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People know of old, over two thousand years, it has great effects on health the wine.
Since the time of Hippocrates, the wine was used to reduce fever, washing wounds, to strengthen a patient who had no appetite after passing through a serious illness.
Since then, people already knew that wine helps digestion.
After a hearty food with meat and fat, a glass of wine was indispensable.
Wine helps useless discharges from the gut, helping to evacuate urine and promotes sweating.
But they knew ancient people began to be forgotten in the last century, when so many drugs usually prepared only through chemistry, began to assail us.
Do not clean the high consumption of natural wines, by the population from the Rhine wine-growing areas has made it possible for some diseases such as gout, kidney stones and liver to be less common than in other areas?
Not many doctors are wrong who think the wine just as evil, toxic and harmful?
Certainly not I call you to alcoholism.
But some diseases, a natural glass of wine, suitable range when need be and especially how we can be helpful.
White wine or red wine.
What is better? white wine or red wine?
Red wine is distinguished not only by color.
It contains tannins, which have a great influence on the mucous membranes.
Red wine contains not so much acid that most white wines.
Our body receives more pleasure and that substances in red wine are better tolerated.
Since Roman times it was said that red wine helps you quickly whiten your hair does, it gives you more force, even when age is age.
The wine consumed in moderation is a friend of man, the sorrow or joy.
A Romanian proverb says so - "A glass of wine is the joy, two glasses of wine is gladness and three glasses of wine is crazy"
White wine has a diuretic effect, it is good to stimulate digestion.
Depending on the assortment of white wine, sweet, dry, semi-dry, more fragrant etc.We know many more varieties of white wines than red wines. ... read more ...
A few days ago, the media reported the discovery in Minas Gerais - Ah! What a Tolkien-sounding name - in southeastern Brazil of a Giant Sundew, Drosera magnifica. Apparently it can grow up to 1.5 metres high, almost as tall as a human being! Just imagine being caught up in its glittering viscous drops of sweet digestive fluid. A nightmare worthy of Frodo and his encounter with Shelob - evil in spider form - at Cirith Ungol leading to the land of Mordor.
But here on a much smaller scale is very pretty and elegant Cape Sundew, Drosera capensis. Johannes Burman (1707-1780), who wrote about plants from the Moluccas, Sri Lanka and the Cape Colony of South Africa, waxes elequent about Drosera's hues: 'elegantis purpurei sunt coloris'. This Sundew's flower blossoms 30 cm above a rosette from which spring those pin-sticky leaves that ensnare insects out for Sweets. Once caught, dissolution and digestion are quick upon our little fliers: all in all they're dissolved in about half an hour. You can just see the dark remnants of a small beastie in the lower left hand corner of this photo.
Biogen - The Bygrave Lodge anaerobic digestion (AD) plant opened in May 2015, so almost a year after this photo was taken. The plant still doesn't appear on most maps (including Google) but the latest OS maps on streetmap.co.uk show a "power station".
Hertfordshire GOC's 12 July 2014 walk of 11.5 miles, a circular route in Hertfordshire from Weston via Weston Green End to Bygrave, Wallington, Clothall and back to Weston via Weston Church End. Please check out the other photos from the walk here, or to see my collections, go here. For more information on the Gay Outdoor Club, see www.goc.org.uk.
Llorar a chorros.
Llorar la digestión.
Llorar el sueño.
Llorar ante las puertas y los puertos.
Llorar de amabilidad y de amarillo.
Abrir las canillas,
las compuertas del llanto.
Empaparnos el alma,
la camiseta.
Inundar las veredas y los paseos,
y salvarnos, a nado, de nuestro llanto.
Asistir a los cursos de antropología,
llorando.
Festejar los cumpleaños familiares,
llorando.
Atravesar el África,
llorando.
Llorar como un cacuy,
como un cocodrilo...
si es verdad
que los cacuyes y los cocodrilos
no dejan nunca de llorar.
Llorarlo todo,
pero llorarlo bien.
Llorarlo con la nariz,
con las rodillas.
Llorarlo por el ombligo,
por la boca.
Llorar de amor,
de hastío,
de alegría.
Llorar de frac,
de flato, de flacura.
Llorar improvisando,
de memoria.
¡Llorar todo el insomnio y todo el día!
Oliverio Girondo
"It is more machine than man, I think. Bad for the digestion."
- Dialog between Rinnar and Khem Val, about the Fate of Darth Skotia
After completing the first training under a prejudiced Overseer and freeing the Dashade Khem Val from an ancient Sith Tomb, to now be her companion, Rinnar is taken as an Apprentice by Lord Zash, a female human Sith-Sorceress. Now on Dromund Kaas, Rinnar is tasked with the recovery of certain Sith Artifacts once belonging to Tulak Hord. By her mistress' command she also murders her superior, Darth Skotia, which allows Lord Zash to take his Position and title of Darth.
Please note, that the "Outfit" is made purely with Lego parts, official Lego Stickers, and E-Tape. (Apart from the Headdress and some colour correction).
Next one will be on Nar Shadaa as I didn't get notable changes in equipment on Balmorra (lust a new lightsaber and diferent boots), and therefore the figure would stay the same.
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The gorilla is herbivorous and has only one stomach.
Among herbivorous mammals, these two extremes are good examples of giant pandas (Ailuropoda melanoleuca), which digest and consume less than 10% of the cellulose and hemicellulose of bamboo (122) and gorillas can digest 45% to 70% of the cell walls of substances in your herbivorous diet Although gorillas are genetically similar to humans, their digestive systems are completely different, more similar to those of horses. Like horses, gorillas are "large intestine digesters", primarily processing food in their long large intestine rather than in the stomach.
The main organs (in order of function) that make up the digestive system are the oral cavity, esophagus, stomach, small intestine, large intestine, rectum, and anus. The pancreas, gallbladder, and liver helped them along the way. This is how these organs work together in your digestive system.
Humans and great apes (bonobos, chimpanzees, gorillas, and orangutans) share a common intestinal anatomy, including a simple stomach, small intestine, small caecum ending in the appendix, and posterior intestine consisting of the large intestine, rectum, and anal canal.
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While I saw paan sold every day in India I did not see what went into producing it. Today that changed.
Paan is made by taking a betel creeper leaf, adding some ingredients and then folding it up into a triangle for chewing/consumption. The ingredients can be a wide range of things: betel nut, lime paste, almond powder, grated coconut, pistachio powder, sometimes a very sweet cherry jam or chutney ... and much more. The combination of ingredients makes for a very tasty and refreshing after dinner treat The plant enzymes, lime paste, and mild stimulant from the betel nut act as a digestion enhancer and breadth freshener.
Paan is made according to the purchaser's personal preferences.
from a sheet of a marvelous paper from christophe Michel, created in august 2017 for a challenge on the french forum
Very cool, very loud.
1600 HP, 20 cylinder, methane-powered Caterpillar engines generate electricity burning methane created by anaerobic digestion of organic wastes in the landfill.
Gas is extracted from ~150' below the mounds and piped almost directly to these engines. Gas is dried by condensing out as much water as possible. Gas contains about 50% methane the rest mostly CO2. Some sulfur and nitrogen compounds are present and drying must be done to minimize formation of acids (esp. H2SO4) during the combustion process. Slightly higher levels of NO are put out because nitrogen compounds are not removed. Forgot to ask whether they had catalytic converters on these engines.
I forgot the actual generation capabilities that the engineer cited, but Modern Landfill apparently could completely power their operations without using any electricity from the grid (I.E. National Grid's power), and in fact could put more back in.
However a law - obviously created to decrease competition - would force them to pay heavy charges if they disconnected completely from the grid. The charge is for the power lines that they WOULD NOT be using, but were installed none-the-less! And people wonder why NYS scares away business. Can we say "bass ackward"
The waste heat from these engines is pumped over to the greenhouses to grow the tomatoes.
