Why I refuse a trend diet...

When i hear the word "diet", i think of "the cabbage soup diet" or the "grapefruit diet" or the "coffee and peanut diet" or any other "diet" that gets you to drop some pounds and sets you up for failure. If you go back to eating a "well-balanced" diet you gain it alllllll back. Name one person who can "live" that way?
I think back to when our grandparents and earlier generations had to prepare meals from scratch... They were not afraid of fat in their food. BUT... they used different kinds of fat from the hydrogenated junk we see allot of today.... Chicken fat for instance... high in palmitoleic acid which is an immune booster hence why we eat chicken noodle soup when we are under the weather. No, not the crap out of a can, the real boiled bones and fat kind with home made noodles made with egg (A "super-food" by the way). It also contains oleic acid, which is good for cholesterol. Bird meats are low in polyunsaturated fatty acids, making them very stable fats at high heat, perfect for the naughty... fried chicken! Or Olive oil, or avocados or nuts or any number of "fats" that modern diets say are "bad". I figure if God made it that way. And intended for us to eat the animal or fruit or nut... their is something there that is worth consuming, but in moderation.
And sugar.... my word!... A friend recently posted on her facebook page a picture of a container that had as much sugar as you would find in one can of mountain dew. Insane i tell you! However!, I think i would rather put sugar in my body than the fake aspartame and saccharin and such. Honey or less sugar is always better.
I could go on and on... but i wont, because... Like many other Americans I don't have a problem with lack of information... Its a will power issue...

Gray

   always sad... not true to myself... care too much to make others sad... but, someone has to be... you... or me... at least I'm accustomed to the feeling...blue does not describe it... blue still has color... life left... I'm gray... muddled and dirty... not yet black... not yet dead inside...

Learning to know yourself...

Thinking about people... And life... And what we know.... And what we don't... What we listen to... What we ignore...
It dawns on me that my friends who have questioned... or are questioning... their sexuality seem to know themselves the best and can see others often better... I think this too of those who have been through tragedy... The spiritual journey seems to be like this as well...

The solution for me so far is...
To seek truth...
Not answers...
Answers are not always truths...