Not Excessive Chewing

Not sure if I ever read his results.

Logicaly you expell less than you eat and drink because of our breathe. Naturaly allot of the waste are exhaled or exspired. Some of the best studied Breathairians had no anus! Their waste were exhaled. The minerals enter the blood, the body uses these minerals to obtain the reactions it needs to do for cell replacement and the wasted cells are dissolved and exhaled or secreted through the stomach wall and enter the digestive track where bile breaks it on down and then is reasborbed back through the blood and exhaled, eventually through the lymph system the waste is broken down and travels around the elimination system until fine enough to be exhaled.

This all sounds crazy today, but the human body is compressed radiation, NOT COMPRESSED HAMBURGERS AND PIZZA AND OUR FLUIDS ARE NOT MOUNTAIN DEW!

Radiation comes from where? The SUN, our skin can make all the body needs from good old fashion sunshine!

AND NO, we just can't become a Breathairian at will, our glands have degenerated and our bodies are full of puss. Puss being undigested foods that demands allot of organic minerals to process and we acquire these minerals in our foods, which demands more and more minerals and this is how 1 food, demands another food and we live in an endless battle until our tired bodies succomb.

Based on this I have tried formula, after formula to break the roller coaster. These formulas have been given many names, anything from bottom of the barrel, Lazarous Solution and the newer name I kind of like " NO CRASH". This formula may need tweeked over the years, but I think I have the basic principles down, just making it easy and not taste too bad is the biggest job. When I get time I will make a larger batch for others to experiment with before I come up with any conclusions. It only makes sense that it will work for all, the PROOF is in everyone's toilet! 99.99999% of what we spend money on as food, all ends up down the "dumper" as trent would say!

How Trent came to use the word Dumper. When his Granpa Died, it seemed so natural that non of the boys even stopped playing, just as like animals in the wild, they accepted Grampa dieing. Now if the BIG BAD GUYS came in and stole Grampa, the boys would be first to grab the guns and head out in pursuit and war would begin!

So after the funeral Trent was being Trent (full of energy) and acting up on the way home, we were being tuff on him and him being in the back seat allowed him to be braver and push his luck. We have a dumpster by the barn in the driveway and as we approached this dumpster, Brave back seat Trent stated that "IF" you don't like me, take me back to the grave yard and bury me with Grampa and then he got the bright idea and said, "Just throw me in the Dumper" (seeing the dumpster) I naturally took him up on this fun offer and stopped the van by the dumpster and told him to make sure he fed the coon that lives in the dumpster and that put the fear in him and he set back and didn't say another word! The way he spoke "Dumper" was so funny it has stood in my mind. Being 3 his speach is far from perfect and has not learned all those civilized words yet.

Blessings,
MH