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A Power Greater than Covid

26 Friday Feb 2021

Posted by Bill Watkins in Covid, Health, Joy, Love, Peace, Poetic Blog

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Talk health. The dreary, never-changing tale
Of mortal maladies is worn and stale.
You cannot charm, or interest, or please
By harping on that minor chord, disease.
Say you are well, or all is well with you,
And God shall hear your words and make them true.
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox

What a nightmare to be a Christian Scientist during this time.  I call it a government panic, you might call it a global pandemic; someone talks about people dying, I cling to eternal life.  Faith is the cure to all disease and conceivable woe, in my opinion—but if faith in a higher power is an offensive concept like talking politics at the dinner table, let’s talk about faith in our bodies…

I believe in this amazing body I got at birth.  It’s fully equipped with extras!  An amazing immune system, a brain so I can think for myself what works for my particular path in life… My own personal path to health, to joy, to love—some even still talk of Heaven!  Call it peace of mind, eventually having Faith in more than just your physical body, doing good things and thinking of others before yourself.

Western medicine sells theories as “fact,” that the world and us weren’t created right, so we need to put a mask over it.  Hogwash.  I have never become truly sick while my life was in perfect balance… Exercising, open air living, a good diet, a mix of loving, playing, working—sleeping well.  Of course I haven’t.  Western medicine (doctors) will have you believe during their Virus Panic of 2020/2021 that we should be scared of each other!  We should stay away from each other… We shouldn’t trust the air, it’s bad… Our bodies and immune systems not good enough!

Hogwash.  Horse manure.  Untrue… I don’t buy it!  Western medicine has been selling their snake oil for hundreds of years, going up the skirt of the human bodies for all of life’s answers.  For them and believers in them, the physical is all, the body the key to long life, but I think they define “life” and in fact “health” differently than me.  I know what works for my health because I live with me.  How is a doctor or government going to know more about my health than me?

We have lived through a bad history of “conquest” (land theft), crime justified by a bible, and in that environment of forced civilization enters the often false science of Western medicine and its overpaid, over-trusted doctors.  What was their once-grand solution to fevers and bad physical health?  Blood-letting!  What’s still their number one activity in offices across the West?  Blood-drawing!  “Yes, little Billy, let’s see what’s wrong with you.  Once we find what’s wrong, we’ll prescribe you lots of healthy drugs!”

Drugs and blood-drawing.  Hogwash.  Overpaid doctors with diplomas granted by other doctors, a community of establishing fears and illnesses, then presenting themselves as the great cure… “Will this be cash or credit, Billy?”  Hogwash.  And dangerous… Fear is the most dangerous virus in the world today, the largest religion claiming to have a cure for it being Western medicine.

Allow me, please, to present another one—older, wiser and better:

Faith.  Faith in God.  Faith in a Higher Power, call it what you will.  Faith in Creation, in the sweet air of the country, away from the cities of doctors, hospitals and large bills… Faith in ourselves.  In this amazing body we were born with, in your own health when you make good decisions and live in a balanced fashion.  Leave the cities Rome pitched so violently across Europe, and that Columbus, the Spanish and English forced on Turtle Island, Aztlán, and other parts of formerly beautiful, peaceful land called “America” by egocentric, violent, ethnocentric Europeans.

Reject the Conquest.  Reject the armed theft.  Reject forced civilization, its noise and fake cures!  Keep blood inside your body, say no to Western medicine’s bloodletting and drugs, find your own definition for health and life—a more expansive one that is dreamt of in doctors’ philosophy.  Say no to the Kool-Aide, they’ve spiked it and have been for years!  Water beats beer, a walk in nature beats a doctor visit, and faith in God is the cure you’ve been hoping a mask over your face would bring.

To those addicted to Western medicine and civilization, my words might offend you, and what’s more you might snicker and wish me a related harm, saying: “Oh, just wait ‘til you get Covid virus, and you’ll feel differently.”  I did get Covid virus, I’m pretty sure.  A real pain in the rear end… actually my head!  There are lots of bummers out there to catch, but I will never say that Western medical doctors have all the answers, like gods in white coats.  Here’s my little account of catching a really bad bug back in March of 2020:

I picked up a weird virus… Something I had never felt before, a dramatic ache starting in the supermarket one day, then a strong three week fever.  No cold symptoms, just the fever and a horrible headache, which seemed an exaggeration of the one I had before picking up the virus.

I get sick when I’m off-balance in life; in this case I had been writing too much, eight days in a row without a break.  When I write a lot, I rest a lot.  If I rest too much, including the use of ice packs to my neck, I will develop a headache from too much pillow contact… That’s how I came into the supermarket that day, and I picked up an ugly bug.

