Taking dogs with rabies into the rabbit den

The state has criminalized every non-pc thought, bit it cannot stop the natural reaction of what the eye sees.

After noticing the negativity that comes from being any place besides house and work, and noticing that the vibrant enriching population makes about half the people out and about, 24/7, protected by and fed by the state, harassing the people who pay for the taxes that are drained down the hole of vibrant feed, and still complaining about racism because some rabbit did not lower their eyes upon the initial challenge put forward by the enricher, I decided there is only one way to sanity:

Ignore. Pretend that the space currently occupied bu the vibrant does not exist in the time space continuum.

Ignore what I see and ignore what I know. Do not speak about enrichers, do not look at them, do not remember you saw them, pretend that they don't exist.

It is sanity, it is self preservation, and what is the point in being aggressive towards rabid dogs when they always are in a pack, state sponsored and state protected?

I know that pockets of sanity will emerge, as when poked, people reluctantly speak up. Slowly.

So how is my pretending void mission going?

I managed less than 24 hours.

You ignore a rabid dog, but rabid dog does not ignore you.

I actually managed to ignore 15 or so enrichers hanging out in front of my favorite venue, hoodies as the chosen headwear.

But one of their older brothers decided some peace was too much to ask.

The next night, am in the same venue, am leaving with two blondes, and we go to one of the girls' building entrance, totally innocent, doing some fact checking about an insider joke. Going there I notice two enrichers, one 1.60 dude with designer hair of the vibrating kind and the other, not his countryman, 40ish, fat, with a pussy beard as the Finns call it, not a goatee, but the round beard around the mouth.

So I am standing there with the girls looking at the names on the doorbell, when the fat Fuck comes up from behind me,

"Haaa, where you go?" I check, the enricher has left,
"What?"
"Haaa, you go party?"
"No" turn back to the girls, keeping him in my peripheral vision, am downtown, but you never know how far these guys vibrate.
"Haaa, you go dance?"
"No..."
...
... at this point I have to say aggression would be a bad idea as you never know what stray dog lies in the shadows...
"Haaa, have fun" he waves his hands in a frustrated way but stays close by, for a few seconds when as luck has it one of the shadiest enrichers who ethnically might not be on good terms with fat fuck is walking by, recognizes me, says "Hey man, long time"; fat fuck disappears.

This is not much of an event, but could have escalated fast and would have been bad for me in the long run. The lack of disrespect, shame, or civility, dignity, the facelessness in that approach was appalling, and I can guarantee that it is a bad idea for any western man to try this without having his back backed by a band of brothers.

The blondes joking amongst themselves, I had a silent moment, thinking that this kind of hand picked selection of do no gooders, lay abouts, unemployables, and any other similar adjective cannot be explained by any love for western values, western people, western children.

Making life difficult for foreigners with jobs back home to get European tourist visas, but then contemplating the elimination of background checks for vibrants and enrichers... there is no explanation if one restricts himself to the ideal that state exists at least to some extent to benefit its citizens.

Western man, expect more beatings,
Western woman, expect more rapes,

By its actions, the establishment approves.

Shake in the belly shot in the foot.

You.

You overweight man in the gym.

No, not you , you fourpack sporting dude, and not you, you sixpack stud.

You, overweight man.

You, who just so full of effort elliptical trained for an hour.

Or you, who just trained your biceps with 5 kilo dumbbells and not even broke a sweat.

You, who I see everytime I go to the gym, whom I suspect is there more often than me.

You, walking on the treadmill for an hour, or treading on the treadmill for ten minutes.

You, doing pushups on your knees because you are too heavy.

Look, I respect your efforts, and if you ask me what I do, I would gladly sit down and tell you few things.

But man,

You train so you can lose some fat.

How much extra you got?

20 kilos?

30?

Let's say 10.

Your butt is bigger than J.Lopez, your breasts rival Scarlett Johansson, - and unless you are a powerlifter deadlifting 300-400 kgs, in which case I cannot give you any advice you gorilla of a man - put that fucking shake down.