Beneficios De La Hierbabuena , La Hierbabuena ,Hierbabuena Propiedades . El día de hoy te traigo 5 beneficios de la hierbabuena 1. Una gran digestiva Se trata sin duda alguna de una de las cualidades más populares y conocidas de la hierbabuena. Es una planta con interesantes beneficios y cualidades digestivas. De ahí que su consumo sea ideal cuando nos cuesta hacer la digestión (por ejemplo, ante una digestión pesada), gracias a que es capaz de estimular tanto las secreciones biliares como las estomacales. También es útil cuando tenemos cólicos y gases (flatulencias), que en muchas ocasiones resultan tan molestos y dolorosos, gracias a sus propiedades antiespasmódicas y carminativas. 2. Propiedades relajantes Como ocurre con otras plantas con propiedades digestivas (como es el caso de la manzanilla o del anís verde), lo cierto es que la hierbabuena también resulta útil cuando estamos nerviosos, y nos sentimos ansiosos o estresados, gracias a sus cualidades relajantes. Además, no hay duda que tomar la infusión de hierbabuena caliente, mientras descansamos un poco y leemos o escuchamos música, nos ayudará de forma positiva a recuperar la calma de manera completamente natural. 3. Útil para aliviar el dolor de cabeza Si sufres habitualmente de dolores de cabeza o de migrañas, es posible que te hagas amigo de la hierbabuena. Y es que al tratarse de una planta con propiedades antiinflamatorias y analgésicas, ayuda a aliviar las molestias y el dolor. Además de tomar su infusión, por su acción calmante y relajante, puedes adquirir en herbolarios un botito de aceite esencial de hierbabuena, y aplicártelo sobre la sien a la vez que te haces un masaje relajante. 4. Cualidades antisépticas Gracias a su contenido en aceites esenciales y en polifenoles, la hierbabuena aporta propiedades antisépticas, virtud que se une de forma muy positiva con su acción antivírica y antifúngica. Por ello resulta útil cuando existe algún problema dental o bucal, e incluso en caso de dolor de garganta, para la realización de gargarismos. Por otro lado, también ayuda en caso de alergias de la piel, y salpullidos. 5. Alivia afecciones respiratorias ¿Sabías que la hierbabuena, al igual que el eucalipto, actúa como un maravilloso expectorante? Por ello su consumo regular es también adecuado en caso de gripes y de resfriados, a pesar de tratarse de una cualidad no tan conocida, en comparación con sus beneficios digestivos. Sea como fuere, gracias a esta cualidad también es útil en caso de asma, ayudando a la hora de aliviar sus síntomas. ------------------------------------------------------------ Suscribete a nuestro canal www.youtube.com/c/SaludNaturalsaludmasnatural ------------------------------------------------------------ Visita nuestro blog: bit.ly/29MYs98 ------------------------------------------------------------ Ahora nos puedes seguir en facebook bit.ly/29Ggpm6 ----------------------------------------------------------- Siguenos en Instagram como bit.ly/2bBJaTw ---------------------------------------------------------- www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_tN5F29uBM Beneficios De La Hierbabuena , La Hierbabuena ,Hierbabuena Propiedades
Good food, good sex, good digestion, good sleep: to these basic animal pleasures, man has added nothing but the good cigarette. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic’s Notebook, 1966
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Atlas d'anatomie descriptive du corps humain.
Bonamy, Broca, "Beau (dessinateur) "
Troisième partie , appareil de la digestion, appareil surrénal, rein.
(Paris G. Masson éditeur)
Photographed in Kenya from a safari vehicle
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I've known about the power of a Spotted Hyena's jaw for some time....but this is the first opportunity I've had to see and photograph the exact reason and results of that bone-crushing as it worked on the picked-clean ribs of this kill. Once the bones are broken down into smaller fragments, they make their way into the hyenas’ stomachs. The stomach of a hyena is equipped with incredibly strong acids that aid in the digestion process and have the ability to dissolve bone matter, allowing the hyenas to extract the essential nutrients.
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From Wikipedia: The spotted hyena (Crocuta crocuta), also known as the laughing hyena, is a hyena species, currently classed as the sole extant member of the genus Crocuta, native to sub-Saharan Africa. It is listed as being of least concern by the IUCN on account of its widespread range and large numbers estimated between 27,000 and 47,000 individuals. The species is, however, experiencing declines outside of protected areas due to habitat loss and poaching. The species may have originated in Asia, and once ranged throughout Europe for at least one million years until the end of the Late Pleistocene. The spotted hyena is the largest known member of the Hyaenidae, and is further physically distinguished from other species by its vaguely bear-like build, its rounded ears, its less prominent mane, its spotted pelt, its more dual-purposed dentition, its fewer nipples and the presence of a pseudo-penis in the female. It is the only placental mammalian species where females lack an external vaginal opening, having a pseudo-penis instead.
The skull of the spotted hyena differs from that of the striped hyena by its much greater size and narrower sagittal crest. For its size, the spotted hyena has one of the most powerfully built skulls among the Carnivora. The dentition is more dual purposed than that of other modern hyena species, which are mostly scavengers; the upper and lower third premolars are conical bone-crushers, with a third bone-holding cone jutting from the lower fourth premolar. The spotted hyena also has its carnassials situated behind its bone-crushing premolars, the position of which allows it to crush bone with its premolars without blunting the carnassials. Combined with large jaw muscles and a special vaulting to protect the skull against large forces, these characteristics give the spotted hyena a powerful bite which can exert a pressure of 80 kgf/cm2 (1140 lbf/in²), which is 40% more force than a leopard can generate. The jaws of the spotted hyena outmatch those of the brown bear in bone-crushing ability, and free ranging hyenas have been observed to crack open the long bones of giraffes measuring 7 cm in diameter.
The spotted hyena is the most social of the Carnivora in that it has the largest group sizes and most complex social behaviours. Its social organisation is unlike that of any other carnivore, bearing closer resemblance to that of cercopithecine primates (baboons and macaques) with respect to group size, hierarchical structure, and frequency of social interaction among both kin and unrelated group-mates. However, the social system of the spotted hyena is openly competitive rather than cooperative, with access to kills, mating opportunities and the time of dispersal for males depending on the ability to dominate other clan-members. Females provide only for their own cubs rather than assist each other, and males display no paternal care. Spotted hyena society is matriarchal; females are larger than males, and dominate them.
The spotted hyena is a highly successful animal, being the most common large carnivore in Africa. Its success is due in part to its adaptability and opportunism; it is primarily a hunter but may also scavenge, with the capacity to eat and digest skin, bone and other animal waste. In functional terms, the spotted hyena makes the most efficient use of animal matter of all African carnivores. The spotted hyena displays greater plasticity in its hunting and foraging behaviour than other African carnivores; it hunts alone, in small parties of 2–5 individuals or in large groups. During a hunt, spotted hyenas often run through ungulate herds in order to select an individual to attack. Once selected, their prey is chased over a long distance, often several kilometres, at speeds of up to 60 km/h.
The spotted hyena has a long history of interaction with humanity; depictions of the species exist from the Upper Paleolithic period, with carvings and paintings from the Lascaux and Chauvet Caves. The species has a largely negative reputation in both Western culture and African folklore. In the former, the species is mostly regarded as ugly and cowardly, while in the latter, it is viewed as greedy, gluttonous, stupid, and foolish, yet powerful and potentially dangerous. The majority of Western perceptions on the species can be found in the writings of Aristotle and Pliny the Elder, though in relatively unjudgmental form. Explicit, negative judgments occur in the Physiologus, where the animal is depicted as a hermaphrodite and grave-robber. The IUCN's hyena specialist group identifies the spotted hyena's negative reputation as detrimental to the species' continued survival, both in captivity and the wild.
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Thank goodness for the internet!! Because I would not have had a clue on how to care for this mouse. He made it thru the night! I got up and fed it about 3am. Stuart was already up and wriggling! Same thing this morning, except now he has a little squeak! I took this just before his bath. Just like a baby, when they have had enough they fall asleep. But apparently "mother mouse" then gives them a bath which helps circulation and digestion...so, this little guy will get a QTip bath next.
Since they need to maintain a temp between 100-102 degrees, I guess that is the only "handy" thing I can say about our weather lately, at least I haven't had to worry too much about that, yet.