I blame no one.  Not the little girl I met on the bus to town, whose mom said she had diarrhea and was heading to the doctor’s.  Not the people I greeted at the market, or anyone else on my bus… This was the beginning of the Covid-19 panic, and all the market employees were wearing masks, making me think I was searching for produce in a hospital emergency room.

There was fear of illness, my own headache and being off-balance, and there you go… I got the evil thing that was out there.  Was it Covid-19?  I’ll never know for sure, because I don’t go to doctors much or believe in Western medicine.  I’m sober eighteen years, live in the mountains, know what is healthy for me and do it (most of the time).  Doctors’ offices are overcrowded, over-air-conditioned and over-priced.  No thanks.  I fail to see the health there.

Drawing blood out of my body, where I always thought it would do the most good; giving me experimental drugs at a hint of depression; selling experimental science as if it were factual; compromising itself with politics, getting rich and those viper insurance companies hiking up already exorbitant prices!  No thanks.  I prefer the country, my faith in God, dabble in Christian Science—using the bible and prayer for a positive attitude and health.

But I did get sick!  I get sick about every other year… I admit, this one was wild, stayed with me for a couple months off and on, just that fever ickiness washing over me every once in a while… Sickness!  I got it because I was off-balanced and my immune system was down from its normal strength.  Did I get it because someone “infected me?”  Did I get it because I wasn’t wearing a mask?  Did I get it because I was not practicing the blatantly un-Christian concept of “social distancing?”  No.  No.  No.  I reject all those theories posing as facts for governments to use in their irresponsible, un-Christian, anti-spiritual, pro-Western medical, shady legislating.  Why shady?  The U.S. Government (or any other I know) has never defined the word “health…” That’s a big deal when laws try to address “health”-care!

I like good science.  X-rays are cool, for instance… Facts!  I’m saddened by the Covid-19 Panic of 2020/2021 for two reasons: 1. It’s bad spirituality on display and 2. it’s bad science as well.  Yelling out a virus’ name, being scared of it, obsessing about it creates a false god.  Religions which have cowered from the virus should be ashamed, re-read the Ten Commandments in the bible, and “Have no gods” before the One!  Yell out One name! Fear that!! Center thoughts on that, love and Faith, then we’ll say, “Where the heck did that silly virus go?”  It goes away, like every other flu that’s ever hit a flu season!!

That’s what my strange virus did over time, like any other sickness I’ve ever felt.  It went away… It was a hard struggle, horrible headaches, fever, aches, losing pizazz and my passion for my life, not being able to write more than a couple paragraphs in three weeks!  Bummers galore!  I even cursed out God, I have to admit, more than once!  Mostly because in the middle of my sickness the locals where I live in Mexico set off fireworks a stone’s throw from my house, the week of Saint Joseph, littering our peace with bombs.  Went right to my temple, throbbing, shooting to go with the chest pain and twitches I always get around those stupid things.

Then the mosquitoes came… Just when I’m getting some sleep to bash that virus out, the buzz at my ear, and I’d have to hunt down the buggers for an hour!  Calamity!  Injustice!  Why’d you make this horrible stuff, God!?!?  I was ticked.  And sick… Near suicidal, flashing thoughts of self-harm… But… little by little… I apologized to God, that saint’s week of dumb fireworks passed, the mosquitoes gave me a break.

In 12-Step groups, I used to hear the expression, “God never gives us more than we can handle.”  I think there’s something there.  I was brought to the brink, but I had enough faith, positive thinking through my Christian Science training, and patience to gut it out and win.

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We are all different, and my way of achieving health might be different than yours… My definition of health is a peace of mind I get by doing what I feel is God’s will for me, one day at a time.  Very “AA” of me, but in my life, I find it all goes better when the spiritual leads the emotional and physical.  Spirit, spirit, spirit!  It’s powerful stuff, that and faith, and I’ll declare now proudly that if I had one type of healthcare to name it would be Christian Science, a religion founded by Mary Baker Eddy which applied the bible (especially its gospels) to our day to day health.  An elderly woman I drove around as a service back in the ’90’s related this religious view of health to me, and I like it.  It works for me and it has a great price tag: it’s free.

Let’s put that aside as one person’s view of health in a large country.  There are over 300 million people in usurped Native American land, hence over 300 million views, which I imagine range from totally unlike mine to slightly different.  We all have different beliefs on many topics, the U.S. Government through its First Amendment to the Constitution purporting to allow for that, explicitly in the area of religion and the press.  My version of health has a very strong, in fact dominant religious and spiritual component to it.  Am I the only one?  I sincerely doubt that, as the population of Christian Scientists alone would clearly testify, a number over a couple hundred thousand to be sure.