Say you got 10 kgs of fat, you got 90.000 calories available energy in your body. Ok, if you are goring on healthy gatorade, healthy low fat sugar yogurt you will never be able to tap int that energy, but that shake of dextrose, msg, maltodextrose, maltodextrin, sucrose, sweetener and some protein won't help you either.

You don't need that protein, you already eat enough.

You don't need that sugar, your muscles have 90.000 calories of available energy. The 1000 calorie shake goes to your waist, not your biceps.

Stop the sugar, stop the low fat, prepare your own food, and if you did train heavy, go take a shower and eat at home.

The more shakes you take the fatter you get, the more you train, the more shakes you get, the more shakes you get the fatter you get....

Stop.

For fucks sake, STOP!

Give your body a chance to release that fat.

Then you look at me in funny ways because I down a mango and some cheese after my training.

That is what you should do, like after using that 90.000 excess calories.

Like after managing to run for an hour, hundred times, without increasing your food intake.

At this point, seeing you gorge on a 1000 calorie from sugar shake after a medium training, that is the deepest knowledge you can absorb.

Stop the shake.

Allow your body to burn the excess.

Anyway, you did not train that hard.

Breasts are there for feeding, big food is there for profit

Was having my breakfast in the workplace coffee room when a mother came in with a baby that still lies on the floor and barely can crawl. 6 months?

I was eating smashed sweet potatoes with brussels sprouts, with smoked norwegian salmon as the main course. The dessert was cocoa with heavy cream.

She took out a banana for herself, told the baby mommy eats first.

Ah, great, I thought, now I got to witness a mom breastfeeding her baby when I am having breakfast. Should finish fast.

But no,

She takes out two packs of ready made baby food, one was something with pears, another was whatever it was.

Maybe it was some fully organic food that had no msg, no soy, no nothing in it and just crushed pears...

Then why not do it yourself, woman?

Breasts are there for one reason, and that reason is not so they look good in push up bras without the piercings being too visible.

Baby's need breasts, that is food.

You, go do not give the baby human milk, but give stuff like baby food full with preservatives, with sweeteners, with soy.

You do not take birth control because one pill a day disturbs your system,
You give your little baby boy soy based vegan food, for which a single bottle equals twenty birth control pills.

Ok, so your breasts do not produce milk.  Am sorry to hear this.

How difficult is it to go to the market, buy some and boil some organic pears and smash them when the baby is asleep?
How hard is it to cook white rice for two hours, then smash it with some fresh berries; you know, superfood?
How hard is it to put porridge into water overnight, then in the morning cook it for two hours, add some suitable nutrients and give the baby au-natural nutrition bomb?
How hard is it to make an apple, banana, kivi smoothie without ice?
How hard is it to be a "mom"? Ooops... Did I just say that?

No, you have to go and buy some food in 50 ml bottles that have God knows what in it.

Yea the baby likes it. The baby likes anything that is put into his mouth. He is growing and he is hungry. Mom gives wood, he will try to chew wood. Does not make it a good idea.

Give him soy based healthy vegan food, and then wonder why the kid does not become a proper man.
Give her soy based healthy vegan food and then wonder why the girl grows breasts at 6.

Should have done it your grandmother's way, not fed the kid some for profit corporate whore of a food engineering scientist's recipe.

Nature has provided you with breasts, if they don't function, it has provided you with brains so you can provide some proper food...

Apparently that also does not function with the modern mother.

Grrrrrrrrlllll Pwwwwrrrrrr!

Simple Cures: Flush the flu

Some of my friends have ridiculed me for Paleo, and continued ridiculing me when they spent four weeks sick every winter, on all kinds of medicines, while I have spent four days in the last two years.

As you see, I have been hit four times with the flu.

Not as medical advice, but as personal experience, let me tell you how to get rid of the flu once you see the symptoms approaching.

In the morning, take 15.000 IUs of Vitamind D. Take another 15.000 during the day. Eat some fat so that the Vit D will be absorbed by the intestines.

Best way is to have a 12-16 hour sleep. If the flu is moving fast, you will sweat like a pig. Sleep through. As long as you can, but hydrate a lot.

For me this has been the solution, as every single time I ignore the signals of the flu, go to the gym, train, and go out at night. Takes a few days that the symptoms are getting to the point I know that if I do not stop, I will suffer.

