Taomeow

To help with "confusion": monoatomic gold is not colloidal gold. It is in ORME state -- Orbitally Rearranged Monatomic Elements. An ORME is obtained from noble metals -- gold, platinum, silver, palladium, osmium, ruthenium, rhodium and iridium. Why folks brought up colloidal silver (or gold) is understandable, it's good stuff, but part of this discussion only by association. I grew up with my great-great-grandmother's silverware. Silver is a soft metal, so by the time I ate with those spoons and forks, which had been in regular everyday use for some 150 years, none of the spoons were symmetrical, they were eaten off on one side (the side closer to the mouth when a right-handed person holds the utensil -- the lower lip shaved off a tiny bit of silver with every spoonful eaten.) We had physicians and folk healers and quite likely witches in the family all the way to prehistory I was told, and it was common knowledge among them that routinely eating with silver utensils supplies a dose of silver both necessary and sufficient, no measuring required. I haven't looked at ORME physics and ORME biology closely enough to figure out if any of that slowly but surely eaten silverware may have contained it. All I know is, of those people who used it for 150 years, quite a few were killed in wars and revolutions and wars again, but those who weren't typically died in their late 90s, usually from the first illness of a lifetime. That ancestral set is lost, alas. All I have left is a picture of me, under one year old, playing with an empty silver sugar bowl, which I vaguely recall being fond of licking...

At least nine times.

Thanks for the information. Most of the quoted "Guardian Alliance" stuff is gibberish of the worst order. And someone of unknown developmental history dying at 67 only means MAG is not the Golden Pill of Immortality... but that I already know. The illuminati connection is always worth looking into though, so I will. I used to hang out with people who make this stuff on FB, but unfriended them because there's never enough time to look into everything, and I try to keep my interests under control, to the extent possible (curiosity and cats... I'm aware.) BUT the guy in charge was indeed an illuminati... a rebellious one who turned against "his kind." But how. Perhaps MAG caused him to?.. Anyway, I'll take another look, thank you.

So, once again I seem to be dealing with something that can make people crazy. How many times I did this! I lost count. Anything that connects oneself to oneself is dangerous for those who don't know themselves and don't know how to process the emergent connections. A psychiatrist friend of mine used to tell me about her cases -- she had a patient who was a meditation teacher for 12 years, one day something clicked inside and that person wound up in a mental institution. She had another who refused to open her eyes for 3 years after Lasic eyesight correction -- she wound up with perfect eyesight but kept saying just one thing, "it was a terrible mistake." It can be anything... Know thyself. Know thyself is the mantra of mantras. Anyway, I'm back on low doses, and it may, just may be doing something. Something subtle. An easier time dealing with certain things I keep avoiding and putting off and procrastinating away, which however are a nagging irritant because I know they have to be done. I just went ahead and dealt with some of them. If that's what MAG is going to be doing, that's exactly the effect I'm after. I want to win only one battle in this world -- against the aspects of me that refuse to cooperate with other aspects of me. The inner dividers that don't bend to my intent. Those parts are also me, just not impeccable enough. I am after an inner sense of impeccability. I don't care how it manifests in the outer world and how "peckable" it appears to others. I want eternal peace between me and me...

Oh, OK, I understand better now. Thank you. Stay healthy.

Source? Dosage? Prior state of health? You think it was the thing that turned you from a healthy person into an unhealthy one? Nothing else was ever wrong? I nearly died from an over-the-counter cough remedy once. A few years later turned out that in fact many people did, because it could cause a sudden catastrophic drop in blood pressure leading some of the unlucky seekers of the common cold relief into a coma. It was not dangerous for people with elevated blood pressure though, only for people with normal or low blood pressure. Go figure.

I like the polyandry part. Communism, not so much. You need to keep in mind that the dangers of many, many safe and efficient natural remedies are greatly exaggerated (and often outright made up) by the pharma as a matter of course. To my knowledge, there was only one documented case of argyria in the US, in a woman whose skin tone was the least of her problems. Never heard of chrysiasis. In any event, the stuff I got is not colloidal gold, it's monoatomic gold. As for colloidal silver, I've taken it in massive amounts on occasion (a whole bottle in one day) because in concentrations no lower than 500ppm it kills the common cold and many other infections within hours if you don't skimp on the dose. 500ppm is now a rarity to hunt down, whereas some ten years ago all local HFSs used to carry it. Now they carry the 10ppm stuff (useless) -- for the same price. Despicable.

