A Marriage of Sickness and Health

March 10, 2016

BeingCharis

Dear future partner,

We haven’t met yet, or maybe we have and time wasn’t ready.
We need to talk. Now. Before I fall in love with you, before you fall in love with me.

Because I don’t want my disease to cause you to leave me.

Too often I see sad posts in online support communities for severe disease groups. Like this one:

“My spouse just asked for a divorce after 25 years of marriage. She said she could no longer handle being married to my condition. I work full time, I do chores, I am a great partner and parent. I just can’t hide when I’m having such bad pain. I feel so alone. Can someone share how they got through this? How can I be in another relationship if I know my disease could cause someone to leave?”

These posts wrench my stomach. I cry, “Another one?” And I have two reactions: hope and fear.  

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Heat Death

January 7, 2016

The universe will end because of heat death.  What are your goals in life? One of mine is to achieve immortality. What do goals accomplish? A lot of people say they want to be happy, I’m not going to give you my definition of happiness because that would be lazy so I’ll give one that most agree on, it is being fulfilled mentally emotionally and spiritually.

What is your ultimate objective in life?  Mine is to stop the heat death of the universe, that is as far as I can see, that is the greatest meaning I find in this life, I would like to talk more about this topic and many more but first what are your thoughts on what I have said?

Heat Death

December 30, 2015

This universe will end because of heat death. Do you trust scientist? All the research I have done ( Light research ) indicates that this is the answer to the question of how the universe and presumably all life will end, energy will stop moving and things will get cold. So, do you trust scientists? I trust observation and deduction like Sherlock Homes, consider this the advances that we humans have made indicate a trajectory of advancing technology and there is strong evidence that humanity will be able to advance itself, imagine  if all diseases where cured and world hunger was at an end ect what would be our next challenge?

Immortality seems to be a foreseeable objective, something that has been sought for much of recorded history and now may be within a century of realization for the masses and much less than that for the rich. Could this be a part of the puzzle? If we had much longer lifetimes then we could work together much more effectively and time would lose much of its scarcity in everyday life. From here this world would become organized and we would be able to accomplish expediently more until we started living out what is now science fiction. My point is that we humans have always surprised ourselves and we should not look to the end of the universe for answers because there is reason for hope right here.

Observation is what we do

December 30, 2015

Observation is what humans do, so why are we so judgementl about it? People need to output their take on the world to see where they fit in or just to add their two cents, why do we spend so much time on criticism ? Is one persons input better than another’s? Sometimes but instead of holding others and ourselves back by telling all about the wrong and wasting lots of time, ask yourself “how is this helping me”? Or if your feeling generous ask how is this helping _______ because when it comes down to the truth we are individuals living in a society not a collective and the individual is selfish, which is a good thing because if we spent half the time on others that is expected then we would be unhappy. Humans have always wanted to be happy and be together so why can’t we seem to find a way to do this?

An open letter to healthy people from a former healthy person

September 3, 2015

BeingCharis


Dear healthy people,

Let me tell you about becoming a “sickbody.” I have Ankylosing Spondylitis. Right, just don’t even try to pronounce that. We’ll stick with calling it A.S., yeah? Really all you need to know about it for this blog post is that it’s a chronic autoimmune disease. I’ll share a link at the end for you to read more about it. (Here’s a distracting picture of me to help you along)

