Today is the fourth day of my juice fast. The last real meal I had was on Shabbes, lunch with the Bialer Rebbe-- a huge salmon and some great chulent (Shabbat stew), among other things. I ate some M&Ms Saturday night, but not a lick of solid food since then. My excellent pal Lazer Zinn has been with me on the fast. He started last week, and is going off of it tomorrow.
As well, I am drinking clay and psyllium husks and lots of tea, and sneaking occasional swigs of natural maple syrup (a gift from Dr. Tucker) for my mo.
If any of you saw the movie Crumb, you remember the brother who swallowed the 50-foot ribbon in order to cleanse his intestines. I am doing that, but my ribbon is a long piece of parchment with the name of God written on it. Not really. Not at all. Actually, I am engaged in other cleansing activities as well, but i won't detail them here, for the sake of the public.
I am spending Shabbat in Bat Ayin, preceded (please God) by a nice Friday morning massage. On Shabbat I will eat a little bread (a bissele brot), make some nice hearty Shabbes veggie broth, and lay around a lot under warm blankets, enjoying my Holy Solitude.
I am not sure when I will come off the fast. I guess when it feels right. So far, so good.
You know, I did a week-long juice fast by myself years ago in Florida. On the last day of the fast, a few of the gang (i believe Nic and Mike Walsh) were in town, and it was a special occasion, so a bunch of us went out to the Solid Gold Club on Federal Highway. That night, after a week of nothing but pure fruit and veggie juice, I drank several gin and cranberries, smoked a bunch of cigarettes and then, around 1am at Denny's, had a grilled cheese with bacon and tomato, fries and ketchup and an Oreo milkshake.
God-willing, I shall be easing off of this fast in a more contained manner.
Today's lunch juice was cucumber-beet-tomato-orange-lettuce-cayenne pepper. Sounds freakish, but was actually quite bold and refreshing. Breakfast was apple-pear-kiwi-ginger.
As well, I am drinking clay and psyllium husks and lots of tea, and sneaking occasional swigs of natural maple syrup (a gift from Dr. Tucker) for my mo.
If any of you saw the movie Crumb, you remember the brother who swallowed the 50-foot ribbon in order to cleanse his intestines. I am doing that, but my ribbon is a long piece of parchment with the name of God written on it. Not really. Not at all. Actually, I am engaged in other cleansing activities as well, but i won't detail them here, for the sake of the public.
I am spending Shabbat in Bat Ayin, preceded (please God) by a nice Friday morning massage. On Shabbat I will eat a little bread (a bissele brot), make some nice hearty Shabbes veggie broth, and lay around a lot under warm blankets, enjoying my Holy Solitude.
I am not sure when I will come off the fast. I guess when it feels right. So far, so good.
You know, I did a week-long juice fast by myself years ago in Florida. On the last day of the fast, a few of the gang (i believe Nic and Mike Walsh) were in town, and it was a special occasion, so a bunch of us went out to the Solid Gold Club on Federal Highway. That night, after a week of nothing but pure fruit and veggie juice, I drank several gin and cranberries, smoked a bunch of cigarettes and then, around 1am at Denny's, had a grilled cheese with bacon and tomato, fries and ketchup and an Oreo milkshake.
God-willing, I shall be easing off of this fast in a more contained manner.
1 comment:
yeah you forgot to mention all the reaaly good stuff that happened that night like how i found a c note on the floor and bought everyone lap dances. high fives all around and ohhhhhhh that gin makes me crazy.
i crashed my new truck into a pole recently after the presets concert and to many gin and cranberries. needless to say i havent had gin since then. itll make a man mean.
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