@Did someone fart? hi. I made it out of another albeit situationally temporary ditch yesterday with a few ingredients.
Absolute sheer will to live and see better day today (I would accept tomorrow, or next week, maybe next year now even fuck it lol, if it's a sure thing I mean like no marathon has no finish line, but I would haggle damn hard for the best deal).
Today, is remarkably better. Purely physical wise. If every day's beginning and prognosis was this way it would be a relative heaven.
And I still got way too much to deal with, you know what I mean lol.
My mind winds ceaselessly trying to crack the code of fate to just proceed more days in life, nourish the body, keep the mind, WITHOUT having to fight from under heavy sow to climb out of an unnecessary temporary allergenic pit of torture, again and again and again, over 365 times a year actually lol.
It paid off. Changed my reality, which really rolls like a dice.
If, I can just keep on, I'm deeply engaged in the most advanced deep healing work I never imagined existed, but needs more time as it's literally a top to bottom renovation of the body and every tissue.
Many longterm specific things have healed, others before eyes, evidence.
But deathening pain and torment from the most brutal herxeimer a body and mind can be put through.
It shouldn't be that long, impossibly to say, such unknown ground this but maybe a month, or two, even 6, or next week.
Layers after layers of deep repair and detox like a winding mountain road. No rest nor clear view until you reach top.
But it truly is happening. It's shedding years off my body, just the covid complicated honestly is the only reason I moan about struggle currently in life.
I would be so strong otherwise. Under 20% of the constitutional and inflicted bother of the past 17 years, effectively.
But the long Covid is another 100% on top now, purely alone.
It's a bitch of a thing. I have my views on it, not political, I finished with that. Really very technological and especially actually spiritual.
Because seriously, on paper, fully logically according to the laws, math of healing, and Rifing, working in layers, taking time, in order.
It doesn't stop. Healing & fixing I mean. So I hold out. I've come so so far it's crazy. Like a wind blowing me on now from behind, I see.
That's one reward of hacking on through hell. From the hardest deprhs. I know them. I even made furniture to improve the place while I set about finding those vines.
I nearly didn't manage this far. And I haven't coped at all. Coping needed forgetting about. Survival first. I am desperate to cope now in life.
Thank god for today though. One day soon, I actually will be well. I really just need time, electricity and completion of Rifing, and all the fortune, resource and will to get there, taking nothing for granted.
I am extra short on support. I'll look into that later. There needs to be a later first.
Anyway, "sorry for the rant"
@Did someone fart? lol jk. I laugh when people say that. It's OKAY to talk honestly about your life, experience and feelings.
Thatis not the definition of a rant.
And even when, a rant does not automatically or inherently require an apology or justification.
And it's always like one line..."my wife left the garden shed open I'm feezing my balls off this morning and my kid's off school sick but this cheese is good though sorry about the rant..."
Post over. I laugh. I must be a right ranter in their books.
So I only actually had one thing to say, and share. Initially.
When someone says too much, this is what comes to my mind.