Pop the Vit D, rest, sleep, sweat, drink.

Wake up a new man.

No flu, no medicines taken, no antibiotics.

And do not wonder about the 30.000 IUs you ingested, it amounts to an hour under the sun, and the Vit D council states that a dangerous overdosing zone may be  reached by indesting 100.000 IUs everyday over a course of months.

If you are already staying home, then prepare what I call the fire tea.

I got it from a herbalist who said that it is actually given to women who just gave birth, to give them strength and help them recover, but that it is the perfect winter tea.

Anther public service from Finndistan:

The Finndistan Fire Tea, almost revives the dead:

In a pot, boil these ingredients for half hour to one hour:


Allspice
Black Pepper
Cinnamon
Clove
Ginger
Turmeric
Linden

It will be a very spicy, very strong tea of bright red color. It will feel like you are on fire.

If you want, you can add some Sage or Camomile if you will drink it before sleep, as the fire could disturb the sleep, but would advise against these additions if you intend the to drink the tea and stay awake.

You can add honey, to make it more drinkable, and also soothe an irritated throat.

After the first boil, you can boil it few more times, you can stop when either the taste or the color tells you that the herbs have been boiled to the last beneficial drop.

Now, talking about a cough.

If you notice your cough moving down to your chest, like it did with my dust allergy, (first clean the house...), there is this African plant extract, it will move the cough first to your throat, which will actually feel worse for a day, and then out of your body. Works so fast, it is scary.

It is called the miracle plant, and I know mothers of small kids who swear by this stuff, and so do I.

You can find the extract in the pharmacies and it goes by the name of Umcka. 

This knowledge has helped me bypass a number of flu seasons with few days lost. And I lost those days mainly due to my carelessness, had I been careful, I could have saved those days.
 
Yet, like some of my friends say, "Paleo is bulshit cough cough cough cough cough"

Simple Cures: Pissing fire?

You met a cute little thing, you had chemistry. Chemistry led to some petting, petting led to two animals ravaging eachother.

Then you notice the condom slip. Too late. You don't come but have been inside for some time.

Whatever, you think to yourself, I did not come, so no problem.

Or, you simply did not use a condom.

Few days pass, you are texting with this girl some naughty stuff, then when you get up to pee, your eyes almost black out.

Fuck.

Is this what a Dragon feels in his throat?

Damn man. It's like pissing fire.

Immediately you go to a doctor.

My case:

Am pissing fire. Go to a doc. Who knows my family. Totally embarrassed. Does not feel there is a need for test, gives me a injection. The male nurse giving me the shot looks at me smiling, "You ass burns?".. "No fucker. I piss fire", taken aback "Ha, ok man, sorry to hear. Sorry. Sorry.". JAB. The girl I was with accuses me of accusing her for being a whore, throws her test at my face, which shows a sexually totally healthy girl. That was a good fight. Well, different culture. The jab does not work.

Years later

Pissing fire again. Went to the doctor, who told me to get these antibiotics while waiting for the test results ...  Fucking asshole. If I knew what antibiotics do, at that time, I'd have sticked the prescription up the doc's ass who was saying "let's try this until the results come"... This is the lauded "free healthcare"... Anyway, the antibiotics don't work, the tests are clean, the asshole tells me to try different antibiotics... Am I paying tax for this shit? Those do not work either.

But I have a memory of the previous incident, where the doctor told the girl about bacteria imbalance, and that it is not a big thing. So I am calm. Still pissing fire.

So I start my protocol that I had done the previous time upon reading some herbal books.

Immense amounts of tea:

Sage
Nettle

Now, with sage you only want to use it in high amounts in emergencies like this one, as it increases estrogen and is given to women who want to naturally grow their breasts. But is also a good anti-inflammatory, or antibacterial.  Did not check my facts.

So is nettle.

Now you are drinking few cups of sage tea, few cups of nettle tea a day.

One more thing which is advised is cranberry juice, but I never likes it.

So what else can you do to fasten the healing process?

Lemon juice and grapefruit juice. Drink like there is no tomorrow. I think it was that these further acidify your pee.

Few days,

You will faintly remember playing Dragon with your Ding Dong.