Very cool, very loud.
1600 HP, 20 cylinder, methane-powered Caterpillar engines generate electricity burning methane created by anaerobic digestion of organic wastes in the landfill.
Gas is extracted from ~150' below the mounds and piped almost directly to these engines. Gas is dried by condensing out as much water as possible. Gas contains about 50% methane the rest mostly CO2. Some sulfur and nitrogen compounds are present and drying must be done to minimize formation of acids (esp. H2SO4) during the combustion process. Slightly higher levels of NO are put out because nitrogen compounds are not removed. Forgot to ask whether they had catalytic converters on these engines.
I forgot the actual generation capabilities that the engineer cited, but Modern Landfill apparently could completely power their operations without using any electricity from the grid (I.E. National Grid's power), and in fact could put more back in.
However a law - obviously created to decrease competition - would force them to pay heavy charges if they disconnected completely from the grid. The charge is for the power lines that they WOULD NOT be using, but were installed none-the-less! And people wonder why NYS scares away business. Can we say "bass ackward"
The waste heat from these engines is pumped over to the greenhouses to grow the tomatoes.
Atlas d'anatomie descriptive du corps humain.
Bonamy, Broca, "Beau (dessinateur) "
Troisième partie , appareil de la digestion, appareil surrénal, rein.
(Paris G. Masson éditeur)
Atlas d'anatomie descriptive du corps humain.
Bonamy, Broca, "Beau (dessinateur) "
Troisième partie , appareil de la digestion, appareil surrénal, rein.
(Paris G. Masson éditeur)
Phalacrocorax a . aristotelis
cette posture ne sert pas à sécher son plumage
mais à exposer son bol alimentaire au soleil et ainsi favoriser sa digestion
Very cool, very loud.
1600 HP, 20 cylinder, methane-powered Caterpillar engines generate electricity burning methane created by anaerobic digestion of organic wastes in the landfill.
Gas is extracted from ~150' below the mounds and piped almost directly to these engines. Gas is dried by condensing out as much water as possible. Gas contains about 50% methane the rest mostly CO2. Some sulfur and nitrogen compounds are present and drying must be done to minimize formation of acids (esp. H2SO4) during the combustion process. Slightly higher levels of NO are put out because nitrogen compounds are not removed. Forgot to ask whether they had catalytic converters on these engines.
I forgot the actual generation capabilities that the engineer cited, but Modern Landfill apparently could completely power their operations without using any electricity from the grid (I.E. National Grid's power), and in fact could put more back in.
However a law - obviously created to decrease competition - would force them to pay heavy charges if they disconnected completely from the grid. The charge is for the power lines that they WOULD NOT be using, but were installed none-the-less! And people wonder why NYS scares away business. Can we say "bass ackward"
The waste heat from these engines is pumped over to the greenhouses to grow the tomatoes.
Even digestion towers have their beautiful sides...
Taken at the wastewater treatment plant close to the Allianz Arena, Munich.
Zehn jeweils 8.000 Kubikmeter fassende, 30 Meter hohe Faultürme sind ein weithin sichtbarer Blickfang im Hamburger Hafen. Ihre ehemals sichtbare Betonverschalung ist heute mit silberfarbenem Metall verkleidet. Sieben der Türme sind in verschiedenen Farben beleuchtbar, zusätzlich können auf die vier Fronttürme verschiedene Motive projiziert werden.
Unter ständiger Umwälzung bei einer konstanten Temperatur von rund 35 Grad Celsius fault hier der Klärschlamm aus. Unter Luftabschluss, also anaeroben Bedingungen, zersetzen Bakterien etwa 50 % der organischen Substanz zu Methan, Kohlendioxid und Wasser. Aus organischen Stickstoffverbindungen entstehen wasserlösliche Ammoniumverbindungen.
Pro Tag werden im Mittel 84.000 Kubikmeter Faulgas erzeugt, die in der Klärschlamm-Verbrennungsanlage VERA zur Stromerzeugung genutzt werden.
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I can't stop making these. They are too hysterical.
I am just beginning to poke my way through my pictures from our Labor Day weekend trip to New Orleans, and have decided that the first ones I'm going to tackle are the series of photographs I took at the extraordinary and wonderful New Orleans Pharmacy Museum (their website is currently in progress, but here's a little description of it).
Going there was hands down my favorite part of the trip, which is saying something -- we had such a lovely time.
Rosebay Willowherb - Chamerion angustifolium
A rarity in the UK, until 1860, when it began to spread rapidly, its hairy and very tiny seeds able to be carried great distances by wind. Found typically in cleared woodland, on wasteland and along railway tracks, but will grow pretty much anywhere. The only ground it dislikes are waterlogged areas.
Often known as 'fireweed', its seeds germinate well on areas exposed to high temperatures, such as scrub cleared by fire. After the London Blitz, rosebay willowherb sprung up in bomb sites (giving it the local name 'bombweed'), providing a welcome shot of colour in the rubble. It remains across the capital, earning itself by dint of its toughness and glorious pink summer blooms, the title of county flower of London in 2002.
Willow herb leaves were dried and drunk as a substitute or adulterant for tea. It is still drunk as tea in Russia to help digestion, where it's known as 'kapoorie tea'. It's popular with native American Indians, who eat the young shoots (rich in vitamin C and pro-vitamin A) as salad leaves.
Medicinally, rosebay willowherb is an astringent, used to treat sore throats and ulcers. Its also an antispasmodic, and has been used to treat whooping cough, hiccough and asthma.. Its roots and leaves, chopped and stewed as tea are said to cure stomach upsets, gastroenteritis and diarrhoea in children.
TCM "holds that the body's vital energy (chi or qi) circulates through channels, called meridians, that have branches connected to bodily organs and functions." Its view of the human body is only marginally concerned with anatomical structures, but focuses primarily on the body's functions(such as digestion, breathing, temperature maintenance, etc.):"The tendency of Chinese thought is to seek out dynamic functional activity rather than to look for the fixed somatic structures that perform the activities. Because of this, the Chinese have no system of anatomy comparable to that of the West."— Ted Kaptchuk, The Web That Has No WeaverThese functions are aggregated and then associated with a primary functional entity – for instance, nourishment of the tissues and maintenance of their moisture are seen as connected functions, and the entity postulated to be responsible for these functions is xuě (blood).These functional entities thus constitute concepts rather than something with biochemical or anatomical properties.The primary functional entities used by traditional Chinese medicine are qì, xuě, the five zàng organs, the six fǔ organs, and the meridians which extend through the organ systems.?These are all theoretically interconnected: each zàng organ is paired with a fǔ organ, which are nourished by the blood and concentrate qi for a particular function, with meridians being extensions of those functional systems throughout the body.
Concepts of the body and of disease used in TCM have notions of a pre-scientific culture, similar to European humoral theory.– TCM is characterized as full of pseudoscience. Some practitioners no longer consider yin and yang and the idea of an energy flow to apply.Scientific investigation has not found any histological or physiological evidence for traditional Chinese concepts such as qi, meridians, and acupuncture points.[a] It is a generally held belief within the acupuncture community that acupuncture points and meridians structures are special conduits for electrical signals but no research has established any consistent anatomical structure or function for either acupuncture points or meridians.The scientific evidence for the anatomical existence of either meridians or acupuncture points is not compelling.Stephen Barrett of Quackwatch writes that, "TCM theory and practice are not based upon the body of knowledge related to health, disease, and health care that has been widely accepted by the scientific community. TCM practitioners disagree among themselves about how to diagnose patients and which treatments should go with which diagnoses. Even if they could agree, the TCM theories are so nebulous that no amount of scientific study will enable TCM to offer rational care."TCM has been the subject of controversy within China.In 2006, the Chinese scholar Zhang Gongyao triggered a national debate when he published an article entitled "Farewell to Traditional Chinese Medicine," arguing that TCM was a pseudoscience that should be abolished in public healthcare and academia.The Chinese government however, interested in the opportunity of export revenues, took the stance that TCM is a science and continued to encourage its development.