I played throughout my childhood. There were chess masters in the family. I am not one of them. But chess decided my fate one day. In my teens I wound up playing most of my games with my best friend, a girl I grew up with. We beat everybody else in our surroundings, so, no challenge there except against each other. Then in college, she studied math and computer science and I got to meet some of her college friends, some of them geeks with serious chess on the side -- well, this is Russia, right? One day a classmate of hers dropped by when we were about to start a game, someone who was reputed to be their best player. I challenged him to play with me. He looked amused -- what, seriously? At the time, I looked like someone who's into, well, this and that and rock-n-roll, not someone who can name the pieces. I won the first game, he admitted he hadn't been taking me seriously enough and wasn't really trying, so, with new understanding that he still needs to pay attention even if the opponent is just me, he set up the second game, which I promptly won again. He was visibly having an identity crisis. We played for the third time -- it was a long game, he was giving it all he had -- and I won again. He quickly said good-bye and left. About a year later I happened to meet his brother. Who wanted to find out who that girl was his brother couldn't stop talking about. Long story short, I wound up marrying brother number 2. Interestingly, I never won a game against my brother-in-law ever again. Not even close.

I don't participate in these discussions. The only reason I posted my "Ahem..." was to respond to the assertion that insects and larvae were historically our Paleo sources of animal protein, and there's only so much junk science I can stomach in one sitting. Have you noticed what I was actually talking about? Probably not. That's OK. I've paid my dues to the V party and I ain't paying another cent. Happy trails.

Ahem... We spent 400,000 years of our latest evolution chiefly in the ice ages lasting an average of 70,000 years each (quite a few of them longer) with interludes of warmer climates (interglacials) lasting an average of 10,000 years (some of them shorter). Not many insects available, not many larvae -- to be precise, zero availability for stretches of tens of thousands of years at a time formidably exceeding in duration the stretch of our current end-of-interglacial civilization. So the non-eating of those goodies is not a modern idea arising in a local supermarket. We just couldn't lay our hands on them, much as we would like to, for the bulk of our developmental history as a species. We hunted, not for what comes easy in interglacials, but for what we had to get in order to survive as a species during the ice age: not just large animals, but invariably the largest and fattest animal in the environment. Such as the whale and the woolly mammoth. I've been to a market in the Amazon rain forest. You get there by boat only, there's no roads. You get to meet sellers from remote villages and tribal settlements and sample their fares. Yes, a couple of them sold grubs, skewered shish kabob style, but there was also a whole row of giant tortoises, some as big as bathtubs, and many kinds of fish and octopi and squid and a whole wild animal looking like a pig-sized rat whose meat is reportedly the tastiest on earth. A vegetailsta shaman will observe a special diet (very complex for some of the plants they work with, way more complex than the ayahuasca diet), and someone very poor will subside on plantains and potatoes and an occasional chicken egg -- but voluntary vegetarianism invariably means a particular specific period in shamanic training with various entheogenic and magical plants, and the idea of doing it for any other reason is simply nonexistent. I am planning to get back to paleo-style eating (with some individual modifications), and I can assure you that if I lived in the tundra or in the rain forest, I wouldn't shop for my meat at a local HFS as I do now, but the human brain is predominantly made of animal fat, and that's why it is so smart and can think up a way to adapt. I have to adapt to not having any whales handy. So, grass-fed pasture animals are my current adaptation. But not for long. Winter is coming.

Priceless.

That would be awesome, thanks for the thought! I don't know if it would clear the customs, I used to get bottled stuff from Europe, the package was marked "herbal medicine" or "cosmetic," but it was a few years ago and I don't know the situation right now. Hopefully it's still doable -- if it's not too much trouble. I am thinking ahead to taiji camp, which my teacher conducts every year -- six hours of taiji six days a week -- last year I would have used the jow the very first day if I had it, because I discovered that my shoes and the floor of the premises didn't know each other and failed to communicate. Usually it's a good idea to match one to the other, i.e. if the floor is sticky, the shoes have to be more on the gliding side, whereas if the floor is slippery, the shoes have to have traction... well, I got it wrong both ways, the first day the floor glued my foot and twisted something in it, the second day (different shoes) I just couldn't stand my ground in push-hands -- they push, I go skating. By day three I finally figured out the shoe-floor alliance, but had to keep borrowing other people's aches and pains remedies because I didn't think ahead to maybe needing my own... and between those concoctions being invariably either too stinky or not efficient enough, or both, I wasn't a happy camper. Or, rather, I was, but my ankle wasn't.

