I am not a victim. I was victimized by big pharma. By the establishment. By ignorance. I was a victim. When it first happened, I was a victim. When I lay in bed all day, cursing big pharma, I was a victim. When I shuffled myself from "health practitioner" to "health practitioner" looking to others for answers, I was a victim. I was victimized by my trust in the establishment. It's true, I took those pills with my own hand. But at the time, I thought I was doing the best thing for myself. I thought I was doing right by myself. And I was victimized.

But when I got out of bed, and decided to right the wrongs perpetrated on my body, I ceased to be a victim. Now I am a soldier, a warrior. Now I am fighting back against the damage they've wielded on my body. I am who I was before this happened, awakening again. My man, Bob Marley said, "Rise O fallen fighter, Rise and take your stance again, 'Cause he who fight and run away, Live to fight another day." Yes, rise!! I am not a victim. Not anymore.

I have no more time to give to fluoroquinolones. I have no more time to give to big pharma. I cannot sit back passively and wish this hadn't happened to me. I've already lost 6 years of my precious time. I have no more time to give. But I have a vision. I see someone, that I will become in the future, who is healed. Who has moved on and resumed his proper life. And it is to him that I, right now, the weakened one, give all my time. I give him every waking minute of my day, because I am the only one who can give him time. My efforts and my efforts alone will bring him into existence. If I give my time to anyone or anything else, I will remain in the state I am in, or just get worse. I have no more time for fluoroquinolones, parasites, digestive trouble, or liver trouble. I have plans. I have things I am going to do before I die. I have things I should have been able to do over these last 6 years. And I have no more time to give to this illness.

"My cup is full and running over
and I just cant take anymore
Get your guns and get your ammunition 
A revolution now for sure  
I'm like a wounded lion in the jungle
Inna jungle, innna jungle, inna jungle yeah"

                                                     -Bob Marley