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In Hinduism, Jainism and Buddhism, a chakra (Sanskrit: Cakra, Pali : Cakka, Tamil: chakra ) is thought to be an energy point or node in the subtle body. Chakras are believed to be part of the subtle body, not the physical body, and as such, are the meeting points of the subtle (non-physical) energy channels called nadi. Nadi are believed to be channels in the subtle body through which the life force (prana) (non-physical) or vital energy (non-physical) moves. Various scriptural texts and teachings present a different number of chakras. It's believed that there are many chakras in the subtle human body, according to the tantric texts, but there are seven chakras that are considered to be the most important ones.
In the yoga theory, nadis are said to carry life force energies known as prana. In the physical body, the nadis are channels carrying air, water, nutrients, blood and other bodily fluids around and are similar to the arteries, veins, capillaries, bronchioles, nerves, lymph canals and so on.In yoga theory, the physical body is often referred to as "the gross body" (Sanskrit Sthula sarira).
In the subtle and the causal body, the nadis are channels for so called cosmic, vital, seminal, mental, intellectual, etc. energies (collectively described as prana) and are important for sensations, consciousness and the spiritual aura.Yoga texts disagree on the number of nadis in the human body. Hatha Yoga Pradipika and Goraksha Samhita quote 72,000 nadis, each branching off into another 72,000 nadis, whereas Shiva Samhita states 350,000 nadis arise from the navel center.
All nadis are said to originate from one of two centres; the heart and the kanda[disambiguation needed], the last being an egg-shaped bulb in the pelvic area, just below the navel.When awakened, kundalini travels upward within Sushumna.The Ida and Pingala nadis are often seen as referring to the two hemispheres of the brain. Pingala is the extroverted (Active), solar nadi, and corresponds to the right hand side of the body and the left hand side of the brain. Ida is the introverted, lunar nadi, and corresponds to the left hand side of the body and the right hand side of the brain (there is a contralateralization). These nadis are also said to have an extrasensory function, playing a part in empathic and instinctive responses. The two nadis are believed to be stimulated through different Pranayama practices, including nadi shodhana, which involves alternately breathing through the left and right nostrils, which would theoretically stimulate the left and right sides of the brain respectively. The word nadi comes from the Sanskrit root nad meaning "channel", "stream", or "flow". Special breathing techniques are supposed to influence the flow of prana within these nadis. According to this interpretation, these techniques will purify and develop these two energetic currents and may lead to the awakening of kundalini.
Discover the Ways on How to Get Rid of Stomach Cramps Stomach cramps can cause discomfort, and that is why many seek ways to relieve the pain. The condition can sometimes be due to gas buildup, excess stomach acid, and even hunger. In order to know if you have too much gas, try to massage your
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Moscas
La mosca es un insecto tan típico del verano que pasa inadvertido, pero es uno de los más peligrosos transmisores de enfermedades como cólera, tifus, tracoma, tuberculosis y la disentería que cuesta tantas vidas infantiles cada verano. La mosca pasa del estado de huevo al de adulto en menos de diez días y puede reproducirse inmediatamente. Pondrá un centenar de huevos cada diez días multiplicándose astronómicamente si no se la combate. El cuerpo de la mosca está cubierto de una compacta maraña de finos pelos en la que pueden encontrarse hasta cinco millones de bacterias. La mosca se posa con la misma avidez sobre un montón de desperdicios como sobre los alimentos humanos. La boca de la mosca carece de aparato masticador, de ahí que la mosca deba ablandar el alimento para poder extraerle el jugo alimenticio. Con este fin vomita sobre los alimentos una gota de líquido producto de su última digestión. Tales gotas del jugo digestivo se mezclan con su excremento y dan origen a esas manchas negruzcas que aparecen sobre los alimentos donde se han posado.
"Quando essa relação do processo digestivo não se faz adequadamente, parte do alimento não é completamente digerido e esses restos de alimentos não digeridos vão passar ao intestino, no caso da digestão geral, e por si mesmos ou pela ação dos
microorganismos existentes no intestino, vão se transformar em substâncias altamente agressivas ao organismo."
[Coluna Ayurveda, por Dr. José Ruguê - Prana Yoga Journal #17]
Be aware of malicious Easter Eggs
Eating Malicious Easter Eggs slipped here from alien dimensions may harm your digestion!!
By the Author of...
'The Absurdity of Pigeon Feed'
Fifth Instalment of silliness.
The fifth installment of Indica Mc Lemmon and Tio Tonto in Fidel's Evil Plan.
They trudged onward, Che suspended on a stretcher gasping for air, abusing one of the last of his inhaler's and trying to regain a semblance of normal breathing amid the dust laden air.
The sand canyons had been a big shit, the sadness and terror had left them drained. Struggling against the rhythmic rocking of the stretcher he fumbled though the yellowing torn pages that his men had found in the around the ravaged skeleton, may be they would shed some light on the tragedy that had befallen them. Now the situation was all in all desperate, nothing in the boy scouts manual or all the survival courses he'd suffered had prepared him for this. Yes, they were suffering, suffering terribly, finally Che was in his element, doing what he was made for, doing what he did best.
A caravan of camels approached in their direction but halted to survey them from a high dune ridge. Drovers pointed fiercely at them and began yelling hysterically. Some goaded their stead’s to turn about whilst others scuffled around unable to control their groaning complaints. Chattering in high unintelligible voices it seemed as if something had provoked an argument, it rippled though them, inevitably giving way to angry shouted curses.
Canes swished though the air landing on faces and flanks of the distraught camels. In response many screamed with anguish and spat their filthy spray around. A collective consensus of camel hysteria finally unleashed a riot of pissing and shitting before they stampeded over the horizon despite Che's suffering desperadoes frantic imploring.
Stoically Che took one of the grimy pages and read....
First the Jeep, no exhaust... insufferable pollution, honestly, really insufferable.
One week flopping about on cantankerous foul camel.....noxious unending farting.....what an unforgivable atrocious antisocial disposition for any living creature.....My foulest experience ever.
Sociologically, it goes to say a lot about the unmannerly distrustful disposition of the Arab owners and their short tempers. No surprise, I’m the first to study these animals and there contrary evolution.
“some kind of capitalist scientist out of touch with the proletariat, but he's right about camels and the Arabs” Che picked another paper this one in fading type.
New research published, Cambridge professors.
Frankly, no surprise to me. Rather amusing.....data refers to area in which I shall be encumbered investigating camels.
Research on Sauropods, Diplodocus, (the largest of the dinosaurs), trundled around grazing here, Mesozoic period 150 to 65.5 million years ago.
Extensive studies correlate size, calculate density of population, digestion diet..... Excitingly explosive conclusions.
Size, 20-45 tonnes...Big?..even in comparison to my wife!
Digestion tracts on industrial level....with out a doubt similar to wife?
Fact: vegetation of period contained vast quantities of cannaboids. Exasperated appetite....infinite in the case of wife, without the cannabis! Digestion system proposed to support body mass:
Microbial fermenting type stomachs to aid the digestion. Undoubtedly the same as camels and wife.
Result...evolution under the influence of a cocktail of alcohol+dope?? ha ha.
Methane: produced on scale unsurpassed in the history of planet... Obviously have no study data on my wife!
Conclusion:
Extinction: not the result of meteorite impact.
Extinction cause, ignition of methane by lightning... resulting in Yucatan creator...global dimming.
Wonder if same can be achieved with wife?
Che wondered the same as he took another hit on his inhaler and fumbled for another crumpled sheet of paper.
An Australian company dealing in carbon emissions, propose the culling of 1.2 million non indigenous feral camels to reduce methane emissions.
Australia's answer to Kyoto treaty!! Ha Ha.
The feral camels are responsible for equivalent 1.5 million metric tonnes of carbon emissions annually.
The local population sharing the camel saturated terrain's known as “Rotten Thousand Egg Basin” applaud the programs proposals, code named, “operation omelette”.
Local population lobby courts of human rights.
May be I can lobby them on the same grounds regarding my beloved wife!!!
Largest contributory factor in ozone depletion.
Immense ozone layer hole over the south pole grows directly proportional to the camel population.
