on top of the thousands of chemicals added to your foods. You body is on a consistent under attack! 

Now with these companies with these billions of dollars sponsor politicians with paid persuaders called “Lobbyist” to push regulations that bet suits them. Consumer corps do the same thing, as well as banks. Especially during these presidential elections, if you took the time to research which big banks sponsored these presidents as well as drug companies,  You will be in awe! as I was 


 

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Drugs industries make money of people that are sick. Each pill taken is equated to a certain amount of money that can be profit off a person. Do you really think that these Donation companies are looking for a direct cure? No companies are not going to cure, with a pill, a disease that they are making billions and billions of dollars off of. They will however make a strong of pill that can lets say kill 99.99% of disease and tell you to take one strong pill a day for the rest of your life. A lifetime customer guaranteed! 

Like Lysol, I always questions why don’t they kill all 100% of the bacteria, Well, if they did there would be no need to buy another Lysol and the business will run out of profit. that 00.01% bacteria can reproduce and then Hey! time to buy more.

I don’t want to sound Hippie-like but getting in touch with our origin would better soothe us then some next man. Nature seems to take care well of every other species except for us. Humans and their ego thinking we can survive on our own and we cant.

Man made food are destructive, as well as man made health !  

Its like a negative seed that grows with the help of negative charged water, to  water a negative plan with positively charged water it will die.

and that how I see these corporations. As for ever time someone wants to do good that threatnes their profits they come and swipe them away with these regulations that suits processed food companies only, were we as consumers loose the full right to eat healthy

but we can splurge on MC Donald 24/7

I sometimes break these effects down to a human cognitive

I steal food because I don’t’ have food,  I don’t have food because I cant afford, I cant afford 549f708772d87741b65ddab0f652b6fdbecause I don’t make enough money, I don’t make enough money because wages are stagnant, stagnant wages inconsistent with inflation risen, inflation rise etc etc !

The Top 1 % that are in america control the flow of money, but if the flow of money is a full cycle of negativity, everything that building out of money will be negative because the meaning and core of money in itself aid to selfishness of these business owners and the constitutions protecting government complete control and regulation for the people, because they billion dollar companies influence the political structure.

Sit down and think about it and wonder why things the way they are and slowly as I am you would see clearly why.  

Just educate yourself, Do be so dependent on companies with these “experts” We do not know more than nature and the thought that we do is why we are in this disharmonious cycle 

If you have Netflix WATCH!
Hunger for change
Farmageddon
Vegucated
Food Matters
Food Inc
Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead 

Read :Cures they don’t know you to know by Kevin Trudeau 

One Ear: I Thought It Was A Headache.

It’s been almost six months since I was unexpectedly force to turn a new leaf.
I lost my hearing in my left ear. I can’t hear. It closed like a store going out of business.
Here is what happened…
I’m a survivor.

We heard this saying many times before, “You can be hear today and gone tomorrow.” Boy, did this prophetic saying consume me on Friday, October 25th 2013.  It was a normal cold day for me before New York endured a brutal winter. I had just finished my class. Friday ended another dramatic week between my soul mate and I. Still regurgitating my mix feelings from that I decided to a Vogue competition to pay homage for those who had died the past year. I got there late however, because of my class. Me and many other late comers were stranded cold outside H.M.I.

It was very funny because, we were trying so hard to go to a place that was over capacity instead of just giving up and going home. People called others to sneak them in, others used their political powers, some made it in others including me didn’t. One of my haus members said on 14th Street in a center there held another “function.” So the leftovers decided “hey why not.” So we all walked from Astor place to 13 St. which is roughly a 20 minute walk.

There, I competed against others that participated in this underground culture. Surprisingly, I got my first win. After countless of failed battles I finally won! I was excited to win a 25 dollars best buy gift card. (which I still haven’t used yet, I just don’t know what to buy from there.)  This was definitely inspiring to compete in a more major competition involving 500$ for the winner, in little over a month.  I celebrated my victory in BBQ’s with a few others drinking and eating, feeling like an outcast, but still being around people was fun.