If health has a religious connection to more than just me, why is Government so adamant that it should be involved with it?  Let’s look at that famous Amendment:

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press…

The U.S. Government needs a clear definition of terms before it can be a valid legislator on “health;” perhaps one that would cross a religious line, so render it the wrong institution to in fact legislate on the topic.

I visited Otsungna (“L.A.”) in April from my home in Mexico to note that its mayor was making citizens wear masks in any public place.  This is one of many instances over the years of Government taking sides with Western medicine, calling their “experts” health itself.  A silent arrangement, but an unproven link lingers, as I know I don’t see or feel health in an over-air-conditioned, over-priced doctor’s office.  I have the Christian Science, yes, but even the Native American Great Spirit—the natural, earth-based approach to health—fills me with peace of mind more than Western offices, concrete, asphalt, pills and surgeries.  It’s okay for someone reading that to be upset and claim a different point of view!  Perhaps you get great peace of mind from Western medicine, which is fine, so wear your mask without making me wear one please.

We should all be free to decide our own health path on Turtle Island or anywhere else.  This is a hard essay to write, as I don’t actually believe in the United States as a valid government, for it was founded on armed theft and violence against the native people here.  In fact, at no time has the United States Government received consent of the native peoples to govern here that was not forced at gunpoint—and by John Locke’s definition of true government, validating itself by the “consent of the governed…” we have a failure.  That being said, one has to live by even invalid constructs, and in the case of the U.S. there is a law that’s supposed to give us free speech, and it also claims so proudly to be a democracy.

But during a virus panic, the Government feels it has an excuse to squash free speech, mandate quarantines and masks—lending to the problem in logic I have with such a response.  If one is living a healthy life, making positive choices and walking a path with conviction and belief—why would that person change such a path because of an over-hyped virus?  The U.S. and other governments aligned with Western medicine ask and demand that we be afraid of people, keep distances.  This is against Christian practice, asks that I believe the lie that my brother or sister human being out on the road is more likely to curse me than bless me. I’ll never believe that, nor will I ever believe in a government that doesn’t allow me to believe what I want to believe.

“But what about all the death?”  With true faith in a power greater than ourselves and viruses, there is no death.  Build the spirit well and live forever!

Amen

Cura para Covid — vive bien

16 Wednesday Dec 2020

Posted by Bill Watkins in Covid, Español, Espiritual, Mexico, Poetic Blog, Salud

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Alegria, Amor, Covid, Covid-19, Espiritual, La Cura, La Vida, Paz, Salud

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Los médicos y sus gobiernos usurpados quieren que nos contengamos, nos escondamos, retrocedamos, nos encojamos, usemos cubrebocas y temamos a la gente como remedio para un virus fuerte que circula por la ciudad.  Negativo, negativo, negativo.  No gracias, no gracias, no gracias.

Sin un título de médico, sé lo que es la salud para mí porque he vivido conmigo durante cuarenta y ocho años.  Respirar aire puro en el campo es salud.  Visitar amigos es salud.  El ejercicio y la buena alimentación son salud.  Dormir bien, equilibrar el trabajo, el amor y el juego… La Salud.  Cuando esas cosas se alinean bien, la enfermedad no puede afectarme.

Sí, tenemos algo llamado sistema inmunológico.  Defensas naturales contra las enfermedades que son mucho más poderosas que los cubrebocas mal usados por los profanos que no tienen ni idea de cómo lavarlas y aplicarlas correctamente.  ¿Evitar vivir como una forma de no morir?  Ese es el enfoque del gobierno dirigido por médicos, y carece de lógica.

¡¡Vivir bien!!  ¡Viva a lo grande!  Vive grandes días, equilibrados y fuertes.  Evite beber líquidos inflamables como el alcohol.  Evite inhalar humo en los pulmones o comer en exceso… Esos son buenos RECURSOS, buenos remedios naturales que los gobiernos no están impulsando ahora.  ¡Cree en un Poder superior a ti mismo que es positivo y amoroso, coloca ese Poder en el cuidado de tu vida!

Positivo.  Amoroso.  ¡¡Sal a vivir, levanta polvo y haz que la sangre circule como niños alrededor el arbolito de navidad!!  ¿Qué médico no podía decir que eso fuera algo saludable?  O… encogerse.  Esconder. Aguanta y teme… ¡Es tu elección!  Dieciocho años de sobriedad, mi elección de hoy es la misma que estaba haciendo antes de que los gobiernos colaboraran con los médicos en el Gran Pánico Covid de 2020:

Vivir bien

Covid Cure: Live Well

14 Monday Dec 2020

Posted by Bill Watkins in Covid, Health, Poetic Blog, Spiritual

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Doctors and their usurped governments want us to hold back, hide, fall back, cringe, wear masks and fear people as a remedy for a tough virus going around town.  Negative, negative, negative.  No thanks, no thanks, no thanks.

