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I do not know if there are really snakes and the snakes are worms or it is just a delusional manifestation of the kundalini, or what.

Please do not take my advice too seriously. The only thing I know for sure is that I don't know anything for sure. And I cannot imagine what it must be like as an over weight young man. Right now I weigh about 110 pounds. I feel better when I weigh 100 pounds. The entire ten pounds goes straight to my belly and I look like I am pregnant. My belly feels like a ballon that wants to pop. I am addicted to milk and raw honey. I cannot imagine how horrible I would feel at 150 pounds. I doubt I could survive it. My heart aches and there is pain radiating down my right arm. But it will pass in a few hours and I will think I am super woman for a few hours. The dying/superwoman vacillation has been going on since the mid 70's. It's always something. I don't know if this is happening because I had to take two hits of purple microdot before I could feel it, or if it is because they are harping us. Ozone and chelation are probably what I need. Chelation would get rid of the plaque in my arteries and Ozone would get rid of the viruses in my blood stream. But they are expensive and I would have to pay for them myself because they are not covered by insurance as far as I can tell. I can imagine how terrible you must feel if you are prone to being over weight. Marijuana probably wouldn't help. It makes me hungry. But I have a friend who uses it to fast. It enables me to feel sensations in my body that I cannot feel without it. It helps to drink a whole lot of water and massage yourself and dance and do yoga if you are going to use it to eliminate depression. You will have epiphanies if you are willing to ride out the fear and you can manage the panic.

Your story raises so many questions for me that I keep wondering how much of it is fiction. Are you a for real person who is going through this, or are you making things up to engage with me for some strange and lonely reason? That kind of thing seems to happen a lot around here, I suspect. Ask somebody how many times I have been deliberately excluded from the gatherings. They will tell you. I don't know. Maybe none. Maybe it was just an accident. Maybe there was nobody who nominated me to come. Probably just paranoia. Do you think about things like this too? Will getting rid of plaque in the brain cure the meanness I have been accused of? I must remind myself that the world does not revolve around me. Delusions of grandeur are not becoming. Heeding words of Wisdom~ Tweet