Today I only ate some Trader Joe’s, “Joe’s O’s” brand cereal at around 11AM. Then I didn’t eat or drink anything for hours. By the time 5PM rolled around I was irritable and tired. But then after I ate a few pieces of cantaloupe I felt better. I had energy and I wasn’t in as much of a bad mood. So what was really going on here? My Dad says that I was feeling the effects of having low blood sugar. But I don’t believe that for a second. I think I was having, “Communion with Parasites via Cantaloupe.” Did you know that if you eat sushi you probably have parasites? And if you have pets you more than likely have parasites. Some of them are big and wormy, others are smaller. Some do beneficial things for your body. And others eat you from the inside out. I’ve found out that some parasites interact with my emotions by excreting chemicals into my bloodstream. So what I think is going on is that there are parasites that genuinely want me to be healthy and have a good life. Why? Because if I’m healthy and happy they get to eat more and prolong their lifespan.
So should I embrace my inner parasite? The more I think about it, the more I come to the conclusion that I need to trust them. If little worms and creatures give me suggestions and emotional input, then maybe I should learn how to take advantage of their intellect and wisdom.
I ate a huge dinner. And now I feel really good. I ate scallops with ham and onion sauce. I also ate a salad with fresh buffalo mozzarella. I also ate red snapper that was baked in olive oil and spices. My body and mind feels great now. It is almost like I am rewarding my parasites for my state of mind. Who cares if my parasites are going to eat more of that dinner than I am? Lately I’ve lost more weight and stayed healthier by actually eating MORE than eating less.
Communication with my cells has something I’ve believed in for a long time. Since my body is made up of billions of individual cells there has got to be some way to tell them what I want. But that’s just the thing. I spend so much time telling my cells and body what I want FROM it, that I forget to tell my cells and body what I want FOR it. Maybe my parasites can be the intermediary life forms that can send my message to the rest of my body. I want to tell them that I love them. That I appreciate every little cell and all the hard work that they do. I want to tell them that together we can experience wonders and pleasures that go beyond simple things like food and sensory stimulation. We can experience the emotions and the chemical responses that coincide with feeling like we have a true and good purpose. We are going somewhere with our lives and that we don’t need to regret or look back.
As I write this I feel more connected to myself than I have in years. Too often I go through life like a mind loosely connected to a disoriented body. I am taking my gloves off. I’m breathing through my nose. Pleasure should not be the point of all this. It should be a byproduct of entering and staying within a nexus point. I am alive, yet I am not alone.
-Tyler