When my dream comes true.
When i have full remission.
When all my oncologists and hospitals offer super probiotic yogurt with colostrum to all patients. Then ill rest and then ill support a government. All else is waste and folly at best and cruelty, abuse and murder at worst.
Of course in the absence of love grows hate. , just as in the absence of good grows evil and so it follows in our bodies and souls.
When compassion is not nourished so grows greed and hate.
When awareness is lost ignorance flourishes.
When in poor health it follows the good bugs need help.
Now it makes sense the good bugs are in our brain now as well per prof ruggiero lastest youtube.
He suggested adding enzymes to super smoothies with bravo. Ive been doing this for years. But to let the smothie sit room temp 30 minutes to predigest fats protiens and carbs an easy strategy.
When ny primister says thanks
When i appear on 60 minutes and share the power of love of hope of science and medicine combined. Thats a nice dream but our does listen already to such wisdom that exists and i see clearly in me that any publicity a waste of precious energy.
As i parasail off my everest in my dreams. The clever way down. I first have to reach the summit. My complete remission. I glimpse the summit from these elevated base camps. Where i journey into my soul and my biology looking for the path to my summit. To real enduring remission.
Then i take my german friends to see Australia as a rhank you. A lecture tour
And i show Australia my friends.
to see diving off the barrier reef and magic magnetic island
To see camels on cable beach with whale sharks ningalo reef
To see Ayres rock and sunrise palm cannyin
To see such beauty as i have seen.
But the physical natural beauty that abounds and surrounds is nothing like the sparkle in the eye of glenda and jacks warm smile and the memory of phils courage. Its a story that should be shared. Its inspiring the heroes im privileged meet while my heart beats. Precious little beats like all the noisy tweets. All these beats merge and are lost in this vast joyous life.
The family went to visit wollongong yesterday. The kids dogs wife. Even the cat almost came. We enjoyed a new charismatic church. My daughter clapped loud. So much we went back for the 6pm service as well and then a seafood buffet by the sea. And who did we meet at dinner but the vip pastor who talked of love sex and marriage.
I thanked him with my warm smile and nameste greeting. At the earlier i raised my hand when asked who loves jesus. I won a prize. A bible that i left. My daughter beside me. I treasure giving the gift of faith by example. Im her father and faith in god in life and inexorably our selves follows.
We visited glenda s paradise where she let my kids chase chickens and clean the coup. Priceless lessons and memories. I left with phils old medicines . They are treasures these medicines the memories. They are priceless.
My kids dream of our own organic chickens giving us eggs. My little last summer holiday project as school fast approaches.
Im doing my crapaccino. Bravo yogurt and coffee enema.
Today i have breakfast bob my worlds best compounding pharmacist and then darren my worlds best naturopath.
My meditation. The bath. The enema and this blog finished.
The kids relax and i go searching for the miracle.
Maybe the miracle is that i search.
That each breathe is full of love and hope.
Is that what keeps me alive?
Is it these therapies and medicines?
Gods knows. I dont. But maybe we have glimpses of the truth.
When i close my eyes. I see the candle.
I see my son. I feel the love of the son. Of the father.
I have much to be grateful for. We all do. Today is another gift. Use it wisely and enjoy it. I will.
I here the bird tweet. I have enough!
Today i seek not joy with with joy a simple smile!
My kids sleep and dream of chickens