Called me today too, after a long break -- they used to call with some regularity, then I read a whole company of those fraudsters in India got busted, but apparently not all of them. I just hung up, and the caller didn't persevere this time (at least so far). But I'll be better prepared for the next call. I have a very, very loud old blender, I keep meaning to replace it because of the noise it makes. Well, while I still have it, I'll turn it on and hold the phone right next to its roar and also add some blood-curdling meows of my own, and then turn everything off and announce, in an eerie voice, "I released the demon that devours phone scamsters to live inside your head, eating your brain." Well, not really. Not after two or three calls. That would be too cruel. Definitely on the fourth.

Gone from the forum... French proverb: "To leave a place -- to die a little."

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The meaning of "got strength, don't need brains" in the original is sarcastic, it is used in situations when, e.g., someone breaks something by trying to open it or fix it. I was thinking just recently that all the arguing on this site and elsewhere about this or that "correct" translation is pointless. Even the context doesn't necessarily help. What helps is familiarity with situational use. And that's oral transmissions. Does the Bible really teach the believers that "money is the answer to everything?" (Ecclesiastes 10:19) Does Laozi really mean what he says verbatim, "Tao can be told, tao is not eternal?" (Chapter 1)

Yeah, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference. On top it says, Young and Wise On the bottom, a play on two proverbs stringed together into a syllogism of sorts -- "knowledge is strength" and "got strength, don't need brains."

I had a custom formula, probably still have it somewhere, but would take some digging to find. I used rum. I remember the bottle was supposed to sit in the ground for a year but I didn't have the patience, so it was more like two months, also good, not as strong but good. I also remember two of the ingredients, sanqi and xuejie, the former because I had a hard time breaking and powdering it (the root is hard as stone and I didn't have a presliced version) and the latter because I liked the idea of using a dragon's blood. A family member had a bad experience with a paste akin to the shaolin thing, obtained from a local Chinese herbalist -- the paste came off with the skin, leaving weeping wounds. So, I'm wary of unproven sources now. I used to have an acupuncturist/herbalist in Chinatown in NYC who was very trustworthy, but I don't know anyone trustworthy here in CA. If your guy still sells his paste or jow... well, just asking, just in case.

War is to make peace. Want peace? Get ready for war. Peace is to make war.

I heard this argument so many times -- first regarding socialism in the Soviet Union, and then regarding capitalism in the US. To the effect that, the idea is great, the best of them all, the only sensible one... it's just that the execution is all wrong. Let's fix it and all will be well. Well... There's nothing about any grouping of people beyond 120-150 individuals with a leader or leaders who know each one of them personally and are known to each one of them personally that is, prehistorically speaking, human at all. That's why we the "civilized" are stuck with predatory systems no matter what we call them and how we tweak with them politically, economically or technologically.

I feel exactly the same way. I miss water in all forms -- here in SoCal, I have to be in the marine layer, as close to the ocean as possible, or I couldn't live here at all. Sunshine... well, I love sunshine, but too much of the good thing is as problematic as not enough. I can hardly find a shady place to practice taiji outdoors, e.g., and you can't do taiji in the sun if you keep it traditional, and in many cases, you can't do it in the sun at all. Too yang. We had a mercifully rainy winter this time around, after five years of drought, and I was so grateful... My eyes are always starved for the color green, and this is the first time I'm seeing green stuff here almost as green in some places as in the real world. Fire and Water are useless without each other.

And here I was thinking someone has finally dug into the rabbit hole connecting modern banksters to the inventors of modern banking...

I've noticed years ago that people are solar powered in SoCal -- perhaps it's a metabolic adaptation to the climate, but here it is very noticeable. Most of the time everybody is active, everybody is doing something that involves getting outside and pursuing this or that activity, no one is a couch potato... until the rare eventuality of a rainy day. Then everybody is just lost. People move in a daze, looking forlorn and behaving erratically. Drivers caught in the rain don't slow down -- they speed up, as someone would on foot who doesn't have an umbrella and is trying to get out of the rain as fast as possible. And folks always try to comfort each other discussing rainy weather -- "well... we need it," with exactly the same expression someone who needs a difficult surgery might exhibit trying to maintain a brave face.

Mao Zedong's cultural revolution comes to mind...

Big fan of dit da jow. Used to make my own, a long time ago. Need to have some on hand, but don't feel like making it myself anymore, too many projects as it is, trying to cut down. Is yours custom made?