ys
Rising Star
So a fair while back I hit the pipe square in the mouthpiece and ended up feeling a feeling that can only be described right Now as 'more profound than temporary earthly/human pleasures' and it has left me trying to integrate with a healthier lifestyle. I've been vegetarian-ing for a little while, no problem. Attempting to cut down on sweets, slightly harder than the meats, but manageable to a degree. Then last night after eating a bunch of sweets and petes-uh...what am I doing, time to become vegan on the natch and appease the elf troupe and my self by success, not these, 'temporary human pleasures' like pizza and cookies...woke up today and saw some bagels that had appeared 'pon me kitchen counter, and I remembered that vegan = no cheese. Caved and succumbed to the temporary human pleasures. But at least I'm aware of it...
Anybody have advice on how to stop being a pussy and appease these health-nut elves?
Food is my number one vice, even moreso than pot. Feel somewhat obligated to fulfill this prophecy, at least for a little while to experience what its like to not eat like a trash bin. I feel it burning uncleanly in my engine.
It may not even be entirely necessary to do this, but I'm told that there is great spiritual benefit to be reaped by adhering to a stricter, more wholesome food regimen. My mind knows this, but my heart and body are like MORE DELICIOUS FOOD
I've begun learning to cook Indian as well as it is typically forgivingly delicious in the realm of vegetarian and veganism.
There seems to be a clear psychological hurdle between the consumption of food and morale, with me. It's not like I'm overweight or sluggish by any means, I'm rather thin and my metabolism is fast enough to eat anything and maintain a relatively high-operational immune system et cetera.
Anybody have a take on this?
Anybody have advice on how to stop being a pussy and appease these health-nut elves?
Food is my number one vice, even moreso than pot. Feel somewhat obligated to fulfill this prophecy, at least for a little while to experience what its like to not eat like a trash bin. I feel it burning uncleanly in my engine.
It may not even be entirely necessary to do this, but I'm told that there is great spiritual benefit to be reaped by adhering to a stricter, more wholesome food regimen. My mind knows this, but my heart and body are like MORE DELICIOUS FOOD
I've begun learning to cook Indian as well as it is typically forgivingly delicious in the realm of vegetarian and veganism.
There seems to be a clear psychological hurdle between the consumption of food and morale, with me. It's not like I'm overweight or sluggish by any means, I'm rather thin and my metabolism is fast enough to eat anything and maintain a relatively high-operational immune system et cetera.
Anybody have a take on this?