I haven't blogged about this fast because I never really knew if I was going to continue it one day to the next. Now, since I'm beginning day 6, I guess it is enough of an entity for me to blog about. Plus, doing this actually gives me a couple of extra molecules of stability in being able to continue it.
I can say that I don't like my physical existence as much when I am not fasting regularly. My fasts center me and give me a truer perspective of how much undeserved importance we fasten to food. For me to go six days, and longer, with no real discernable effects is proof, to me, that eating was one of the most overrated activities in my life.
Once I begin to eat again, I will follow an organic path that's full of fiber and nutritious content but unfortunately, if the past is any sort of dependable predictor at all, my relationship with my oral consumptive activities will deteriorate. It has happened, without fail, every time. My brain and my tongue stage a coup d'etat over my heart and my body. They being plotting by implusing odd urges and it grows until I try one. It begins with a bag of chips and escalates over time to anything with a candy wrapper around it.
We'll see. This time I intend to develop a new relationship with food. Maybe God will help me if I ask Him.