I suspect the presence of an ozone hole directly over my beloved!
Che threw the remnants of one of Cubans finest away and took a puff on his inhaler. The rest of the papers were illegible.
The camels didn't like it!!, that much was obvious, but they didn't like the stinking filthy goat tanning factory either where they spent most of their time stabled. It's terrible smell combined with their own considerable ceaseless potent farting made the area unbearable to passers by ten miles up wind.
The camels endured each day endlessly sucking in and spitting out the stables stench of toxic debilitating gases, but they never truly got used to it, constantly yearning for the vast open desert and its pure uncontaminated air.
That smell of the stables now held little in comparison to the smell they had to contended with, the vast sand dunes themselves seemed to be closing their ranks, cringing, the sand rippling in response. The smell was hundreds of times more potent, in fact simply indescribable.
It was told by an aged sun shrunken traveller who pass though thet desert, that the only smell worse than a dead goat tanning factory is that of a wailing whaling ship. He couldn't imagine that, Ali had never seen one, let alone smelt a dead whale or heard a fisherman wailing in distress from the smell of dead whales. It probably had a very fishy dead fish smell he thought. But then again he'd never smelt a fishy fish alive or dead.
Right now Ali himself was choking, gagging on the tear provoking smell,.... uncontrollably gagging, the camels were farting unnaturally biting their riders and spitting viscously to rid the putrid taste from their mouths.
This smell had nothing to do with dead fly bloated, stinking, putrefying bodies of goats nor of fishy fish dead whales for that matter, I mean, this just wasn't, couldn't be natural no?
His grandfather had taught him in his old age of the evil demons that dwelt in the desert hidden within the yellow dust filthy “haboob's”, with their dreadful god fearing vomit shit smell and diabolical tricks.
Ali's camel enthusiastically and repeatedly tried to turn and bite him any which way it could, spraying its green slimy spit in all directions as they broached the summit of a dune. He pulled him back noticing copious tears running down its checks, the camel struggling to blink them away, it was suffering from extreme distress that much was obvious. It was bloody crying! Tears running down its cheeks and dripped to the sand below.
It was crying from the dreadful smell that killed the air dead!
Down in the valley struggled the dirt dirty filthy devils, now and again one of them broke away to squat, defecating and screaming a spine chilling mystical ear piercing chant marking their territory as a no man's land.
It seemed as if the devils were all but naked, rag bedraggled bodies a bright pink glow in the sunlight, they staggered sluggishly along in a strange ceremonial manner, hobbling, stumbling, their legs stretched apart uttering strange excruciating groans.
Ali's camel bucked and turned about again, a whiplash of tears flew about it drenching the sand, it's mind connecting the unsupportable smell with a certain horrifying annihilation, it pissed and defecated abundantly there and then.
Put a little more concisely, it Fucking freaked out.
Ali had seen enough of these horrendous demons, he was fucking terrified as well, tears now clouded his own eyes running down his cheeks. Shouting a curse “A thousand farts of flatulent camels on you” at the devils below he flicked his cane to the camels flanks furiously, ferociously, furiously, sadistically. No matter which, total panic had seized him and his companions. They turned about spinning on cringing sand grains and galloped away down wind as fast as possible. May be, may be they could escape some how.
Che's men waved and jeered franticly imploring rescue but the Arab camel train rapidly disappeared into the distance, it was the third camel train that had done the same. What was wrong with them!? Fucking fuzzy wuzzies.
Dehydration had taken it's toll, they were now five bedraggled thirsty desperate souls. They'd thrown away every thing they were unable to carry including their useless sand blocked fire arms.
All the chocolate, beans, liquorish and water had been consumed the previous day.
Che was not improving, he'd gotten though another two inhalers controlling the curse of his life, Asthma. It seemed to have the habit of debilitating him at exactly the wrong moment, be it on a mission of national importance or a few seconds before orgasm whilst liberating the sexual libido of some bourgeoisie princes or the other. The sky maintained its mustard post apocalyptic colour, dust thick. But they were close to the dig now.
Ahmid had finished his morning prayers, raising his head his attention was caught by the groaning site hut door swinging too and throw. He scuttled off leaving his confederates of the humanitarian flight team, taking the opportunity to catch up on his diary. Entering into the gloom of the hut he spied a table and set his diary upon it....
It had all begun when he'd picked the dirty damp paper from the gutter, his eye by sheer chance caught the job offer, which was obliviously a sign from God.
The money was crazy, all training free, health cover for his family, pensions and accommodation for them for life. “A short contract” it said. The job description was not too clear but it stated in capital letters, “No previous experience necessary....secure life time employment”.
More than a bit contradictory, but what did Ahmid care he was finished with the poverty of the streets of Deli. He had to secure this job and escape to a new life.
He some how passed the intensive interview impressing them with his loving obedient fealty to God. Just a matter of days latter he was flying free to a deserted location high in the mountains of Pakistan.
So frilled with his turn of fortune was he that he threw himself with total dedication and blind obedience at the challenges facing him. The training was hard and demanded his total dedication, he was treated kindly by the his trainers who were farther like kind, but stern when it came to his lessons and prayers.
So he took to flying like he was born for it. Day after day the lessons increased his knowledge, he enjoyed the freedom in the clouds he was loving the whole experience, but for one inconsistency, he was never taught how to land. They said that bit was the easiest bit, too easy, it really wasn't to be bothered with.
After six months the day came when he had to attend a private interview, there his teachers explained that after performing Gods work he was to be a martyr. His reward was to be paradise, married to 72 dark eyed virgins and he would become very famous for his sacrifices to gods wishes.
It was at that point that he started to dream of the book he would write, the Hollywood film that would follow bringing him untold wealth.
After his martyrdom he would publish it, there would be book signings, lectures, his life would be perfect, riches and family. A long life of caring for his loved ones, his mind ran wild with his dreams hardly able to contain himself waiting for this great day of his martyrdom when he would begin his new happy life.
His training had been completed in record time and they had been sent here to this archaeological dig by the great Al Fuk-eda to condition their minds and bodies with hard labour to purify themselves before the great day came.
As he finished his entry for the day he sat back and the loose legged stool on which he sat complained a bit, complained fervently then twisted and collapsed, he followed it to the floor and giggled at the scene pushing himself upright as an unusual brilliant light caught his eye from under the table. He bent there and retrieved a handful of blistering bright glistering gems, a necklace of gems in curious shapes rather like the shape of his own precious scrotum.
The gods wouldn't leave him alone, heaping more and more good fortune on him, surely he was touched by them. With this gift, on top of the seventy two wide eyed virgins, on top of the martyrdom, on top of his fame, on top of his book, his Hollywood movie, his life was a dream of fabulous good fortune.
He held the prize in his hand, another step forwards to a glorious future and then feeling light headed he decided to close his tired eyes for a few minuets.
The clothes, bodies, guns had disappeared, The Pope was efficient systemically as ever, he scoured the area and declared, “someone’ll pay with worthless life, no a one mess me boy”
Tio Tonto was still breathing sighs of relief, not knowing which sigh may be his last, good, good, the guns out of the way was a gift from heaven as far as his future quality of life was concerned. He had to placate him, yes, if he could build some kind of relation with him?
“This is such a weird place man, I wouldn't be surprised if your clothes hadn't been taken off for top of the line laundering.” he joked
The Pope gave a sideways glance of contemptible menace. “Find some a thing to cover your tools o I rip em off.
“Yeah yeah, you are quite right really, really we have to maintain some kind of decency, dignity right, I mean YOU are quite right, yes, got you, yes.”
“shut a fuck up”
They looked around and came up with different solutions the Pope fashioned banana skins to lace around his mid drift and hang down covering his modesty. Tonto chose, would you believe fig like leaves and a creeper.
“Lets a out o this poofta palace before I kill a some one, I still got a itch.”
Tonto jumped to attention and obediently followed the Pope. The tunnel was long and gloomy with many turning's, twenty minuets later they were approaching the brightness of daylight.