Without a medical degree I know what health is for me because I have lived with me for forty-eight years.  Breathing fresh air in the country is health.  Visiting friends is health.  Exercise and good food is health.  Sleeping well, balancing work, love and play… Health.  When those things align well, illness cannot touch me.

Yes, we have something called an immune system.  Natural defenses against disease that are far more powerful than poorly used masks by laymen who haven’t a clue how to wash and apply them correctly.  Avoiding living as a way not to die?  That’s the doctor-led government approach, and it lacks logic.

Live well!!  Live big!  Live great days, balanced and strong.  Avoid imbibing flammable liquids like alcohol.  Avoid inhaling smoke into your lungs, or overeating… Those are good “hold-backs,” good natural remedies governments are not pushing now.  Believe in a Power greater than yourself that’s positive and loving, place that Power in care over your life!

Positive.  Loving.  Go out and live, kick up dust and make that blood circulate like gangbusters!  What doctor couldn’t say that was a healthy thing?  Or… cringe.  Hide.  Hold back and fear… It’s your choice!  Sober eighteen years my choice for today is the same one I was making before governments collaborated with doctors on the Great Covid Panic of 2020:

Live Well

The Joy We Give

06 Sunday Dec 2020

Posted by Bill Watkins in Christmas, Poem, Poetic Blog, Poetry

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Christmas, Joy, Love, Poem, Poetry, Spirit, Today

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It’s tempting to neglect that
Rainbows tower over rain,
but we look down at times instead
of up, seeing only our pain.

Christmas comes around, a spirited
winter fiesta of lights and sound
to celebrate Solstice and Jesus,
cold weather games and the Word.

Good words are just that whether you
call yourself this or that, no matter
your religion or creed.  The joy we
give is found within, the snow

glistening in times forgotten, trying
in Turtle Island to make a go—
Calling it America, raising guns
and glasses against the darkness.

But it comes anyway; there is no
Daylight Savings that can alter
Nature; humanity asking you to
be a part of the sunshine that is…

Eternal life.  We are petty in our
self-pity, are wise to pound that water
back instead of flammable things,
Ask a Higher Power for help this

Christmas, and see the help as it
rains.  Back to the rainbow, a red
and green song by Nat King Cole,
our ancestors blending with theirs.

Imagine if we only asked the Indians
instead of taking.  Never take a step
in hurry or haste, recall our place,
ask before doing and the humble rock

of joy is ours to roll… Toward the
New Year, not “New York” and Times
Square, because really: There was nothing
wrong with the old York and no real

justification for taking Native American
land away, renaming it in European
images.  Crosses can be idols, too,
suffocating the natural water falls,

Rivers and Trees, whose songs will
continue to be sung forever.  I will
not die if in the face of pain I yelled out
joy; I cannot suffer long, if I take

the hand of help, only there if I call.
The joy we give, at Christmas or any
other day… is the eternal salvation
we miss staring at the bottle.

Merry Christmas, 2020, the best year
of my life.  Be not a slave to fear and
what has been, for the hope of all
mankind on earth for all times, let’s say:

Is not in a man, a woman, a report from
the news, a new road built or another
traffic jam.  All of our hope rests on one
single, solitary thing…

Today.

Pánico del covid exacerba hipocondría

21 Saturday Nov 2020

Posted by Bill Watkins in Covid, Español, Mexico, Poetic Blog, Salud

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Amor, Covid, Covid-19, Espiritual, Medicina Occidental, Paz, Pánico, Salud, Verdad

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Ya nos estábamos poniendo un poco raros.  Miedo rodando, cubrebocas de Asia, Melvin de Mejor… Imposible, TOC y hipocondría enloquecidos. 

Ingrese un virus posiblemente creado por el hombre de China, patentes registradas para tratar el “Covid-19” desenterrado por periodistas hace años, preparándose para beneficiarse de un gran pánico mundial.  ¿Pandemia?  ¿Temor?  ¿Quién se beneficia más de esas cosas que los médicos y gobernadores, políticos y narcotraficantes que te ofrecen píldoras de emoción en la televisión mientras las batas blancas te sacan sangre en los hospitales, diciéndote lo que está mal y que podrían ser tu única cura? 

El agua de cerdo nunca olió tan mal.  Cubrebocas en el rostro de todos en la gran pesadilla de la gente con la fe, gente que no tiene miedo de un virus, creado por el hombre o de otro tipo.  El diablo emocionado, gritando ¡SOCIAL DISTANCING! en varios idiomas diferentes, aquí donde vivo en México SANA DISTANCIA igual de malvado y en contra de los evangelios amorosos y otros principios finos de un pasado cagado. 

