About Me

Lot of time to think, not enough sleeping. Was running through all of the platitudes that people have created to give those who have fallen from Grace the strength to soldier on. eg: "when life gives you lemons, make lemonade." Some people love when the strong are brought down a peg, I have never reveled in watching such drama.

Now, I get to be the subject. Life just has not gone the way I expected, and I am to blame. Not entirely, but let's face it, I have my flaws. Heart on my sleeve. Supreme inability to play the game, perhaps because it seems too easy? Ruthless criticism of the world's "leaders," and the hypocrisy they have mastered. In short, I have become masterful at pissing on corn flakes. 

Have discovered some major flaws in the way the world is structured, and the folks I tell this to are none to happy to be pulled outside their Matrix. I understand. If only I could go to Church, smile, shake hands. Go to work, smile, shake hands and egos. Ride my bike, sit in the back and be content. Put *** food in my mouth, go to doctors and let them prescribe poisons for me. 

Have never in my life, felt so completely alone. The more my brain clears, the healthier I become, the more isolated. May as well be in solitary lock up, screaming to my jailers that it is too cold in my cell.

To me, the World seems quite askew. But, some of you have found your balance nonetheless. Salute to you. I am going to try and lighten up, appreciate what is, and leave alone the things that are above my pay grade. I will aim to learn my place in this silly masquerade, we call life. 

If I don't, I might just be the healthiest person ever to blow the roof of my head off. 

Have to admit, may have actually had a solid month of happiness in March. The Power That Be (TPTB) gave us an extra hour of sunshine, and my boss has decided that his career failures can not always be blamed on me! :-)

Japan really moved me, touched me, and frankly brought me to tears. I am very empathic for the weak, the old, the infirm. Those who have bad things happen through no fault of their own. Am also extremly judgemental, and REVILE the weak who drink, smoke, eat poorly, and generally live a completely unexamined life. Kissinger once called them "Useless Eaters," and I prefer to call them "Useless Voters." They help propogate the spirit of entitlement that has granted too much power to Washington, and an Army of looters with their hands out. How to fight this? Jefferson and Madison were pretty prescient, they saw this coming. DEMOCRACY is evil, mob rule.

Have been riding hard, and meeting kids 20 years younger who want to know my "secret." Well, these golden opportunities to turn someone on to Dr. M's site, to teach the simple pleasure of clean water, food with taste, enzymes and nutrients are what I live for.

Funny story. Last Saturday rode with about 20 folks from my gym. We went only 40 miles, but they had a lot of hills and headwinds. Two of us were way ahead, and stopped at a Starbucks. I was happy to see a few organic items, and the other guy mentioned that "organic was a waste of money." Oh boy, we "chatted" a bit. Turns out he is a pediatrician, and we locked horns on vaccines. I went in to the virtues of Vitamin D3, my Mercola Sun Splash tanning bed, pro-biotics, juicing beets, etc. He was a good rider, and claimed he had to visit patients that afternoon, and he really stomped on the pedals for the last ten miles. We finish on a slight incline, very much to my style. I popped in to my largest gears, got a good tail wind, and blasted past him at the end. He asked "what got in to you?" And I explained that beet root had organic iron and other phytochemicals that a British study found added 17% performance to endurance athletes. Told him to juice some, stick it in a syringe, and charge his patients $200 a "shot" for it! :-)

We are thawing out in Southern Texas (few days under 20!), and Spring is approaching. Things grow in Spring, believe that my awareness and hope grows as well.

Most of us here realize that powerful, EVIL entitites collude to keep us slightly unhealthy, mis-informed, and indebted to their so called benevolence.

The past few years, heck this decade, has seen my love of "America" wane and then disappear. Clinton, Bush, Gore, Cheney, Obama. All do the same things, all erode our liberty, all surrounded by a complicit main stream media of talking heads and psuedo intellectuals.

As a GOOD man, someone who cares about my family, my country, the innocent in the world, what should I do? As former Special Forces (long time ago!), how do I fight? Where do I start?

Well, as I spiraled in to the darkest recesses of the abyss, depression dragging me to thoughts I could not imagine, answers began to spring up.

We fight the EVIL powers through religion, love of ourselves, and those around us. By living extremly healthy, abating the instant gratification of unatural consumerism. We make ourselves in to role models for the weak. EVIL always works on the weak first, and uses them to crush the strong. Read the history of every communist revolution. First they entice the dumb and downtrodden, then they push out or kill those who are able to resist.

