Drippy drops drip from the sky
and fall into the puddles
that splatter as I ride
down the funny little road
that twists and turns and winds
in every which direction
Pointing me exactly where I need to be
at any given moment

I was orignally going to make this little sonet about how drippy drops are like my bum right now on this the 7th day of fasting in the year of our Goddess 2006. Just when I was about ready to throw in the towel on this lemonade diet thing I got a new bottle of organic grade B maple syrup from Berryvale in Shasta to go with the 20 gallons of sparklingly beautificial water. ~Que the harp and singing angels~
I was reading the below thread on the cleansing tribe this morning and realized all the more why I am doing this.
After all, I was having some pretty serious doubts during this time I was spending with family over Thanksgiving. For beginners, I'm pretty thin despite the 10 lbs that I had recently acquired. Plus I'm pretty poor these days and these were some SeRioUs free calories for the taken from Mommas down home cookin. So then I told my mom that I was on this cleanse and that I didn't want to make a big deal out of it or anything... but I'm fasting. And she's like: "Cleansing from what?". And I said "oh you know... everyday life and stuff" without even really knowing what I was saying. So then all these doubts came trickling in... what am I cleansing from? Do I really need to be doing this? I eat relatively healthy. Then came the FeAsT! At first I was still all: uh um I uh hmmm... that looks soooo good. Then towards the end of the meal my sister dropped her fork and was like: "...oh my gosh I can totally feal the moment it starts coming on.."
For those who don't know (which is probably everyone) my family is prone to Irratible Bowel Syndrome or IBS. Supposedly we got it from my dad. Two of my sisters and myself have had a history of explosive diarhea and sometimes vomitting as a result. It sucks. It hurts. alot.
While my sister spent the next 3 hours hunched over in the fetal postion periodicly bolting for the toilet from time to time. I sat sipping lemonade reflecting upon what my dad had said during dinner: "Before I met your mother I had never had a green salad." and: "Every morning my mother fed us plain oatmeal with sugar. I mean eVeRy morning".
The whole food crisis thing and how it relates to all this disease has been this obvious to me before but I tend to drift in and out of phases and forget how important they are. Right now we are paving the way for our future generations ability to nourish themselves. There is such a lack of nutrients in todays food that we have to eat four times as much of it than we did 50 years ago to get the same vitamins and minerals. Coupled with the amount of processed food and depletion of essential nutrients therein, and the already damaged genetic ability to absorb them, we are playing the game of life with a serious handicap. However, I have hope.
I hope that everyone in the world is made aware of what is going on.
I hope that once this fast is over I can stay this hi and keep eating and breathing the way i know i should
I have hope that this is the only way we can survive as a species and that the next age of humanity will be one of love and light and living within the terms the earth goddess Gaia mother has put out for us.
I hope schpeal finds you well and that you don't feel like I'm being preachy.
I hope you have a nice day.

The below link is to the cleansing tribe thread about the mineral depletion thing:
cleansingtribe.tribe.net/threa...fccfb8
This link is to the master cleanse sight where some guy did this sad but highly educational test on cats to see how processed food kills you:
www.therawfoodsite.com/cats.htm