El miedo no es saludable.  El pánico no es saludable… Pero el letrero en la puerta me asegura que necesito usar un cubrebocas por mi SAULD.  Todavía estoy esperando una definición gubernamental de la palabra… La salud es personal, es diferente para cada persona que conozco… Entonces, ¿cómo diablos un gobierno nos va a ayudar a todos en el asunto?  La política se ha comprado, de hecho está A FAVOR de la medicina occidental, son compradores consumados de la chupada de sangre, el microscopio, la seguridad de que la bata blanca y el doctorado alto son lo más cercano a Dios que podemos ver, así que págales llamémoslo Salud. 

Al igual que llamamos al vendaje BAND-AID, al asesino de hormigas RAID y al limpiador de ventanas WINDEX.  La medicina occidental es solo una marca de salud, pero incluso usted que lee esto puede haber asumido hasta ahora que, de hecho, era el camino hacia la salud.  “Todo el mundo lo está haciendo, ¡únete a nosotros! ¡Enmascara con cubrebocas, hombre!  Amigo, mantente alejado de mí, ¡es posible que tengas gérmenes de piojos!  ¿Qué?  ¿Me llamas fobia a los gérmenes? Amigo, es mejor que muerto…” 

¿Qué es la muerte?  ¿Qué es la vida?  Y… ¿qué demonios es la salud?  Si la salud y la vida para ti es evitar tu muerte física a toda costa, estás muerto en un lugar muy especial: rima con calma, cuya expresión da tranquilidad, tu alma.

Infant Circumcision is Child Abuse

09 Wednesday Sep 2020

Posted by Bill Watkins in Circumcision, Health, Intactivism, Men's Health, Poetic Blog

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-by Bill Watkins 9/9/2020

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I was reading Jay J. Jackson’s new book, Circumcision Scar (Hookona Books 2020), and it occurred to me I related to the author in ways I wish I did not.  In Chapter Two, Jay discusses his “Circumcision Awakening” at age twenty, when with his first intimate partner he realized what had happened to him against his will as a baby…

“My boyfriend said that he’d run into this issue before…”

They were talking about Jay’s apparent erectile dysfunction, coming to the fore at the same time he was learning for once the reason his penis was different than his uncircumcised father’s and his uncircumcised boyfriend’s.  That boyfriend attributed Jay’s “inability to perform” to “having no foreskin,”  then went on to explain, according to Jay, that his “glans [penis head] had been desensitized over time through the day to day friction it was exposed to…”

All of which ringing a sad, loud bell within myself as a victim and survivor of unconsenting genital mutilation when I was a baby.  I was reminded of a girlfriend telling me once that I was the first circumcised man she had been with, and also that I was the first man she had made love to who didn’t hold an erection for the entirety of love-making from first arousal to orgasm.

Like Jay I was an athlete growing up and exposed to much movement and friction “down there.”  And unfortunately, like Jay, I had trouble with sex, love, and found my way into a dark, unmanageable depression including prevalent suicidal thoughts—and eventually two drug overdoses.  Throw in drinking alcohol on Dad’s lap young, then with friends by twelve years old, blacking out on the substance by thirteen, and you have a good picture. 

The start of recovery at Betty Ford Center, four years of Al-Anon twelve step work, then admission of my alcoholism and my last conscious drink of that substance on March 6th, 2002—and you have a better picture.  Recovery didn’t give me instant success at love, and I was a virgin until thirty-three years of age, seven shy of that Steve Carell comedy on the subject!  A total mess, for me starting with the first abuse:

The violent removal of a body part obviously and firmly attached to my penis, obviously and firmly for a reason—whether you lean toward Darwin or God’s evolution of our species.  The penis foreskin isn’t falling off, barely there, or needing detachment from Mom like the umbilical chord.  It’s there to protect, lubricate, cover and help the penis do its job over our lifespans, praise God (or Darwin) for the miracle of our natural advantages!

But not for me.  Not for Jay.  Not for about forty percent of the world’s men, according to the National Center for Biotechnology (https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC4772313/).  Who or what is leading this mass, bloody exodus of protective penis skin?  Jews?  Muslims?  Christian doctors with Jewish/Old Testament bible sympathies?  Confusion itself?  The Devil?  I’m laughing now, which is better than crying in my girlfriend’s lap.  The world’s women might wonder why their man can’t keep it hard for them…

The world’s women and inquiring men too, might wonder:  Why is Viagra so popular?  Why all the surging erectile dysfunction and medication to supposedly handle the issue?  Well, I’m for logic and for simplest solutions…  Perhaps it’s time to point out the very obvious problem rolled up at the end of our noses, in front of all our often shy faces:  God or Evolution put a protective covering over the sensitive tip of male genitalia – with the female stuff our great baby-maker, and even a really fun time if used properly!

