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The Argentine Peso is where I come from. Football player and piano tuner. And Bitcoin lover resonant

I did told you I was very fond of Amanita Muscaria, specially for this tough winter.

I micrososed it last year and it was the best thing it could happen to me in the winter.

It is not growing near me. The closest I can find it is 400km away in the mountains. Last year was by chance that I could get some. People don't even harvest it really.

So this winter I was praying to get some. I asked the Lord in the name of Jesus, I felt how it was to be allied with such fungi and I remembered how it felt.

My brain was focused on it coming from the west, since mountains are west heading from my town. I thought on the people who could be hunting those mushrooms and having them...

A couple of days ago a guy in a group of Huachumeros from my valley wrote asking if someone had organic tobacco.

I replied I grew my own and I could gift him some.

He told me he wanted to be reciprocal and offered me:

Psylocibes

Weed

Or Amanita Muscaria!

I told him the Amanita would be a complete blessing for me. I told him about my experience last year

We chatted a bit and he asked me how much tobacco I had.

I took photos of my little bag.

50 grams of dried tobacco.

I asked him how much Amanita

He took photos of his bag of dried amanitas:

Exactly 50 grams !

The odds are pure magic.

So the logistics and transport of the medicines are taking place today.

I cannot wait to start a new bond with my beloved favourite Christmas tree ornament.

It is also a crude winter here.

It gives me usually a lot of trouble.

Firewood gathering, limited resources, short days, a lot of cold. I myself am more sleepy and lazy.

But days are going longer now and some good things are happening.

Mornings everywhere.

Feeling like posting.

I miss fake internet interactions as If they were real. So I will be giving love around.

I've been offered to join a football club. This would mean a return to semi-professional football. I know the club, they know me, they like me and I like them. It's good news. I will be joining them next week for pre season.

This would mean a jump in intensity and performance.

The schedule will be training 4 times a week, with matches on sundays in the regional league. It can count as a 4th tier football division in my country.

Will I be paid? only some expenses for transportation. It is as much as clubs are willing to pay here, more or less...

Anyway, bittersweet feelings.

On one side I am excited for the new challenge. I will have to hone myself a lot to improve. On the other side I will miss my former team, my friends and the lightness of the amateur league.

Still have one match in this league, a final match for a cup, this wednesday. We could end this season with a trophy.

it was today that day.

this happened last monday the 30th of june.

it was a bit exceptional. now it is a bit warmer. But still... cold and dry as a hug from your mother in law

So, to update.

I injured my knee.

I think it turned out well. I had to slow down everything. I was in so much pain. Nothing completely broken, I think.

Though I am making dog's medicine journey, unorthodox.

I'm not going to the doctor. I will figure out myself. That's dog's medicine journey.

I prayed a lot. I don't take painkillers. I haven't in more than 14 years now. I just take vitamins and herbs.

So my approach was from day one of the injury:

+Fast

+Consume no flour. (Lot of gliphosate here)

(I've been on an ovo-vegan(?) diet for 10 years (no dairy, no meat, no fish)

+Move.

+Use cold plunge.

I'm only a week into this. Besides the benefits of the protocol itself I must say my knee is really good. I cannot return to competition level yet, but I can jog again and walk normally. I wake up everyday with less and less pain and discomfort. Fasting is the most powerful tool I think for such case.

I do one meal a day and no snacking. That leaves the 24hr fasting window.

I tried always to not limp around although it was difficult since my neural pathways for movement were all blocked and awkward. The trauma left a mark in my fascia (I think).

So the work was to think every movement and feel the capability of the knee. Not block, not fear pain, accept, feel, become sensitive to it.

Pain brings information, so I invite it in. Painkillers I think make things more difficult. They leave you without sensitivity and crucial information.

Also pain is energy. And flow of attention which is more energy.

So pain must be attended with your inner gaze and you should move around it as you can. Dance around it as you are able to.

Approach to painful areas in softness and tender movement, get close to where it aches more. See if you can stretch that limit. See if you can get to your own personal threshold. That way you get energy, attention, blood flow, neural connection to your injury. So you inform of it, I mean, you know what's going on and also you inform the injury by telling it you want to heal.

It is spiritual, alchemical and physiological. Invite pain. Don't hide from it.

Imagine numbing down this magical and beautiful interaction between damage and reparations.

Not aiding it but blurring it and throwing symptom killers, signal blinding medication.

