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Wrecked

This body’s wrecked

The joints ache

The muscles burn

The mind teeters

On the head of a pin

It wobbles but stands

But for how long

 

I wait for the day…

I wait for the day true equality blankets the globe. Where there are only have’s, no have not’s.

The day children don’t starve in one country yet struggle with obesity in another.

The day corporations are not allowed to infect politics and write the laws which cause the suffering of so many all for the sake of profit.

The day worldwide health care is everyone’s right, not a privilege for those who can afford it.

The day we get past our need to endlessly consume without restraint. When we strike a healthy, sustainable balance with nature.

The day we realize our full potential as a species, and treat our fellow species with the same respect we show ourselves.

The day our years of scientific endeavors allows us to surpass the limits of today and allows for the exploration of the vast expanse of the universe.

I wait for that day.

Diet change. Vegan time.

So I checked out this documentary called Forks Over Knives and it got me to thinking. In the film it states that the amount of grain we use to feed the livestock industry could feed 8.7 billion people a year, more than enough to end world hunger. Another thing to keep in mind is the amount of pollution caused by the livestock industry, cattle especially.

The way I figure it, if by not eating meat, dairy, or eggs I can help in some small way to reduce pollution and help get us closer to ending world hunger, I owe it to myself and my species as a whole to give it a shot.

Not only that, but cows, pigs, chickens, and just about all the delectable critters we regularly dine on pretty cool. Pigs in particular are very intelligent, rivaling dogs if not surpassing them. Moo cows are pretty sweet too, cept for the occasional Bull that wants to be a show off. Chicken’s are extremely interesting to watch, the way they interact with each other and the clucks and calls they use to communicate are rather sophisticated.

I’m on day 2 of the vegan diet, and in all honesty, I get to eat just as tasty of food, just don’t have to kill off sweet animals to do it. I’d definitely recommend everyone to give it a go, help the planet, and help ourselves from the positive effects of a healthy diet!

Recovery thoughts way too early in A.M.

Well, it’s official. I do not enjoy having surgery.

Actually I should rephrase. I’m not a fan of the recovery process after a surgery.

Being conked out thanks to the hodgepodge of goodies cascading magnificently from atop a silver tower above me was by my calculations, a good thing. Course, my mind could change depending on the bill Mr. Anesthesiologist decides to give me. Wonder if he’s game to barter…Guess I can’t be too annoyed either way, I did wake up after the surgery. That’s worth a couple bucks. Or a picture signed by the Rock and a guitar I never learned how to play. If he’s cool with bartering that is.

Some people just aren’t built for drawn out recoveries. Anything over a week and I’m climbing up the walls for a change of scenery. Well, I would be if it were possible to move without excruciating pain in the right leg and hip area down through the big toe. It’s a good thing I picked up that old wooden cane before they sliced me up. Certainly worth the five dollars the thrift store was asking.

Eh, I’m just annoyed by the whole thing. Expensive and uncomfortable, but it had to be done. Otherwise I’d be looking at a lifetime hobbling around on the walkin’ stick. A year or two to make a full recovery with no permanent damage was the obvious choice. It would be nice to get more than three hours of sleep before the knives start stabbing and the fiery needles engross my lower right side though.

But, beggars can’t be choosers. I not only had the means in which to protect my health both short and long term, but I live in a place where such a surgery is performed by some of the most skilled practitioners in the world. I would’ve preferred never to have an issue. Don’t know anybody that likes having issues requiring medical attention. Despite that I’m very thankful I live where I do, have the friends and family that support me the way they do, and that the surgery was a success and is now a thing of the past.

Now it’s time to buckle down, stay positive, and recover like it’s 1999.