So, my simple path now suits me well. I miss some of the fancy things I used to own. Always loved German engineering, and Swedish kitchen appliances, but a bicycle and some hand washing of dishes can be elegant as well.

Do NOT watch the drivel on TV. Read classics, start with the documents that founded our Nation. Read Jefferson. Read Ayn Rand. Read or go out and DO THINGS!

Most importantly, I am finding like minded people. Those who realize the value of time well spent, relationships that enhance both sides.

I am happy again. The noose may be tightening from The Global Government that is forming. But I will fight it, and enjoy those freedoms still left to me. I am close to my line in the sand, but will fight and die proudly if required. Be careful Globalists, Liars, Cheats, Politicians and other scum of the Earth. The Lamb has you outnumbered, and fights for a noble cause.

This was a tough Winter for me and my family. Lots of snow in Texas, and severe lower back pain led to much less exercise than my endorphin addicted body craves. Tax issues. Job pressures. A family that takes much more of my time then they give to me (children + wife from a primitive jungle region in Thailand= Husband does EVERYTHING!). Still, many of Dr. M's readers reached out to me, Holy Basil, Salmon Oil, clean living, and the sun shining have conspired to remind me that life is a magical thing.

I honestly do not know if deity exists, and the multitude of ways we humans have concocted to pray is daunting to one who attempts to use reason and logic to explain the confluence of life's events. But, as I lay dreaming of how to take my life, I felt a hand on my shoulder. The hand had a low voice, but steady. The message my ganglia conveyed to me was simple, people love you, they need you, and my purpose for your life has not been completed.

My BELOVED America is failing. We are on a burning platform, and The Giants we have all stood upon have looked at our filthy existence and have stepped aside. A generation or two has grown up with their hands out, fully dependent on the false idols of Medicine, Government, Hollywood, and Madison Avenue. We have lost God, Faith, Honor, Loyalty, Country. Joe Dimaggio is long gone, and The Devil has filled our every whim. And we are miserable wretches, with pot bellies, addled minds, and lurching towards a New World Order that was designed in Hell.

What calms me is KNOWING, through FAITH that Good always prevails. Modesty. Diligence. Responsibility. You know, the "boring" attributes that built our proud nation.

We have been governed by a hidden Elite that knows our every weakness, and exploits us like a farmer tending to a crop. Most of us have been bred for servitude, and go without a fight. Not me.

I will live, and I will fight injustice. It is my honor to serve God and Country with those who read these pages. God has asked me to maintain perfect health through exercise, the principles of health Dr. M. and his readers have helped me develop, and with an ability to put our struggle neatly in to bits, bytes and the spoken word.

God Bless America. We are going to fail soon as a Nation, but God often lays the land burnt so that new life may grow.

What a strange note to leave in a place that has helped me truly live these past four years. I just finished typing a self-deliverance note to my family, and am contemplating leaving this insane world to those better at delusion than I am.

Why?

That word has spawned hundreds if not thousands of religions, none of which answer the question, but offer a salve humans must need. I certainly do, but find it hard to suspend disbelief long enough to apply this miracle cream.

What I need to stay on this Globe is quite a request. It is likely made to about 3-4 people who would even look in this spot, but I think it might make some sense. I hope so.

I need the residents of Planet Earth to all think about someone other than themselves. I need them to suppress their innate greed and instant gratification philosophy. I need them to eat healthy. Pollute less. Stop watching American Idol and the ridiculous commercials that sustain it. I need them to read the US Constitution, take a bow to the genius that it contains, and then force our charlatan "leaders" to adhere to it. I need corruption to end. Corporate, governmental, the hybridization of the two, and at the personal level as well. I need LOVE, not bombs. I need clean roads, brotherly love, not a new B-22. I need enterprise that has its primary objective to be to have both sides of the transaction as winners.

My friends, I do not want to live in this world of sloth, entropy, hate, jealousy, and madness. I have lived as pure as I know, and have hurt as few as I can with my own selfish needs.

This is not a joke, I have written my final words, read the book Final Exit, and sit contemplating the look on my wife and daughter's face at my funeral. I do not like this country any more, the Neo-cons that inhabit my city, the people who have sold their souls and pay $2000/month for their Mercedes roadster (although, I respect those who pay cash).

Bschec7 stands at the apex of two giant, monolithic and ancient mountains. There is a path up, which I have been on for most of my existence. There is a path through them that always seemed like a shortcut to me, and there is the abyss as I leap downward and give up the gains that one may not keep anyway. I need to stand on the shoulders of some giant, as he or she tells me why I should keep going up. I fear for my life.