As Tonto wandered along his mind tried to reason why he was still alive, he tried employing different philosophical tools, rationality, Plato’s logic, Game theory but he wasn't too good at that thinking kind of stuff, “Anyway, I mean, a homicidal maniac in a banana skirt clutching a flea bitten teddy bear. What the fuck.”
“or may be my lucks changed, he's simply lost his mind, oxygen starvation of the brain or he feels some kind of debt for his life na? Fuck, I’m alive, what the fuck”
The fruit he'd eaten started to rumble in his stomach a common problem for him, his digestive tract sent it's disapproval of the fruit to his anus and he let squeak a little one as they strode into intense sunlight in a neglected corner of the ruins. Motifs of the extended scrotum sect adorned the walls along with those mystical spirals that fine craftsmanship had etched untold millennium before.
“What are we going to do?” he enquired politely.
The Pope remain silent he seemed to be concentrating on something, a noise, he turned right following it into a day lit open passage way which rose slowly.
Now a distant voice was audible in the distance. The Pope responded immediately.
“Fucking kill bastards, robbed a my suit. Leave a man no a dignity I’ll strip skin. I pull neck.” The Pope appeared to be a man of few well chosen colourful words.
He tossed the bear at Tonto, he didn't realise he'd been carrying it, his rage growing with each step as the noise grew louder, a drunken slurring, not really following any tempo.
The Pope strove on purposefully, leaving Tonto straggling behind so he double paced to catch up but only lagged further behind. The passageway was now became an ancient street of dwellings with ruined tumbled down walls shoulder high.
The slurring grew louder, it was Indica, off his head and out of his mind, in fact his minds tenancy these days was so infrequent as to warrant a temporary forwarding address.
At an intersection of streets a hand attached to a black suit flashed out from the shadows grabbing Tonto by the neck, thrusting him high against a wall, he dropped the bear and held the vial vile high in the air.
The dirty smoke stained hand was strangling him with it's iron vice grip.
Pummelling the Cuban suit with his other hand had no effect, air was no longer arriving to fill his lungs he was loosing.. he audibly farted as on the other side of the wall Indica amused himself.
He had his whip in hand lounging in a deck chair with sun parasol above, empty tequila bottles strewn about, the loud fart like sound stalled him a second, seemingly familiar, before he dismissed it and continued. He'd been practising his wrist action all afternoon with the bottles precariously placed on the wall... Indica was in a dreadful state, a mess, high on ecstasy for five straight days, he had very little idea of where he was or what the fuck he was doing. He probably didn't give a shit either.
He flicked his whip at the bottle topped wall and it returned with a glass vile which fell to his lap. He only just noticed the vile as he was already into a return hit, but now the vial held all his available concentrated attention. In the mean time, the whip had by happen chance coiled it self around the neck of the Cuban suit, Indica yanked back eager to examine the contents of the vile, the sudden resistance to the whip collapsed his deck chair but he instinctively held on to the whip. Result, one Cuban suits neck snapped with a resounding crack and amazing proficiency.
Indica had no idea what had happened, his eyes were hunger fixed on the vile, that could only mean one thing, drugs. So snapping the top off, he downed it in one, just as a huge Cuban dressed in banana leaves rounded the corner.
In a rage The Pope strode towards him evil purpose in his eyes.
Tonto having shacken off the suited corpse rounded the corner gasping for breath with the flea bitten pudgy brown bear clasped to his chest.
But Indica was already high in the air, the Popes hand held him suspended, a puppet dangling, strangling and crushing his wind pipe, his powerful right hit Indica in his still enormous throbbing swollen balls.
A snapping jab, his well practiced favourite a warm up for more intimate torture and it was charged with all his herculean muscular power.
A scream of screams commanded the air, cut though it, silenced nature's hum and filled the air with a shrilling whining pitiful distress.
In all those years on the confession line the Pope had never ever heard anyone filled with such pitiful anguish, the bare bones of a soul moving from desperation to total resignation of its horrendous fate.
It shocked The Pope, he trembled, horrific images of all his victims on a speeded up confession line seemed to cry out to him at once, a unified pathos, a plea to respect the sanctity of life, a cry for the family misery he had inflicted, a cry for the children he had orphaned. Now he yearned to let each and every one of those victims free, free from what were his own, evil, cruel, ignorant hands. To liberate their souls from their dyeing suffrage, pain and hopelessness. To lay to rest their mangled desecrated corpses, he wanted to undo everything, Yes undo everything, every single evil deed of his life's work. The Pope dropped Indica.
He staggered back overwhelmed, his mind screaming escape from its incriminations, accusations, of the tortured inferno that had been his life's work.
Tonto arrived Hmm... “Hey Indica may I present to you my good friend The Pope.”
Indica stared upwards vacant, then his eyes focused, then he lost consciousness.
“Ah...ha, probably not the best moment for that I guess.” Mused Tonto.
The Pope was on his knees hands covering his face crying uncontrollably, a baby lost in it's own private world of hysterical self pity.
Ahmid awoke to pain, pain he'd never before known, his eyes lowered to the source and his jaw fell open, ripping his bursting clothes away revealed a sight that no man should suffer to see. His balls were enormous, humongous, swollen, throbbing red and over run by small sucking white snails.
Panic filled his brain, he crawled to the door, tears washing his face, what he saw was something from nightmares. The recreation area for the workers was a slaughter house of dead and semi naked wounded, some crawling in desperation to the “Never land” of hope, all of them had huge grotesque distended scrotum’s plastered in white small snails.
A terrifying chorus of pain filled groans incessantly bombarded his ears.
“Ahmid, Ahmid help me for the love of god, help me” Ahmid pulled himself to the source of the pleas to find his beloved friend and confident Alle...”I'm sorry really sorry, I didn't mean....well I couldn’t help...I took it, I took it, forgive me Ahmid.”
“What did you take?”
“That cursed devils necklace.”
“I showed it to Acba, he took it from me, stole it from me and was murdered for it. Now look,” signing the hell around them, “what did I do?”
“There was a riot, they all wanted it, none wanted to share. Our greed has destroyed us all, look,... look around, look at the blood and horror, the curse has worked it's way on all of those who touched it, who craved it. All will die a horrible death Ahmid, God has looked into our souls and what he's seen has unleashed his vengeful wroth.”
“I came here with you to work gods word Ahmid. No one but me new of the true nature of our mission, so it was I alone who deceived you all, but I had to do it in the name of our beloved God.”
“Ahmid we were here hiding before our mission, we were to sacrifice our lives for the truth and glory of our God.”
“We weren’t here to fly humanitarian relief aid flights, like I told you all. We were to destroy the twin pillars of capitalism, the symbol of the westerns worlds decadence it's den of inequity, it's betrayal of all that God stands for in his glory. Yes, I Lied, we were to fly our aircraft into the twin O.Bz-C.Bz on Oxford street in the infidels land of the British martyring ourselves in the name of God.”
Ahmid's dreams collapsed, imploded, popped. It had all been lies, lies, lies, he didn't understand this terrible world and wanted out, he embraced his distraught friend and said,
“But I don't understand, O.Bz – C.Bz? What about my book the movie?, my martyrdom and the virgins?
Especially the 72 wide eyed virgins?”...........
Fatty Chole started his first burger bar van in Finsbury park road, a happy good humoured overly large man who was said to eat more than he served.
He got..... BIGGER.
When people talk about expanding their business, they are normally referring to its business potential, but in the case of Fatty... he had said this as a matter of literal fact as he simply could no longer access the interior of the burger van.
A triple width isle was required.
The customized enlarged van caused crowds of curious lonely social out casts to descend on the bar, soon the scene around it began to look like something akin to an air crash disaster scene.
It became a magnet for all the sight seeking weird-os that crawl out from the shadow land of low self esteem. Seeking to be the first to pass on precious inconsequential information that might aid them in elevating their prestige within pathetic social peer groups.
In this case the precious gem of information was the truly scandalous unbelievable physical dimensions of Fatty.
In consequence, rumours grew, clandestinely whispered, endlessly exaggerated in their circulation, debating the validity of Fatties size, but it was one of those very rare cases where the hype was actually born out by the reality. The second such example since Bruce Springsteen.
