Join Date: Jun 2017
Posts: 7
Inspiration comes in unthinkable ways.
He came about to this reality at 5:30 am. Wow, what a sunrise. From behind. The house, he meant.
Today is going to be a mix of optimal and not-so moves, thats how it feels.
He doesnt want to go back to every moment and make adjustments.
What a ****ing life, in a good way, in the most interesting way when youre ready to really ride the waves.
He chuckles at yesterdays, doesnt know even what to call, damn the influence of bacteria, in the gut or brain.
He is very sensitive, he knows.
He was on a life-high just a week ago, followed by a proper dip into the abyss.
But its cool, its truly deeply enjoyable at this point in life, because he knows, its all a game, and you can enjoy everything, every ****ing thing called life.
He is still under influence, not of what are called drugs, but still not penetrating the connection between our biochemical bacteria, thought patters and actions.
Today is an experiment, just like every other and at the same time completely new. You cant have exactly the same experience anyways.
Awareness is the key. He makes it todays mantra.
Oh wait, he already gulped down a big bottle of water and destroyed two ripe mangoes in a minute. What a nice hit of fructose that was, is kicking in already. He looks at the coffee, its ready. What a smile on that face. He really enjoys coffee, on and off. Some C8 oil inside to mix it all up.
Fructose and ketones, what a magnificient combo.
Plans were already made when he woke up, he just knew.
Bankwire to Skrill, should take anywhere between 5-9 h.
Enough time to go on a really long walk the furthest he can , in the meantime sipping a litre of goats milk.
Then he will do it. 3.33x is the plan.
And then he will sweat and celebrate at the same time, enjoying every ****ing bit of this ****ing amazing experience.
The theme.
