Fishhead Hats

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Have you taken a good look at what other people see in you as what they'll become if they waste their time reading your opinion of what dead people might have thought?

I know better than to ask complex questions if I expect to get a insightful response, but sometimes I just do it anyway. I don't really ask other people questions as much as I use other people to ask myself what I may appear to be asking another. I don't think anybody oughta feel flattered I'd use them this way, but I don't intent to add insult to injury by my passive action.

It was below 20° Fahrenheit inside my house when I got up this morning except in my bedroom and kitchen, and it was just above freezing in those two rooms due to the small space heaters I run there. I don't feel any ambition much to change things so that i'll be more comfortable. It's because I'm a miser I suppose, but what it's really about to me is what I'd have to do to get the money I need in order to stay warmer. The days are already getting longer, can it be that long before Spring returns. I'll just cater to the status of my quo up until then.

As its turning out I'm not contributing much to the growing of the wheatgrass. I don't know what my sister-in-law intended when she asked me if I wanted to help her grow it in her greenhouse. What I'm saying is that she's doing all the work and I seem to be reaping the benefits. She doesn't encourage me to contribute much to the planning, and she does all the soaking of the seed and planting them when they've germinated. There's not much more to it than that as far as the work is concerned.

She has taken one of my suggestions about how much wheatgrass we need to have growing at any one time. We both reached a decision on our own that we will need one tray of wheatgrass a day each. I figured that at that rate we'd having to have a bunch of containers going at different stages for that to happen.

She's a bit of a miser too, because when I first started talking about how much we'd need she started talking money. I took that to mean I ought keep my trap shut and accept her generosity. I'd feel better if I helped pay for the wheatberries. I read something about why the people on this diet call the wheat seed "wheatberries". I didn't understand it nor why they used "wheat" and "berry" without a space. Maybe that's what they're called after they have been soaked and germinated. They plump up and look a bit like berries after they've absorbed the water.

I've been trying to remember to stop by the farm supply store between here and town to check and see what sort of wheat seed they sell there. Farmers use wheat and rye as cover crops around here. I'm a little worried about how the seed they sell have been treated with chemicals to keep the bugs outta them,

I remember a news story about some people in Africa who were starving and they were sent some wheat to relieve their suffering. The wheat was treated with chemicals to protect them until they'd been planted, and not supposed to be eaten as food. A lotta people died that were already suffering. That incident really stuck in my mind.

Now that I've thought about it though, I'm not going to eat the seed stock, I'm gonna plant it. I don't think the bug poison gets into the plant the treated wheat seed produce. It's absorbed into the soil it's planted in. Of course, if I can get untreated wheat seed at the feed and seed store I'll do that, but I don't think it'll hurt anything if I use the treated seed.

Rainey stopped by last night for one of his infrequent visits. He's getting more and more involved in what's called Old Time music. This is different from Bluegrass music. He's tried to explain it to me, but I think it's something only the experienced musicians themselves understand and kowtow to. Maybe some dedicated, hard-core fans, and there is plenty of them to hear him tell it.

He reads this blog occasionally and asked me how the diet was going. He was curious to find out if I'd stuck with it and not eaten any meat yet. I haven't, but as I was telling him, I'm not totally committed to the wheatgrass as much as I am to following what's called a "raw food" diet. All I know to follow it is to not eat any meat or cooked foods. Even heating up food kills the enzymes.

He asked me what the wheatgrass juice tastes like, and I hesitated to answer him. I remember telling him previously that it tastes like fresh-mown grass in the summer smells like, and it does, but there's more to it than that. What's more is about what happens after I drink it. It still tastes like fresh-mown grass, but it's kinda acidic and burns in a strange way as it goes down my throat and enters my belly.

The oddness of this taste doesn't just stop when it goes through my stomach either. I can just about feel for it and find out where in my GI tract it's located in the digestion process it goes through. I'm doing it at night before I go to bed in order for it to do what it does uninterrupted by my conscious engagement with the sensory dimension. This may not make any difference at all.

I've stopped reading what other people have to say about being on the diet and what to look out for. That's the way I'm trying to deal with the world as a whole presently. I have to reach for my own resources and trust my inner voice to tell me what to do. Not just about my diet, but over the entire spectrum of my conscious life. That's why I was granted the revelations of my remembering vision, and I have to act like it's real for it to show me what's wot.

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