Maybe we should leave the foreskin where it is until a boy becomes a man of consenting age.  If that young man wants to join a religion and carving off part of the penis is part of the joining—so be it.  Until then, join me in denouncing unconsenting genital mutilation a human rights violation.  Join me in questioning an ancient but questionable practice that has circumcised men with the courage to speak speaking.  Regretting.  Hoping for change, if not for us, for the next generation!

(Circumcision and Erectile Dysfunction Survey: https://es.surveymonkey.com/r/353NNX9)

Medicina occidental no es salud

28 Friday Aug 2020

Posted by Bill Watkins in Español, La medicina occidental, Mexico, Poetic Blog, Salud, Western Medicine

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Amor, Corruption, Covid, Covid-19, EEUU, Joy, Love, Medicina Occidental, Mexico, Panic, Paz, Peace, Salud

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Hay una separación entre diferentes cosas, un espacio en el diccionario entre palabras.  Pero con el tiempo, las palabras se mezclan, los conceptos se difuminan y cuando hay dinero en juego:

El monopolio sigue siendo el nombre del juego.

Raid gobierna el negocio de insecticidas porque su nombre se convirtió de alguna manera en sinónimo de… “insecticidas”.  Windex rige la limpieza de ventanas porque su nombre irrumpió en nuestros cerebros para ejemplificar y convertirse en… “limpiador de ventanas”.

Introduzca la medicina occidental.  “Ciencia” moderna, hospitales, esterilidad, extracción de sangre y microscopios.  Batas blancas, cuentas grandes, pero bueno, eso es lo que se supone que cubre el seguro, así que marque el “911”.  Drogas, drogas, drogas… respaldado por títulos, doctorados de filosofía, doctorados de medicina, universidades con mucho dinero repartiendo diplomas que seguramente brillarán en las paredes.

Si alguien dudara de la autoridad del gran médico y de su decisión, se puede señalar los títulos, los diplomas que brillan en las paredes, los doctorados, los doctores en medicina y las grandes universidades repartiendo no solo papel, sino… Autoridad.  “Tienen razón porque son médicos”, “Son los expertos”, y otras apelaciones similares están justificadas por la educación en Ciencias con una C mayúscula, del tipo que puede ser extremadamente lucrativo si todos están convencidos de los hechos que usted en una bata blanca arroja.

Pero, ¿qué es la salud?  ¿Son la salud y la medicina occidental lo mismo?  ¿Dónde está la separación?  Para gobiernos como Estados Unidos, México y los políticos que los sirven: no hay separación.  La medicina occidental ES salud y el dinero público la respalda como mamá grita: “No olvides comprar Raid en el mercado”.

“¡Y algo de Windex también!”

Los departamentos de salud de todo el mundo moderno están comprando los elegantes diplomas en las paredes, convencidos de sus “expertos”.  Dios, la espiritualidad y la religión es el engaño de hoy, y cada día que pasa es empujado más y más al montón de chatarra.  Samuel pidió un rey humano, los presidentes nacionales son deificados junto a los médicos y, de repente, aparece un nuevo virus en Asia como prueba de esta versión aparentemente grandiosa y llena de expertos de la difusión de la salud.

Excepto que las herramientas médicas modernas no incluyen la fe.  Fe en Dios, fe en nuestro cuerpo dado por Dios, fe en la naturaleza para sanarnos, fe en el amor, fe en la unión, fe en la sobriedad, ¡en vivir días positivos, valientes y equilibrados, un día a la vez con gratitud y gusto!  “Si Dios está por nosotros, ¿quién contra nosotros?” San Pablo reflexionó en una carta a los romanos.  ¿QUÉ puede estar contra nosotros?  ¿Un virus?  ¿Es un virus más poderoso que Dios, un ser para la mayoría el Creador de todas las cosas, incluidos los virus?

No para mí.  No para los científicos cristianos.  No para personas que creen en su propio sistema inmunológico sobre una máscara de papel.

¡El pánico está en marcha!  Un momento triste para las personas con fe, observando todo el miedo, esperando que Dios pueda intervenir, restaurar la cordura, traer la paz… La medicina occidental no es salud.  Es solo una marca, como Raid es una marca de insecticidas y Windex es una marca popular de limpiacristales.  Hay otros, más baratos, que también funcionan, algunos que incluso podrían ser mejores.