I‘m on the 6 train heading home. Randomly, a small pain in the back of my neck appeared. I thought it was my du-rag that was on my head was too tight. So, I loosen the head wrap.

Ten minutes pass and the pain literally traced the back of my head to the other side of my ear, from left to right. I then thought, okay, well it’s just a headache from the McDonald I ate earlier. Maybe, I’d just ate and danced too soon.

Twenty minutes passed
Now, I thought I am just experiencing a migraine as the pain intensified quickly! The pain got so intense that I couldn’t even walk to the bus stop with out stopping every two steps. I would walk with my right hand over my right eye, my left head was massaging the back of my neck. It was night by this time, so I could have just looked in distress or suffering a headache.

This wasn’t a regular headache though. My neck bolting and throbbing constantly in agony, I knew something was up. I aboard sitting right at the front of the bus. There I squirmed, panted, and convulse slightly rushing to get home on the bus. My eyes weighed a ton. The lights around me felt like needles piercing my eyes. The stiffness grew extremely tight to where I couldn’t pull my head back without increasing the the pain already there. Breathing became painful as letting too much oxygen hurt my brain.

When I got off the bus It took me ten minutes to walk home when it would only take three. I would stop mid walk about to wail in pain so high. I wanted to pick up the phone and call my mom downstairs to save me. This crisis whipped me so quickly in a matter of minutes. Trembling, I take out my keys for the lobby door. I took out my keys for my apartment door. I still was in so much pain. I thought, well let me just make some tea, maybe with some tea and a hot shower this headache would simmer.

I grab a pot. Filled it with water. Then, I went to the bathroom looking in the mirror I’m greeted with a face of despair. I grab the ibuprofen. I sit in my foyer squirming again. I’m kicking and panting. The throbbing. The bolts of pain. I grew cold and I said that’s enough. I can’t walk. I desperately was in need for my mom as she was peacefully sleeping. I awake her violently with my cry for help. she jumps out the bed as a mother would saying, “What, Dontae, what is wrong?”

Mom, I have to go to the hospital I can’t walk my head hurts so bad and it’s so stiff.”  Still, I wish I can start crying to some how release the emotions built up. All I can do is put on my shoes. My body was attacking me from the inside and I had to fight against it to mobilize myself. We jumped in the car. My mother questions me about what may have caused this. All I can say was I don’t know!

She grunts and tries to drive at a reasonable fast speed. Its midnight now. We arrived at the emergency room still excruciating and trembling. The distortion of my face prompt the nurses to ready me first for the doctor. As they taking my blood pressure and temperature I scream for them to hurry up and solve this issue. My mom worried immensely argues with the nurses to find a doctor quick. The workers, I hear them. They are trying to calm my mother as she starts to become uneasy.

I purge all the food I had that day. The McDonald’s, the liquor, the chicken from BBQ’s. I even saw a spot of white digested in the mix. The ibuprofen never reached my blood stream. The nurses panic and rushed me to a bed giving me a blue bag to purge into. Eventually, I got stabilized in the emergency room.

I‘m placed in a bed. I’m kicking, screaming, yelling, fidgeting, fussing in the covers. I finally started to cry in agony. I cry out for my mother hurry her to get the doctor. I cry out for my mother to hold my hand. She was my only God at the moment. Breathing too deeply caused immense pressure to the back of my head. Lifting my head up, to the left and right caused immense pressure to the back of my head. There was no escaping the pain…unless I don’t think, just still and bite the bullet.

Hours upon hours I sit in a pool of distraught. The doctor still never came. Eventually…he did.
In tears, describe to the all the situations I am going through and what I feel like. He delivered a few choice words saying how he is going to do a spinal tap. This a process in which they draw liquid from your spine to test for white blood cell count.

I ball up in a fetal position. He explains the process once more. If I move to much I can paralyze myself as it only take a wrong tap into a neuron.

A minute later he says, “Yeah, It is what I thought it would be. The liquid is extremely cloudy indicating a massive infection. I think you have…”