No matter Fatties weight, the clientèle overwhelmed his capacity to keep up with the demand for his burgers, there was no longer time to eat in between clients.
Business grew along with Fatty, those extra slices of bacon on top of triple burgers became lashings of half cooked bacon, blocks of creamed cheese, tripe, cream sauces with pig lard and cow drippings. It was time to make a bold move he was advised, and so he decided to open the first retail outlet of what would become a world wide monopoly in record time.
Deciding to ignore pleas from friends, acquaintances alike to call the business the “Fat Fatty Fats Burger Bar”. He opted for the more contentious name of.............
“THE OBESCITY BURGER CHOLESTERAL BAR.”
Which was abbreviated to catchy O.Bz.-C.Bz
This came at a time when medical science had just revealed the dire consequences of a high cholesterol diet to the heart and hence life. Fatty mused “Life is a “gamble” nothing more, its so much fun and so is the cholesterol roulette wheel, come on jump on, lets slag up those arteries to a mere squirt, rip those flapping heart valves apart, damp those heart muscles down to a mere irregular flutter”.
There was no holding him back now. The press clamoured for wide angled photos and quotes as he franchised his business.
But when he advertised his product as having,
“A guarantee of certain death at an early age from all cholesterol related cardio vascular diseases”.
The media went crazy, he had the curious, the dedicated, fat and the thin, arriving in droves. They all left with their cholesterol time bomb months advanced and their hunger sated.
Fatty and his food chain eventually gave birth to spin off businesses, the greatest success being the popular...
“Pure Cholesterol Consumption Competition” a big brother scenario centred around the gross gluttony of obese contestants, although the sex scenes were severely edited as unpalatable to the masses, it still arrived to a world wide stage of one hundred millions viewers, bumping the Simpson's and dragons den into well deserved obscurity.
The politically correct, “The Big campaign against the Discrimination of Slightly Overly Large and Upwards People”, wanted to close him down for running a business based, as they saw it on discriminatory propaganda aimed at ridiculing the obese, but one look at its owner, his weight and eating habits refuted all of their carefully planed accusations.
The franchise won various awards for its interior design. Check outs that even allowed Fatty to wobble though them unhindered, he provided over sized chairs to accommodate its more dedicated customers, reinforced toilet facilities together with doors to accommodate all. The toilets contained innovative sanitary receptacles for its bulimic clients with mouthwash facilities all located beside privacy booths to hide the shame of their uncontrollable copious consumption of his burgers.
His final genius was to gain a pharmaceutical licence to dispense statin's directly to the public at all of his outlets shooting down complaints from the multitude of medical foundations trying to close him down.
If you could eat three O.Bz-C.Bz. in an hour with out puking, you got an extra free, (bulimic's excluded), but no one, no one including the owner ever achieved such an unimaginable feat of gluttony.
The business went viral, it was the ultimate decadence in calorific cholesterol soaked cuisine, the addicted gluttonous human debris produced provoked the “twelve lighter steps program” self help group to quickly cover the country, which were in the main totally unsuccessful in weaning its members off the burgers, in fact in its third year there was still not one soul prepared to honestly pick up his one month clean star.
The health issues regarding the franchise became even more notorious than the Catholic condoned Aids epidemic in Africa, the World Health Organisation ruled it the public health enemy No. One.
Each casualty hit the headlines, there were exploding hearts, stomachs and respiratory failures. Medical Emergency Teams parked adjacent to the out lets awaiting the constant flow of near and out right deaths. Fatties in house retained lawyers became famed for their callousness in defence of the food chain
With outlets in sixty five countries including Biafra, which was about as sick a joke as one could make, although the business still made a profit, frequented by the corrupt elite, (Idi Amin flew in twice a week for a quick bight, two burgers with all the trappings and several take a ways).
Fatty became rich.
He commented, “Well yeah O.K., So I'm only the seventeenth richest man on the planet but I won the Guinness book of record as the worlds fattest man “hands down”. “I'm no egoist, “to be the worlds best and first only once, is enough for me”.
This was the gluttonous capitalistic monstrosity of decadence that had been the target of Al Fuk-eda, as far as he was concerned, it represented the pinnacle of western societies capitalistic debauchery and as such it was a legitimate target for destruction.
Tio had pleaded with The Pope for twenty minuet's before he had consented to help, his main complaint was not over helping, he just didn't want to come anywhere near Indicas naked body, but now he tentatively grasped his bare shoulders forcing him down doubled over a suitable rounded boulder his head laying between his banana leaved frocked waist.
Tio took the super spears flame thrower lighter and pulling Indica's balls from between his legs in a tricky dexterous pincer movement using thumb and forefinger. The operation began, roasting away the remaining snails plastered to the rear of Indica's scrotum.
The smell and Indica's constant unconscious efforts to escape the heat of the flame sent him too and throwing between him self and The Pope, so what with his writhing groaning it rendered the operation instantly forgettable. The Pope constantly protested pulling and pushing Indica around to counteract his writhing s.
The operation was nearly completed and as if in celebratory acknowledgement Indica relaxed, then awakened screaming at his pain and causing him to fart prodigiously!
Tio's cognitive circuitry instantly processed the inputting data and sent an “all events evasion action” alarm to his central nervous system which responded by flooding his body with adrenalin. Quite a good manoeuvre all in all, but there was a side effect, a tensioning in his gut which rapturously, instantly expelled all the gaseous ballast stored in his larger intestines. The super spears lighter then did what it did best, the explosion was expansive and instantaneous, needless to say stimulating to all parties present, leaving the three of them with little need to attend to excess's of private hair growth for many a month to come.
They had arrived placing Che's stretcher close to the rim of the crater. Cono went off on a reconnaissance searching for water and anything else that may be useful. The group was in a bad way Che was semi lucid, but with the return of cono carrying fresh water their recovery was rapid and within two hours Che was sitting up ready to take command.
They had to secure Fidels bear no matter what, that was the primary objective of operation “Desert Wind” nothing else mattered, the D.N.A was in its pampas, he was the only one apart from Fidel with this intelligence, he just hoped they were in time and that the red herring vile had done its work.
He shifted over to the rim of the excavation and with his high power binoculars and surveyed the scene below.
As he focussed the fine precision glass he pointed them in the direction from which a constant groaning and pleas for help came from, the focus snapped an image into being. Two gay Arab labourers embracing each other naked from the waste down crying hysterically, whilst around them lay seventy or eighty bodies some obviously departed for the next world, judging by the blood stained earth around them.
Limbs were severed, knives, axes, shovels protruded from their savaged bodies, clubs lay in the hands of the dead, “Some serious shit had gone down here, but what had started the massacre”.
Some where crawling, all were naked below the waste and what shockingly caught his attention now, was frankly beyond belief, they all had balls far beyond elephant size.
He moved the binoculars around the area, “fuck a what a the fuck” his words mumbled past his lips. What he saw was incredible, he simply couldn't believe his eyes.
The living and dead were all afflicted alike, the unlucky living writhed in uncontrollable pain sobbing, others were simply uncontrollably crying calling for their mothers and others seemed to be crawling aimlessly having been forced to abandoned their minds due to pain, their huge grotesque balls left large gouged rutted trails in the dust behind them.
All of them stretched out their legs to the maximum to accommodate the rampant cancer that lay between.
A group of three now caught his attention on the other side of the excavation he flicked the lenses around to the source refocusing, the first thing he saw was The Pope, “thank god” he thought, before he realised that he was dressed in banana leaves and bending over a naked body.
“oh man this a place is so a fucked up a man”
Che could now see that the man straddling the boulder from the positioning of the bodies seemed to be giving an enthusiastic blow job, The Pope had him by the shoulders pushing and pulling at the body, “My god I just a cant believe, The Pope a poof no!, but what a the fuck”, his mind was in complete confusion nothing seemed real here “The Pope getting a blow job man!” but then a scream echoed around the excavation and the face of Indica Mc lemmon appeared from the banana leaves between The Popes legs. “No, Oh a No”,
“The Pope and Indica?”
