Reading Cosmicomics is one of the most rewarding reading experiences I’ve ever had. It’s a beautiful book that offers you a perfect balance between science and creativity. In most of the stories, the narrator is Qfwfq who travels through time and the universe. He climbs ladders to the moon, thinks about the first spiral shell it grows like a mushroom from the core of the Earth.
“It was a rich and free and contented condition, my condition at that time, quite the contrary of what you might think. I was a bachelor (our system of reproduction in those days didn't require even temporary couplings), healthy, without too many ambitions. When you're young, all evolution lies before you, every road is open to you, and at the same time you can enjoy the fact of being there on the rock, flat mollusk-pulp, damp and happy. If you compare yourself with the limitations that came afterwards, if you think of how having one form excludes other forms, of the monotonous routine where you finally feel trapped, well, I don't mind saying life was beautiful in those days.”
I read most of the stories way too many times, especially when I’m feeling sad or stressed. It helps me disconnect and transfer myself to another beautiful reality.
Raw food lifestyle- Have you “raw” today?
What is “raw”?
Eat and digest uncooked food such as fresh vegetables and fruits.
It’s good to detoxify our body and give the sufficient nutritions and vitamens. Our current food no longer provides the nutritions we needed and yet we rely on supplements.
By blending it, our body easy to digest and absorb in a direct way.
How to start?
Blend fruits with vegetable as your breakfast.
Take your lunch as normal after 11am and dinner.
Try to keep your lunch and dinner as simple as possible. Keep it going on for a week.
When your body adapts to it, make it for breakfast and lunch.
What will happen?
You can observe your body became lights and your skin condition improved. Internally and externally, you will transform.
He came from Hyberborea, without a name. In his way, it's said, with long steps he stumbled on a star.
He took and take care of it: every day, he washed and rubbed it, until it's shell started to crack slowly and, while breaking, thunder and lighting flowed off it. Full of wonder and fear, the man ghater to pray and cried all night long.
In the next few days, the man praised blessings upon his house and his good fortune, silently praying every hour in the morning. Every day was a patient wait for the night, for him, as the star came back to life and it's light was heavenly.
As the time passed by, the man learned to sleep during the morning to stay awake at night: since then, he passed his evenings wandering through villages, strolling in countrysides and all of those dark, scary places for whom doesn't have a star in the pocket.
People heard him approaching, because of a certain tinkle the star did when he took it out, like and eastern bell; seeing the light flooating here and there, all of the children calmed and everyone found peace in sleep, in which they dreamed dreams beyond their imagination.
Generations passed away, centuries spent: everybody knew there was a man with a star, who brought wonder into the night. But no one knew who he was anymore.