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I guess I would like to share a story, I will keep it as short as possible
I was born in Manhattan. When I was conceived, my parents were in Barbados. Eating Iguana and flying fish and flying fish roe and coconuts and mangos. I was sort of an accident on purpose. My father was 25 and my mother was 23 when I was born. They had the good sense to move me upstate pretty quick. I lived on a dead end road in the middle of nowhere (literally one of the most depopulated areas on the east coast) at my grandmothers mansion (she wasn't rich, my family just has a tendency to live way beyond their means). The gigantic stream, the Delaware river was just half a mile away on our property, the largest trout river this side of the rockies. Wilderness abounded. I would go about as a small child, finding frogs and snakes and salamanders, picking berries, chewing on grass and clover and dandelions all summer long. My father was a hunter and a fisherman, he fed me plenty of fresh fish and venison.
All that greatness ended when my parents decided to move to Columbus Ohio. I guess there aren't a lot of jobs out in the middle of nowhere. The really sad part of the story is that well... I was practically a genius back then. My father taught me the multiplication tables with I was just 6 years old. I was reading at an almost adult level before I went to 1st grade. I was reading at a 9th grade level in 3rd grade... my development trickled off pretty quick.
My parents got divorced. I became accustomed to a diet of rice and beans and cheese as a staple every day, or rice and milk with cinnamon and brown sugar. The pollution was horrid in Columbus.
I think what fucked me up the most though, was that I had been practically a wild and free creature, able to come and go as I pleased, explore nature every day to my heart's content. Only to be told that "now you have to live a real life and go to school so one day you have to go to work".
Extremely long story short, I got pretty seriously fucked up. Went from being a bright and brilliant and cheery individual, to being downtrodden, pissed off, dunce of a child. I developed a tumor when I was 8 that stayed with me until I was 17. I was sick all the time, vomiting, shits, colds, fevers, sore throats, constant runny nose in winter.
I think it was smoking pot that really brought me back to nature. At one point I got a job at a farm.
Things seemed to be going great after that, I learned about raw milk. I actually moved out into the middle of nowhere in Indiana and bought my own goats and lived about 90% off of them and the wild.
Then I got into this high raw fruit diet, with plenty of raw milk and some cooked food. But my teeth started to hurt really badly.
I didn't know what the fuck to do by then, until a gentlemen on another site turned me onto the book Cure Tooth Decay by Ramiel Nagel. He also turned me onto Aajonus Vanderplanitz.
24 and there's so much more.
Hey, I have my own Jersey cows, I am converting them to a grass fed diet, I am slowly weaning them off of grain!
I also keep dairy goats and ducks for meat and eggs.
I eat all raw now, never felt better that I can remember (didn't mention that I have pretty bad amnesia). Freaking feel fantastic.
What I really want to do now is make a farm where people can come to visit and heal their bodies. And pay me money of course.
I have an encyclopedic knowledge of farming, I have been studying it like nobodies business for the past 5 years.
Ask me anything about it.
My name is Emile, I have my life back again! Nice to grass fed meat you!