Tengo un médico al que llamo Dios, y no busco consultorios médicos abarrotados y con aire acondicionado que me cobran de más por sacar sangre de mi cuerpo, decirme qué me pasa y ofrecerse como la gran cura.  Me abstengo de las drogas, tanto las de la calle como las de los médicos.  El mundo está bien hecho, yo estoy bien hecho y sobrio.  Me propuse vivir un día increíble, equilibrado y amoroso, después del cual planeo agradecer a Dios y descender a un sueño feliz.

La tranquilidad aguarda a los verdaderamente sanos, un día a la vez.  Toma tu medicina occidental, si ese es tu camino… Pero deja de vendérmela, como si fuera la única para la salud.  ¡Al menos tenga la cortesía de definir usted mismo la palabra SALUD!  Lo pondré junto al mío, y ambos podemos admitir que la salud es personal, algo de lo que los gobiernos de todo el mundo deberían mantenerse alejados, como hacen la mayoría de los sanos con la religión.

La ironía.  La religión y la fe son mi camino hacia la salud…

Western Medicine Isn’t Health

26 Wednesday Aug 2020

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–by Bill Watkins 8/26/2020

There’s a separation between different things, a space in the dictionary between words. But over time, words blend, concepts blur, and when money’s on the line:

Monopoly is still the name of the game.

Band-Aid rules the bandage business because its name became somehow synonymous with… “bandages.”  Windex rules window cleaning because its name broke into our brains to exemplify and become… “window cleaner.”

Enter Western medicine.  Modern “science,” hospitals, sterility, blood collection and microscopes.  White coats, big bills—but hey, that’s what insurance is supposed to cover, so dial “911!!!”  Drugs, drugs, drugs… backed up by degrees, PhD’s, MD’s, big money colleges dolling out diplomas sure to shine on walls.

If anyone were to doubt the authority of the great doctor and his or her decision, one can point to the degrees, the diplomas shining on walls, the PhD’s, MD’s and big money colleges dolling out not just paper, but… Authority.  “They’re right because they’re doctors,” “They’re the experts,” and other such appeals are justified by education in Science with a capital S, the kind that can be extremely lucrative if everybody is convinced of the facts you in a white coat spew.

But what is health?  Are health and Western medicine the same thing?  Where’s the separation?  To governments like the United States, and the politicians that serve it:  there is no separation.  Western medicine is health, and public money supports it like Mom shouting out, “Don’t forget to get some Band-Aids at the market.”

“And some Windex, too!”

Departments of Health across the modern world are buying in to the fancy diplomas on the walls, convinced of their “experts.”  God, spirituality and religion is today’s hoax, being pushed farther and farther to the scrap heap with each passing day.  Samuel asked for a human king, national presidents are deified next to doctors, and suddenly a new virus appears out of Asia as a test to this seemingly grand, expert-filled version of health dissemination.

Except modern medical tools do not include faith.  Faith in God, faith in our God-given bodies, faith in nature to heal us, faith in Love, faith in togetherness, faith in Sobriety—in living positive, bold and balanced days, one day at a time with gratitude and gusto!  “If God is for us, who can be against us?” St. Paul pondered in a letter to the Romans.  What can be against us?  A virus?  Is a virus more powerful than God—a being for most the Creator of all things, including viruses?

Not for me.  Not for Christian Scientists.  Not for people who believe in their own immune systems over a paper mask.

Panic is afoot!  A sad time for people with faith, observing all the fear, hoping God can intervene, restore sanity, bring peace…  Western medicine is not health.  It’s just one brand of it, like Band-Aid is a brand of bandages, and Windex a popular brand of window cleaner.  There are other ones, cheaper ones, ones that work as well—ones that might even be better.

I have one Doctor I call God, and I don’t seek out crammed, over-air-conditioned doctors’ offices that overcharge me to take blood out of my body, tell me what’s wrong and offer themselves up as the great cure.  I abstain from drugs, the street kind and doctor kind alike.  The world is well-made, I am well-made, and sober I set out to live a loving, balanced, incredible day, after which I plan to thank God and descend into contented sleep.

Peace of mind awaits the truly healthy, one day at a time.  Have your Western medicine, if that’s your path…  But stop selling it to me, as if it were the only one to health.  At least do me the courtesy of defining the word “health” for yourself!  I’ll put it next to mine, and we can both admit health is personal, something from which governments across the world should stay away—as most healthy ones do with religion.

The irony.  Religion and faith is my path to health…

Deja la Belleza

20 Thursday Aug 2020

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Deja entrar, la belleza
en mi que encuentro en ti.

Deja meter, la luz de Dios
que brilla debajo del dolor—

el pasado como estrella
tirada por cielo tuyo,

La respuesta adentro, como
saben niños al punto

de amanecer, cada momento
otro chance a dejar…

Tu misma un sueño, el
arcoíris no tentando adelante

porque sabemos que hay
mas por el otro lado…

Un pasto mas verde porque
tu estas.

