Like many Americans, and many people around the world, I use drugs every day. I'm truly afraid the drugs are going to lead to an early death.
I have what's known in the insurance industry as a "pre-existing condition." In other words, I'm over forty, and I'm alive.
I'm trying not to think that the US government wants me to die early, but the impact of their drug policy might honestly mean that I will die 5-15 years earlier than I otherwise would. See, I take Non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drugs(NSAIDs) every day, twice a day, and have been doing so for fifteen years. Every time I get a new doctor, they tell me these drugs are not good for my stomach, and as I understand it also bad for my kidneys and/or my liver. If I do not take these medications, I will experience severe debilitating pain on my chest that starts at the center of my sternum, which radiates through my chest to my back. Unmedicated, it feels like I am being impaled by a telephone pole, and I am incapacitated to do anything except be really sad and really grouchy. The NSAIDs are able to successfully mask the pain, and for that I am grateful.
The rub, however, is threefold:
- Taking these NSAIDs every day will cause gastro-esophageal reflux disease (GERD) symptoms akin to a really bad heartburn, which could lead to esophageal cancer (I do not want to go out that way). I will have debilitating dyspepsia if I do not take a proton-pump inhibitor such as Prilosec/Omeprazole to counteract the stomach problems caused the the NSAIDS. Doctors tell me that taking PPI's long term is a bad idea. After trying other solutions suggested while being bounced among general practitioners and specialists in several different managed-care plans (switching jobs, going to school, switching to my spouse's plan, etc) and each time going through the same process without positive results, I shrug my shoulders because there has been no other solution that works. And I feel like a pinball, but that's beside the point. In short, the doctors I have seen have not been able to help me cure this, so I palliate it with daily doses of drugs that have the potential to kill me.
- Marijuana is illegal, and is not being researched. The proper mix of extracted cannabinoids done up pharmaceutical-style could allow me to live my life without NSAIDs and PPIs. Aspirin is derived from willow trees, but if we were to chew on willow bark, we wouldn't get nearly as strong an effect. In current strains of cannabis, the way the current strains of cannabis grow, perhaps their effect is mild as well, compared to a directed dose. But as long as the federal government of the US remains ideologically sandbagging and obstructive of research, a cure (or less harmful pain alleviation) remains forever stillborn.
- After a nice stressful day at the office, I like to relax one way or the other. In the state I reside in for the next seven weeks, it is legal for me to choose how I do that. When I move to another state, I will have only one legal choice. Note that NSAIDs + Alcohol is known to be a particularly bad combination. I do know that NSAIDs do not have a warning label advising against using them with cannabis. I wish there was more research on not only the dangers of "marijuana" as a category, but also the benefits and effects of THC, CBD, CBN, and the nimiety of other cannabinoids. And I wish we could trust ourselves and each other enough to allow individuals to investigate for themselves, freely and responsibly.
- Getting high is a helpful catalyst to bring my spiritually centered vibe into arriving. When I vape, eat, or smoke cannabis--especially out amid and among nature--there is a form of commune and connection with a heaven-as-earthly divine. I find it's important to do this infrequently (<14 or 28 days in between uses for a spiritual practice. for medical use, in lighter doses daily or b.i.d.).
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chords (from the song, "Hunger Inside."):
But [x22422 or Amaj9] you …are [E]here.
I’m not a[E]lo-one [E]in this [002455 or A5]fe-e-ear.
The or-[D9]ig---[D9]in---[D]al [E]seer.
My [Bm]faith [Bm]says you [Bm]h[B9]e-[B9]ear (me).
lyrics:
i'm in love, i'm in love, i'm in love, i'm in love.
i'm in love, i'm in love, i'm in love, i'm in love.
i'm in love, i'm in love, i'm in love, i'm in love.
i'm in love.
i'm in love.
that woman just touched the ceiling with both hands
standing on her tippy-toes in high heel reebok hightop sneakers.
she touched the ceiling with both hands
and started pushing up.
i saw it.
she said, "this. this, this is your heaven... right here.
and i am pushing up,"
as her halo started to glow and grow.
i saw her standing on her tipsy toes
aaaaaand then she got all dragon's-breathy.
she had on a tank top, and her shoulders started to ripple.
she grew tall, taller, tallest until she was standing 20 kilometers high
staring, face to face, with the sun.
she stood straight, pushing up the sky like the goddess athena, and the warrior princess elena(pronounced "eee-leena") "zine" xena
she had on a short-bob hairdo, just like any other superhot superhero might occasion to do once in a while for flair...
she had on a tank top, and from the contour of her shirt it appeared....
anyway... she's a superhot superhero.
i said, "earlier, i saw her, first push the ceiling up
pushed the ceiling up, speaking the dragon's breath, from eight, to 8', 5" high....",
as the heels on her shoes grew,
and the length of her legs grew,
and the strong strength of her shoulders from crew
as that strong strength grew,
so she did, too.
colors: red, yellow, white.
mood: hopeful.
chant/prayer/mantra: may all the text you read be written upon the inside of your eyelids,
may some of the text you read be bichromatic (e.g. yellow and green), and in cursive script.
may you at least once read the essential metaphysical text with your senses wide open.
pax hominibus,
agape to all,
joel Labels: drug war, marijuana, superhero erotica, universal health care
# posted by Rev J D @ 05:42