I think dog's path to medicine (I just created that school, yes) is against delivering your sacred interaction and exploration of your own body to "doctos" (paper diploma title hanging in a decorated frame in the wall of a fancy office, educated, parroted and tamed by the big pharma industry). (I know doctors do good aswell, shut up)

It's just becoming responsible for your actions and inactions in your own care. Whatever the price you must pay it is.

My knee is going to be well...

I will adapt.

I'm inspired by a dog I had, he broke his leg in pieces and repaired it in record time, I am a witness (I will tell the story someday)

If I cannot play football again, then I shouldn't, I am willing to pay the price because I neglected it the first time.

Call me crazy.

(I will always play though)

That's my rant of the day.

Don't be a stupid martian zombi. Crack that egg of fear and live fully

Update on the knee.

Pain almost gone. Some litlle ache at some movements. I could play a bit of football, really lightly. It has been a month now.

Apparently the dog medicine is working well.

Pay attention to pain, don't numb it.

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Auschwitz was much more a gated community than Gaza.

Look what I got for father's day...

Can't be happier than this.

(Yes, ice on the knee)

So, to update.

I injured my knee.

I think it turned out well. I had to slow down everything. I was in so much pain. Nothing completely broken, I think.

Though I am making dog's medicine journey, unorthodox.

I'm not going to the doctor. I will figure out myself. That's dog's medicine journey.

I prayed a lot. I don't take painkillers. I haven't in more than 14 years now. I just take vitamins and herbs.

So my approach was from day one of the injury:

+Fast

+Consume no flour. (Lot of gliphosate here)

(I've been on an ovo-vegan(?) diet for 10 years (no dairy, no meat, no fish)

+Move.

+Use cold plunge.

I'm only a week into this. Besides the benefits of the protocol itself I must say my knee is really good. I cannot return to competition level yet, but I can jog again and walk normally. I wake up everyday with less and less pain and discomfort. Fasting is the most powerful tool I think for such case.

I do one meal a day and no snacking. That leaves the 24hr fasting window.

I tried always to not limp around although it was difficult since my neural pathways for movement were all blocked and awkward. The trauma left a mark in my fascia (I think).

So the work was to think every movement and feel the capability of the knee. Not block, not fear pain, accept, feel, become sensitive to it.

Pain brings information, so I invite it in. Painkillers I think make things more difficult. They leave you without sensitivity and crucial information.

Also pain is energy. And flow of attention which is more energy.

So pain must be attended with your inner gaze and you should move around it as you can. Dance around it as you are able to.

Approach to painful areas in softness and tender movement, get close to where it aches more. See if you can stretch that limit. See if you can get to your own personal threshold. That way you get energy, attention, blood flow, neural connection to your injury. So you inform of it, I mean, you know what's going on and also you inform the injury by telling it you want to heal.

It is spiritual, alchemical and physiological. Invite pain. Don't hide from it.

Imagine numbing down this magical and beautiful interaction between damage and reparations.

Not aiding it but blurring it and throwing symptom killers, signal blinding medication.

I think dog's path to medicine (I just created that school, yes) is against delivering your sacred interaction and exploration of your own body to "doctos" (paper diploma title hanging in a decorated frame in the wall of a fancy office, educated, parroted and tamed by the big pharma industry). (I know doctors do good aswell, shut up)

It's just becoming responsible for your actions and inactions in your own care. Whatever the price you must pay it is.

My knee is going to be well...

I will adapt.

I'm inspired by a dog I had, he broke his leg in pieces and repaired it in record time, I am a witness (I will tell the story someday)

If I cannot play football again, then I shouldn't, I am willing to pay the price because I neglected it the first time.

Call me crazy.

(I will always play though)

That's my rant of the day.

Don't be a stupid martian zombi. Crack that egg of fear and live fully

Those fucking accounts that follow you over and over. Stop it you wretched cunts

So.. What does it have to do with Christ and Santa Claus and Mario Bros.?

You should fucking experience it to know.

Do you want everything digested in words?

Go dry some like your ancestors did. Those who turned themselves into winter dwellers from the safe warm climates. Those who trascended the cold and darkness.

What does it tells you that you celebrate a mushroom and the Christ in the shortest, darkest, probably coldest day of the entire year?

Amanita Muscaria is a gift to all of us. And we should start to recover the truth in it.

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Are you drying amanita yet?

Hey! Northerners.

Some thing I discovered this past year is the power of Amanita Muscaria microdosing.

Did you know that most of the Christmass tradition is based on the use of Amanita Muscaria? The Tree, the flying reindeer, the old bearded guy in red and white, the gift producing gnomes, so on and so forth...

You should experience it. (In microdoses)