He panned to the pudgy man at the other end of Mc lemmon and felt an incredulity cross his mind until he understood, the pudgy one although dressed for an orgy in fig leaves had a flame thrower of some kind in his hand and was torturing Indica burning his balls.
“Now that's more like it” thought Che, the scene now made better sense, he felt guilty for thinking of The Pope as he had. The Pope would always be the same, given a chance to inflict pain and horror he would always be out there ahead of the others camping out at the head of the queue, top of the class.
A huge ball of red flame suddenly exploded enveloping the pudgy one and Indica, “Fuck” thought Che “They're not fucking about down there, Guess we can relax The Popes got things under control”.
Tio jumped back the hair on his chest had disappeared his fig leaves had curled at the intense heat, he swiped at his body instinctively as The Pope brushed away the remnants of his eyelashes and chest hair.
“Hey Che I found some salt tablets on the dashboard of the Jeep over there, take this you need it”. Che knocked back the ecstasy pill, one of the last from Indica's stash and passed the glasses to cono...a few minutes latter he was giggling a bit weirdly and said, “wow man that's some wild party down there. What we do”.Che looked over smiled and said, “tell every one to relax, get a good nights sleep, it seems like everything’s under control. The Popes on the job!”
But the reality was that not one of Ches team were under control and nor would they be for the next forty eight hours.
Dawn broke, Tonto and The Pope shouldered Indica between them, they were making their way towards the incline when Tio broke away for a moment stooping to retrieve something strewn in the dust.
Che heard a Jeep door slam, he rose a little to stare over the top of a wall, watching them laughing yeah, great The Popes got the bear. Great we can get out o here but we just gotta finish this party first, he continued to juggle bare full breasted cono up and down on his dick. He was raving like a loony as were the rest of his men, everything seemed so great, the dawn, yeah, the desert, yeah, wow man this was some kind of scene going down here yeah, I mean a real a groovy scene man.....he took another shot from his inhaler then lit one of Cubans finest and disappeared.....
All rights reserved, copyright Tom Tomlinson. 19.5.2012.
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'The Absurdity of Pigeon Feed'
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40 Points about Wheat grass & its Nutritional Values
1. Wheatgrass Juice is one of the best sources of living chlorophyll available.
2. Chlorophyll is the first product of light and, therefore, contains more light energy than any other element.
3. Wheatgrass juice is a crude chlorophyll and can be taken orally and as a colon implant without toxic side effects.
4. Chlorophyll is the basis of all plant life.
5. Wheatgrass is high in oxygen like all green plants that contain chlorophyll. The brain and all body tissues function at an optimal level in a highly-oxygenated environment.
6. Chlorophyll is anti-bacterial and can be used inside and outside the body as a healer.
7. Dr. Bernard Jensen says that it only takes minutes to digest wheat grass juice and uses up very little body energy.
8. Science has proven that chlorophyll arrests growth and development of unfriendly bacteria.
9. Chlorophyll (wheatgrass) rebuilds the bloodstream. Studies of various animals have shown chlorophyll to be free of any toxic reaction. The red cell count was returned to normal within 4 to 5 days of the administration of chlorophyll, even in those animals which were known to be extremely anemic or low in red cell count.
10. Farmers in the Midwest who have sterile cows and bulls put them on wheat grass to restore fertility. (The high magnesium content in chlorophyll builds enzymes that restore the sex hormones.)
11. Chlorophyll can be extracted from many plants, but wheatgrass is superior because it has been found to have over 100 elements needed by man. If grown in organic soil, it absorbs 92 of the known 102 minerals from the soil.
12. Wheatgrass has what is called the grass-juice factor, which has been shown to keep herbivorous animals alive indefinitely.
13. Dr. Ann Wigmore and institutes based on her teachings has been helping people get well from chronic disorders for 30 years using wheatgrass. 14. Liquid chlorophyll gets into the tissues, refines them and makes them over.
15. Wheatgrass Juice is a superior detoxification agent compared to carrot juice and other fruits and vegetables. Dr Earp-Thomas, associate of Ann Wigmore, says that 15 pounds of Wheatgrass is the equivalent of 350 pounds of carrot, lettuce, celery, and so forth.
16. Liquid chlorophyll washes drug deposits from the body.
17. Chlorophyll neutralizes toxins in the body.
18. Chlorophyll helps purify the liver.
19. Chlorophyll improves blood sugar problems.
20. In the American Journal of Surgery (1940), Benjamin Gruskin, M.D. recommends chlorophyll for its antiseptic benefits. The article suggests the following clinical uses for chlorophyll: to clear up foul smelling odors, neutralize Strep infections, heal wounds, hasten skin grafting, cure chronic sinusitis, overcome chronic inner-ear inflammation and infection, reduce varicose veins and heal leg ulcers, eliminate impetigo and other scabby eruptions, heal rectal sores, successfully treat inflammation of the uterine cervix, get rid of parasitic vaginal infections, reduce typhoid fever, and cure advanced pyorrhea in many cases.
21. Wheatgrass Juice cures acne and even help to remove scars after it has been ingested for seven to eight months. The diet must be improved at the same time.
22. Wheatgrass juice acts as a detergent in the body and is used as a body deodorant.
23. A small amount of wheatgrass juice in the human diet helps prevents tooth decay.
24. Wheatgrass juice held in the mouth for 5 minutes will help eliminate toothaches. It pulls poisons from the gums.
25. Gargle Wheat grass Juice for a sore throat.
26. Drink Wheatgrass Juice for skin problems such as eczema or psoriasis.
27. Wheat grass Juice keeps the hair from graying.
28. Pyorrhea of the mouth: lay pulp of wheatgrass soaked in juice on diseased area in mouth or chew wheat grass, spitting out the pulp.
29. By taking Wheat grass Juice, one may feel a difference in strength, endurance, health, and spirituality, and experience a sense of well-being.
30. Wheatgrass juice improves the digestion.
31. Wheat grass juice is high in enzymes.
32. Wheatgrass juice is an excellent skin cleanser and can be absorbed through the skin for nutrition. Pour green juice over your body in a tub of warm water and soak for 15 to 20 minutes. Rinse off with cold water.
33. Wheatgrass implants (enemas) are great for healing and detoxifying the colon walls. The implants also heal and cleanse the internal organs. After an enema, wait 20 minutes, then implant 4 ounces of wheatgrass juice. Retain for 20 minutes.
34. Wheatgrass juice is great for constipation and keeping the bowels open. It is high in magnesium.
35. Dr. Birscher, a research scientist, called chlorophyll "concentrated sun power." He said, "chlorophyll increases the function of the heart, affects the vascular system, the intestines, the uterus, and the lungs."
36. According to Dr. Birscher, nature uses chlorophyll (wheatgrass) as a body cleanser, rebuilder, and neutralizer of toxins.
37. Wheat grass juice can dissolve the scars that are formed in the lungs from breathing acid gasses. The effect of carbon monoxide is minimized since chlorophyll increases hemoglobin production.
38. Wheatgrass Juice reduces high blood pressure and enhances the capillaries.
39. Wheat grass Juice can remove heavy metals from the body.
40. Wheatgrass juice is great for blood disorders of all kinds
HEALTH BENEFITS OF BARLEY
• Promotes cardiovascular health and helps prevent heart diseases.
• Aids in reducing high levels of cholesterol in the body and helps prevent high blood pressure.
• Helps in prevention of stroke (ischemic stroke).
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• Aids in the fight against diabetes by providing essential elements needed by diabetic patients.
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• Increases stamina or energy level of the body as well as strengthening the immune system.
• Aids in the treatment of gastro-intestinal disorders such as duodenal and colon disorders.
• Promotes a healthy circulatory, digestive, immune and detoxification system of the body.
• May help improve memory and clarity of thought.
• Helps in purifying the blood and liver from toxins and other free radicals by washing it out of the body.
• Helps decrease carbon dioxide in the body.
• Helps in the healing process of wounds, scrapes and sores.
• Helps fight harmful bacteria that might cause infection to wounds and scrapes.
• Helps provide help in the treatment of any inflammation in the body due to its
anti-inflammatory properties.
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