Does not translate to; “Its cool to be an ego that walks like a man…”
This is a reply to the incredible asshole who decided I needed his direction within Thelema.
Dude, I checked your profile. Honeybun? I have t-shirts older than you.
What, the fuck, makes you think that I need your infinite wisdom and experience with Thelema, in order to find my True Path & Will? Take a pin to that ego. Seems to me by telling me that I need direction flies in the face of Thelemic dogma. Sit down and re-read the Legis Al vel Legis (Yes, this is the correct spelling but nice try, have a cookie.
When I referred to my youth? This was not 5 or 10 years ago, my dude, believe me. I can’t see my youth in the rearview mirror, even if objects are closer than they appear. No where did I mention my views, practice or personal philosophy toward Thelema.
Thelema is about the individual’s True Will, NOT True Will through the lens of someone else, particularly someone who has just recently rid himself of the smell of diapers and Ihle’s Paste. (Nasty? Yeah, but its my True Will to knock back an ego inflicting itself on my peace.)
“Every Man and Woman is a star”, keep that in mind.
I am going to recommend an article far more articulate and “nicer” than I am capable of being, right now.
See this? It is my mana from heaven, my joy, my inanimate love of my life. I am sleeping, not more but REAL sleep, deep sleep, restful sleep and when I wake up? I don’t need to hang on to my night table as if I’m clinging to a raft in the North Atlantic. No, my R.A. is not gone but damn, it is tolerable without pharmaceuticals. I can’t do a demi-plié or pirouette,
but I can walk up and down the stairs. I am not walking under a dark cloud of the doom of aging and menopause. I have energy in the morning, I feel GOOD!!
I’ll be honest, I really didn’t believe this would work but when all that has been offered to you are corticosteroids (Prednisone) and opioids, (Supeudol and Tramadol), you get kind of desperate. I figured, what the hell, let’s give ‘er a shot.
First night, I didn’t notice an improvement.
2nd night, better – I slept.
I’m at day 7 or 8 now, friends and neighbours….HOLY CRAP!
This may not work for everyone, but it works for me. I can function. I am not in constant pain.
Give it a shot, don’t expect instant miracles but it works, IMO, better than the pharmaceuticals, for me, without the godawful side effects.
Short one…because, I can’t stop laughing. But, but…I thought he meant the “other” immigrants/refugees; tough when reality bites you in the ass. Not a drop of sympathy, not a single tear in the eye…only thing in my mind, is “Gee, sucks to be you, doesn’t it?!” Why not send an email or give Cosplay-Barbie-Kristi Noem-the puppy killer, a call? 🤣🤣🤣
Just when you think the U.S. Diaper-Don admins could not get any more ridiculous and insane than they are? KKK-Karoline steps in and says, “Hold my whine.”
As a Canadian, I have to say, living north of the U.S. is, what I can only assume, the same situation as neighbours to a crack house experience.
I vacillate between belly laughs to ugly crying for my relatives and friends having to suffer through the destruction of their country be a mad man and his hench people.
Figured we would start seeing these kinds of articles. Oooo, Cannabis bad, pharmaceuticals and booze, better…
The following is purely anecdotal. I have R.A. – on a bad day? It feels like my joints are going to swell through my skin and that they are made up of shattered glass. It has been gradual and I did learn to “work around” but work around is now, not an option. Simple chores, like making the darn bed, vacuuming, bring up laundry, or a simple walk to the mailbox, requires thought and planning, sometimes it is just a full speed ahead and “Git ‘er done!”, worry about the pain later.
I’ve been prescribed Prednisone, Supeudol and Tramadol, the last 2 are opioids…
I refuse to take Prednisone, I’ve taken it before and for me, the side effects were, almost, worse than the conditions it was prescribed to relieve; the opioids, well…we all know the impact those can have on life.
Folks had recommended I try CBD and CBN; so I headed to a government run dispensary in Québec, learned Gummies were not available because…kids. Right. Even though you have to show government picture I.D. Yes, Québec is a nanny-state. The products I was given, did nothing – I don’t smoke weed. I despise the smell and it makes me cough, so I was given oil…it ended up in the trash.
We decided to try Ontario, a little less of the whole nanny-state thing and sure enough, Gummies, all sorts of Gummies. Some with THC, some without. We bought an assortment. (Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, Francesco @ OnePlant Hawkesbury, https://www.oneplant.ca/locations/hawkesbury#
I was on the fence, I was never an imbiber of the Devil’s Lettuce 🤣🤣; even back in the ’70’s…if I smoked, it was Hash, far less harsh, I didn’t cough and damn, I had a really cute pipe but I ceased “illegal” substances back in 1979. A couple of forays into cookies and some special “cream cheese” but those left me comatose…not a bad thing, just not my thing.
Well, spoke to Francesco, asked a few questions and we decided on a few products. First night I tried the CBD/CBN gummies, some success in the sleeping department, pain relief was minimal.
2nd night, tried a combo of the CBD/CBN and a THC Gummie. Damn. I slept, I got up the next morning without the aid of my night table for support. NOT A CURE-ALL but definite improvement. The inflammation is still there but slightly less and with R.A. this alone, is a boon.
For now, I’m sticking to my Gummies – less impact of my health and well being than the Prednisone/opioids and maybe that’s why we’re seeing more and more articles on the evils of cannabinoids…cutting into the old profit margin.
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