Disclaimer: This is a report of personal experience, only in the case of pissing fire while having a clean test result or while waiting for the test result, and is in now way to replace medical advice. Consult your doctor before you decide to do anything other than what the medical personnel advises you on.

Like, "Let's try this..... destroy your inner system... kill billions of useful bacteria... because making tests fast is expensive..."

Before I close: You got a girlfriend whose breasts you want to be bigger, buy some packs of sage tea. Try double bags in a cup, four times a day.

Worst case, you will have a totally mellow girlfriend. 

Another public service from Finndistan,  not for money, for love.

Simple Cures: Ding Dong like King Kong

You had your 30th birthday. Unlike what some of your friends talk about, you have had no problems in the getting it up thing. You are eating healthy, not gorging on pizza and burgers, not eating soy, not boozing yourself silly.

All is good. Meeting girls, having fun, having pleasure, and surely giving pleasure.

On most days your ding dong is hard as wood. Some days it is bamboo.

You are aging, my man.

Remember the times when you were a teenager, and could not sleep on your belly in the mornings?
When you had to pee, but had to run around the house, do some squat, or whatever worked, so you could actually pee down?
When you contemplated of peeing to the ceiling on some mornings, when your school books were full of drawings of conceptions that would catch your pee in the air and guide it to the to the toilet like Roman waterways, or you seriously considered doing handstands...
When you would sit in class and the girl would bend down to pick her pen from the ground, just when the teacher would call your name... and then start shouting at you because you disrespected her by not getting up to answer the question.

Remember those times?

If I tell you that I can take you back...

Disturb your easy mornings where your wood is soft enough to pee by the time you reach toilet? Wake you up because you feel pulse in your morning member?

If I tell you I can take you a place where the girl will open her eyes in astonishment when you enter?

If I tell you it is all natural.

Easy to find from the shelf?

Free to try, NO side effects except hearing your name shouted, or God's in random sexual escapades, or maybe with your girlfriend or wife.

"Oh God"... Sounds good?

Here it is;

Fish oil.
Cocoa.

Taken in the same day, and it takes three days or so to get the effect.

Since I have not had the ease of peeing in the mornings due to eating paleo, for me the effect was so big that I have stopped doing this many times. Only to resume in some weeks' time.

One tablespoon fishoil in the morning (10-20 grams depending on the spoon).
At least three spoons of raw cacao any time during the day, in water, in jogurt, with honey or with whatever thing you want to mix it with.

First day, nothing.
Second day, nothing.
Third day, nothing.
The morning of the fourth day, you will wake up, an unstoppable magma running through your veins, dup dup dup, can hear the pulse in your Ding Dong, you feel like King Kong, you run around the house, to stop yourself from peeing to the ceiling, jump up and down...

For you it may be two days, it may be one week, may need more cocoa, but it will come.

The Ding Dong of King Kong will be back.

And at your age, there will be the "Oh my God" look in the girl's eyes, who is expecting another 30 year old Dingy Dongy...

Now, you want a challenge?

Couple this with not masturbating.

I can not even explain the effect.

There is Dingy Dongy.

Then there is Wood.

Then there is Rock.

Hard as a Rock, horny like a bull in heat.

I dare you. I seriously dare you.

Try this for one week, and survive.


Addendum: Eating fish and chocolate may also have the same effect, but I find it harder to sustain. Since I don't eat much sugar, even dark chocolate gives me the sugar spikes that I can feel. But, feel free to try, as theoretically it should work the same. 

Fuck progressive humanist laws

Just read this news item about two men tying a woman to a chair, demanding her bank codes, threatening her with poking her eyes out, join getting the code and finding an empty account, they brat the woman, throw her against the wall, choking her also.

She gets hold of a kitchen knife, and during get escape, stabs one of the assholes in the chest and punches one in the head.

Prosecutor us asking six months for the guys.

Prosecutor is asking for fourteen months for the woman.

WTF?

Every new day, new proof that the system has decided to become the enemy of the producing, law abiding citizen.

Vigilante justice us more just than what passes as the justice system.

No wonder progressive Europe is experiencing a rape and small crime epidemic.

You are not safe.

Fuck.