An Actual Nightmare

I've written before about my nightmares. And before that as well. AND I've written about bullshit Monsanto before and all the hell they're causing.

So, after another night-thrashing a week or so ago, in the morning when I awoke I said to Will, "I had another nightmare, didn't I?"

And he looked at me wearily (because I'm sure it's never fun to be woken up in the middle of the night by someone who's moaning and sweating and screaming when it has NOTHING to do with sex or food) and replied, "Yes... What was this one about?"

I think he fully expected me to say that something "evil" was in the room, or that

Sarah Palin and

Michele Bachmann were scissoring at the foot of the bed. Well, same thing as "evil", I guess. (Although... Now that I think of it, there is something a little sick in me that would like to see those two scissor. Maybe while I throw hot coals at them.)

But no... I was a little embarrassed at what the nightmare was REALLY about and sheepishly said, "It was about 'Monsanto' and genetically modified food."

He crinkled his brow and looked at me like I was retarded and then we both started laughing over how silly that seemed. And then, the sad irony set in that it was actually something fairly logical to have a nightmare about, for once.

I think when we hear stock-phrases, "sayings" in our society long enough, we don't really give them any real thought. We say them off-the-cuff (Origins of the word - 1940-45. Speakers sometimes noted down some of the last minute points/ideas, which they wished to include in their speech, on the cuffs of their shirts. While they were speaking they would quickly look at the cuff and carry on.) and move on. I think that even in our language, familiarity breeds contempt. A disregard for the origins and meanings of these phrases.

Because the stock-phrase: You ARE what you eat.? Couldn't be truer.

But, how many of us literally stop and think that what we eat and drink, what we CONSUME becomes us? We think of food as "fuel". Gasoline doesn't become the car. Oil doesn't seep into the doors and the hood and the tires of the truck. Oh sure, it keeps the engine greased and without it, the vehicle wouldn't run. And yes, food is a source of energy as well and without it, we wouldn't run. But to us it's also something different. It's a basic element of our being. And truly, how many of us stop and think about how what we ingest, actually becomes our cells, our skin, our brain... It doesn't just go in our pie-hole and come out our corn-hole.

It's actually something sacred to our very lives.

Just some food for thought. (This metaphoric phrase, transferring the idea of digestion from the stomach to mulling something over in the mind, dates from the late 1800s, although the idea was also expressed somewhat differently at least three centuries earlier. - source)

Please sign the petition asking the FDA to require clear labels on GMO salmon, or better yet, ban GMO fish altogether. We need to let the FDA know that this bites. Appropriately...

Enough of tainting our natural world and wreaking havoc literally on our being.

***Another (GMO) Fish Tale From Aqua Bounty at Corporate Crime Daily

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