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pacman

August 18, 2015

David was the greatest pacman player that ever lived.  His father brought a consul home one day from work, he was a repairman and had a hobby for classic games. For years David spent a lot of time and money at the local arcade even getting himself multiple part time jobs to sustain his appetite, due to extreme deference to his father also a gaming enthusiast he was careful not to gain a greater score than him, his father never went to the arcade anymore but used to in his teens and had set the arcades high score record that stood unbroken, David knew he could easily beat the impressive score, however even after his fathers death something held him back, too many shared memories in the same place although his father seldom came in when picking him up after school. David started high school still spending lots of time after school at the arcade but as his circle began influencing him he found more common interests and the arcade became, as with his father found memories of early teenage hood. As the years passed the arcade was all but forgotten and he completed high school with honors and many friends, deciding to stay home to help his mother move, one night after reminiscing with his mother about good times with dad he was reminded of the day pacman was brought into his life, so after dinner he went into the cellar and found were it had been stored, his family made considerable money off selling things in yard sales so the cellar was finished and in excellent condition also he realized looking down at it that his mother had taken very good care of pacman as his father had, so he plugged it in and within a few weeks had surpassed his fathers score at the arcade and broke his own record many times, as the sale of the house neared he started pushing himself and his score reached millions, he never checked what the high score was for the world and went off to collage, got married and lived a relatively normal life thereafter. His mother took the consul with her as a reminder of her late husband, eventually remarrying a widower whose children loved packman and lovingly cleaned and maintained it for many years, in time she died and the counsel passed onto others, its original ownership obscured and forgotten, falling into disrepair it was eventually found when a condemned house was being demolished, one of the workmen ventured to a shed and found it. He almost cried for the first time outside a funeral for this was the counsel he had lovingly maintained in his youth, never daring to even power up such a relic, he called the others and they carried it to a power supply. When it was plugged in they checked the high score, upon seeing it the man who had discovered it couldn’t believe his eyes, all his life he had assumed it was an old collectors item from some arcade but now all that came undone, someone had cheated and defiled his machine,  in a fit of anger he unplugged the consul refusing to believe a score so high could be gotten, on his way to the dumpster still conflicted on weather to take it home or destroy it he met his supervisor David.

These carbon-hungry blobs could help fix our oceans

August 5, 2015

Grist

Hey, beachgoers: Have you ever ventured into the ocean on a steaming hot day, eager to splash around in the cold waves, and found yourself entirely surrounded by a bunch of translucent gooey blobs? Have no fear – you’re probably not being swarmed by tiny jellyfish or swimming in the remnants of a sea turtle’s messy meal.

In fact, you most likely found some harmless salps, which are washing up along the coastal United States, National Geographic reports. Salps are barrel-shaped ocean invertebrates that belong to a group called tunicates, and they also feel extremely gross against your legs.

But you’ll just have to deal with that squishy sensation, because salps are also tiny climate-change fighters! National Geographic has the details:

Salps’ cloning tendencies also let them take advantage of algae blooms. The animals gorge themselves on the algae and pump out chains of salp babies. All that eating also produces large fecal pellets that “sink…

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These biodegradable computer chips are made from wood

July 22, 2015

Grist

What if I told you that we could make computer chips out of biodegradable wood, instead of the semiconducting materials like silicon that we currently use and then promptly dump in landfills? Would you call me a dirty hippie and tell me to get real? How about if Zhenqiang (Jack) Ma, a professor of electrical and computer engineering at the University of Wisconsin, told you?

According to MIT Technology Review, Ma and his colleagues have indeed made such a chip:

The inventors argue that the new chips could help address the global problem of rapidly accumulating electronic waste, some of which contains potentially toxic materials. The results also show that a transparent, wood-derived material called nanocellulose paper is an attractive alternative to plastic as a surface for flexible electronics. …

In two recent demonstrations, Ma and his colleagues showed they can use nanocellulose as the support layer for radio frequency circuits that…

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Crossing Over. . . A Cat’s Eye View

July 20, 2015

PURR-LS

Crossing Over. . . a cat’s eye view.

A cat's eye view

Karen Noel:

Before we begin I would like to share something Satchmo reminded both Karen Nowak and I about, do NOT beat yourself up about anything in your past.

Karen Nowak once said to me, “The Past Has An Expiration Date”.  That is now a bumper sticker on my car!

Now that I have shared a bit of Satchmo’s wisdom, on to her dying experience. . .

Crossing Over

rainbow bridge

Death, Crossing the Rainbow Bridge, Crossing Over, etc.
What did you experience as you died and crossed into Spirit?

Satchmo:

I didn’t immediately realize what was happening. I knew, but I didn’t remember, what it was like to return to the world beyond this one.
I hadn’t quite let go of identifying with my physical body as the process took place. It took a bit for that to happen, to completely embrace and…

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School’s Out

June 30, 2015

aplaceforpoetry

If you live in plain sight of the school yard
you will never go further than home
when the bell rings your legs will not dally
but will tread the few meters alone.

Though inclined to the path least resisting
don’t be frightened of stretching your self
take the back gate and go round the houses
for the ultimate good of your health.

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