Brilla mas que nosotros, brilla
en tu manera, en la forma

que quiere el Creador, tu creada
por perfección, la expresión,

la alegría de la vida, bailando
con mariachis y la niña siempre

necesitando cariño, el mejor
amor empezando y terminando

adentro de ti.

La cura es la fe

13 Thursday Aug 2020

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-por Bill Watkins 12/8/2020

Cree en el cuerpo que Dios te dio.  ¡Está totalmente equipado con extras!  Un sistema inmunológico asombroso, un cerebro para que puedas pensar por ti mismo lo que funciona para tu camino particular en la vida… Tu propio camino personal hacia la salud, la alegría, el amor, ¡algunos incluso todavía hablan del Cielo!  Llámalo paz mental, vida eterna, tener fe en algo más que tu cuerpo físico, hacer cosas buenas y pensar en los demás antes que en ti mismo.

La medicina occidental tiene teorías vendidas como “hechos”, que Dios no nos hizo ni a nosotros ni a este mundo lo suficientemente bien, por lo que debemos ponerle un cubrebocas.  Bazofia.  ¿Alguna vez, lector, se ha enfermado de verdad mientras su vida estaba en perfecto equilibrio?  ¿Ejercicio, vida al aire libre, una buena dieta, una combinación de amor, juego, trabajo—dormir bien?  Por supuesto que no.  La medicina occidental (los médicos) le hará creer durante su Virus Pánico de 2020 que deberíamos tener miedo el uno del otro. Debemos mantenernos alejados el uno del otro… No debemos confiar en el aire, es malo… ¡Nuestros cuerpos y sistemas inmunológicos dados por Dios no son lo suficientemente buenos!

Bazofia.  Estiércol de caballo.  Falso… ¡No lo compre!  La medicina occidental ha estado vendiendo su aceite de serpiente durante cientos de años, subiendo por la falda del cuerpo humano en busca de todas las respuestas de la vida.  Para ellos y los que creen en ellos, lo físico lo es todo, el cuerpo es la clave para una larga vida, pero creo que definen la “vida” y, de hecho, la “salud” de manera diferente a mí.  ¿Y para ti?  Sabes lo que funciona para tu salud porque vives contigo.  ¿Cómo va a saber un médico o un gobierno más que yo sobre mi salud?

Hemos vivido una mala historia de “conquista” (robo de tierras), crimen justificado por una Biblia, y en ese ambiente de civilización forzada entra la ciencia falsa de la medicina occidental y sus médicos sobrepagados y no confiables.  ¿Cuál fue su alguna vez gran solución para la fiebre y la mala salud física?  ¡Flebotomía!  ¿Cuál sigue siendo su actividad número uno en los consultorios de Occidente?  ¡Extracción de sangre!  “Sí, pequeño Billy, veamos qué te pasa.  Una vez que encontremos lo que está mal, ¡le recetaremos muchos medicamentos saludables!”

Drogas y extracción de sangre.  Bazofia.  Médicos sobrepagados con diplomas otorgados por otros médicos, una comunidad de establecer miedos y enfermedades, y luego presentarse como la gran cura… “¿Será esto en efectivo o crédito, Billy?” Bazofia.  Y peligroso… El miedo es el virus más peligroso del mundo de hoy, la religión más grande que dice tener una cura para él es la Medicina Occidental.

Permítame, por favor, presentarle otro, más antiguo, más sabio y mejor:

Fe.  Fe en Dios.  Fe en un Poder Superior, llámalo como quieras.  Fe en la Creación, en el aire dulce del campo, lejos de las ciudades de médicos, hospitales y grandes facturas… Fe en nosotros mismos.  En este cuerpo asombroso con el que nacimos, en tu propia salud cuando tomas buenas decisiones y vives de manera equilibrada.  Deja las ciudades que Roma arrojó tan violentamente a través de Europa, y que Colón, los españoles y los ingleses forzaron en Turtle Island, Aztlán y otras partes de una tierra antes hermosa y pacífica llamada “América” por europeos egocéntricos, violentos y etnocéntricos.

Rechaza la conquista.  Rechaza el robo a mano armada.  ¡Rechaza la civilización forzada, su ruido y sus curas falsas!  Mantenga la sangre dentro de su cuerpo, diga no al derramamiento de sangre y las drogas de la medicina occidental, encuentre su propia definición de salud y vida, una más amplia con la que sueña la filosofía de los médicos.  Di no al Kool-Aide, ¡lo han mejorado y lo han estado durante años!  El agua es mejor que la cerveza, un paseo por la naturaleza es mejor que una visita al médico y la fe en Dios es la cura que esperabas que te trajera un cubrebocas en la cara.

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