the cat’s in my lap

by Newnameelizabeth

Silver Bullet was worth it when the paraplegic boy in his cool, gas powered wheelchair was alone on the bridge shooting fireworks when the werewolf came towards him, and just in the nick of time he lights his bottle rocket and shoots him in the eye. The next day the preacher has an eye patch. Only Steven King could pull that off.

This can all be explained by the preacher’s garage full of empty coke bottles and beer cans. Demons feed on sugar, you see. Recycling wont save you.

to eat or not to eat

by Newnameelizabeth

For the aesthete, the choice is do I want physical beauty or a sensual physical experience? Compromises and deals are made in each direction. But I admire those who are committed to one or the other. Ones who are fully committed to an optimal physical appearance or to a no holds barred sell-out to food with no sacrifices. Oh, to have a whole bag of peanut (must get one’s protein) M&M’s on one side and a whole bag of Doritos on the other while sipping Dr. Pepper and looking forward to when they are done for a whole tub of Cookies and Cream. Actually I get a headache imagining that, but the lack of the exhausting struggle and deal making is attractive.

I have a similar back and forth with cleaning the house. One time I committed to keeping it clean and was not as satisfied with the result as I had imagined I would be. It wasn’t worth it. So it does not stay immaculate, but moderately neat.

I am pretty visual, but mostly touch-oriented. You’d think I’d be a touchy feely person, but I’m not. I mostly like comfortable resting places and the feeling of chewing and the taste and texture of food. Therefore the weight has slowly crept on. It would have been faster, but for mirrors and photographs. Mirrors can be tricked, however, and so can photos by someone who understands angles. Therefore one can have one’s cake and eat it too.

But I am not a committed aesthete, either. I also want what is right. It is not right to be a glutton. It is not right to be vain. It is not right to be on a roller coaster of sugar and caffeine highs and lows that exaggerate one’s negative responses to one’s family. The Fathers say irascibility is given to us to fight sin and the devil. One should not act irascible about just getting up in the morning, or to one’s family in ordering one’s house, should they? I haven’t gone into my sugar sensitivity that amplifies the above struggle.

All this to say that to avoid too much insulin production by not eating sugar, starches, or drinking caffeine or alcohol can appeal somewhat to the visual aesthete because of the weight loss, but it is a Pyrrhic victory. Male attention and female praise or envy are similar to a sugar high – fleeting and shallow.

A more stable and ramped down, calmer mood can also be seen as aesthetic as it is a pleasant feeling, but also ascetic for it puts one more in harmony with God and others. But even that is pleasant. It is inseparably mutual. Maybe I can be committed to that.

 

supplements

by Newnameelizabeth

Just found out that my fasting protein, soy, and favorite veggie, cabbage, are thyroid suppressors. I haven’t had my thyroid levels checked, but I bet I could use some boosting. Just ordered some kelp iodine, but will have to wait till Christmas to eat red meat which contains the cow’s thyroid hormones. Meanwhile, one can hope that the fasting diet also helps suppress the passions.