Da li bi voleli da mozete da jedete sta god pozelite i koliko god pozelite, a da ne strepite da cete se zbog toga ugojiti ili da cete narusiti svoje zdravlje ?
Ovo nije prica samo o uzivanju u hrani, ovo je prica i o zdravlju, zabludama u vezi hrane, a malo i o hrani kao sredstvu za manipulaciju.
Ulazim u pekaru i uzimam burek sa mesom. Uz slano pod obavezno uzmem i nesto slatko. Vidim burek sa visnjama, a odavno ga nisam jeo (teeth)
Malo kasnije jedem moj burek sa mesom, a kolega pored mene dok gricka neke svoje travke mi kaze da se ne seca kada je poslednji put u zivotu jeo burek ili bilo sta drugo iz pekare (covek inace ima velikih problema sa viskom kilograma).
Trebali ste samo da vidite zaprepašcenje na njegovom licu u trenutku kada sam, zavrsivsi sa mesom iz kese izvadio i poceo da jedem i burek sa visnjama. Samo je zinuo, razrogacio oci i zanemeo - ziva istina (smiley)
Hrana nam sa jedne strane predstavlja uzitak, a sa druge moru, i to cini mi se najvise zenama. Sa jedne strane tu je zelja, a sa druge kocnica. Postoji li mozda neko resenje za to?
Nasa osnovna greska je u tome sto se hrani u nekim stvarima neopravdano daje isuvise veliki znacaj. Dve stvari na koje se odmah pomisli su telesna tezina i zdravlje. Svakako da je hrana dosta vazna u vezi jednoga i drugoga, ali ima stvari koje su daleko vaznije i uticajnije i za tezinu i za zdravlje.
Dakle, ne na prvom i drugom, nego na prvih 10 mesta bi trebale da stoje sledece dve stvari, a onda od jedanaestog pa na dalje stavite hranu i sta god.
Te dve stvari su - fizicka aktivnost i seks. Dakle obe - samo jedna nije dovoljna! Postoji i treca stvar, koja je u direktnijoj vezi sa hranom, ali o tome malo kasnije.
Vec vam je jasno da se ja (celog svog zivota !) hranim potpuno nezdravo, sto se tice i kolicine i sastava onoga sto unosim u sebe. Svakako da sa time ne zelim da dam nikakav pozitivan primer, nego samo hocu malo da skrenem paznju na zabludu o hrani koju sam spomenuo.
Dakle, evo kako kod mene stoje stvari u vezi hrane, telesne tezine i zdravstvenog stanja:
Od slanog jedem bas sve i svasta, a beli secer unosim u enormnim kolicinama (sto je dobro poznato svim mojim poznanicima). Hvala Bogu, do sada nisam imao bas nikakvih zdravstvenih problema. U sezdesetdrugoj godini telesna tezina mi je 78kg, a toliko sam imao i sa 22g. Za tih 40 godina mislim da ni jednom nisam prebacio 80kg. Kazaljka na vagi mi je decenijama zakucana na isto mesto.
Danas sam dao krv na analizu i svi rezultati su dobri - krvna slika, secer, masnoce,.. Sa nivoom testosterona (20,06) bi i svaki dvadesetogodisnjak mogao da bude izuzetno zadovoljan. Krvni pritisak mi je uglavnom skolski (ponekad nizi). Ja ne znam ni sta je to prostata, tu rec cujem samo u reklamama za neke preparate :) .
Sto se fizicke aktivnosti tice, samo da kazem da mi je celog zivota na prvom mestu kardio trening (trcanje i bicikl 12 meseci godisnje), ali da obavezno nakon toga odradim i vezbe snage (zgibovi i sl). O samim benefitima od trcanja sam vec vise puta pisao - ovde , pa nema potrebe da to ponavljam.
Najveci benefit od druge stvari koju sam spomenuo je proizvodnja hormona. Testosteron ima daleeeko veci uticaj i na vasu telesnu tezinu i na vase zdravlje od toga sta i koliko jedete. Svi znate za bezbroj primera (mozda i u vasoj porodici) decaka koji su bili pregojazni, da bi im se sa ulaskom u pubertet masno tkivo istopilo takoreci preko noci.
Pored regulacije telesne mase - " testosteron utječe i na kosti, mišićnu masu te je zadužen za proizvodnju crvenih krvnih stanica. Smanjuje ukupan holesterol i veoma je bitan u prevenciji osteoporoze"
"Nizak nivo testosterona kod muškaraca je udružen sa značajno povećanim sadržajem masti u telu, abdominalnom gojaznošću, visokim krvnim pritiskom i predstavlja nezavisni prediktor budućeg razvoja insulinske rezistencije, metaboličkog sindroma, šećerne bolesti (diabetes mellitus) i kardiovaskularnih bolesti"
Veoma vazna stvar je to da se testoeron moze podici samo prirodnim putem. Uzimanjem recimo tableta, ne da necete imati ama bas nikakve koristi, nego cete ozbiljno narusiti svoje zdravlje !
Sve ovo sto pisem ne vazi samo za muskarce, nego i za zene. Samo, zene bi ipak trebale malo da povedu racuna da ne zastrane. Moja poznanica koja drzi skolu aerobika, a prilicno je aktivna i na drugom polju, skoro mi je rekla da ima bas visok nivo testosterona. Ona nema takoreci ni jedan jedini gram sala. Mozda je to nekom lepo, ali iz muske perspektive je to jedan veliki minus (bolje da ljulja,... (smiley) )
Znaci drage dame ne obazirite se na predstavu o lepoti koju vam serviraju gay modnih kreatori, mi volimo vase obline. Sto se toga tice, ja bi moju zenu kljukao baklavama, tulumbama i urmasicama, kao sto to rade Turci, al se ona ne da :) .
DNEVNI POST
Spomenuh na pocetku i trecu stvar na koju bi trebalo obratiti paznju, a to je dnevni post. Ja vec duze vreme (decenijama unazad) imam dva obroka dnevno, dorucak (posle 10) i rucak/vecera (popodne, predvece). Na taj nacin sam, iako nista ne znajuci o tome, primenjivao principe autofagije.
O autofagiji ste sigurno vec nesto naculi, a da li znate da je jedan naucnik 2016te dobio Nobelovu nagradu za svoj rad o autofagiji?
"Japanski molekularni biolog Jošinori Ohsumi je dobitnik Nobelove nagradu za medicinu, za istraživanja autofagije, ključnog mehanizma za obnovu ćelija, starenje i reakciju organizma na glad i infekcije.
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Genetske mutacije mogu izazvati oboljenja, a proces autofagije sadržan je u mnogim bolestima, poput raka i neuroloških stanja, navodi se u obrazloženju žirija"
"Osumi kaže da narušavanje procesa autofagije može da dovede do Parkinsonove bolesti, dijabetesa, pa čak i raka"
MANIPULACIJA
Jošinori Ohsumi je svojim radom dokazao da svakodnevni post blagotvorno deluje na nase zdravlje i organizam generalno i za to je dobio Nobelovu nagradu za medicinu !!!
Sa druge strane, celoga zivota nam serviraju pricu da je veoma vazno da unosimo vise obroka tokom celog dana - tri glavna jela i dve uzine izmedju.
Potpuno je ocigledno da su ta dva pristupa dijametralno suprotna i da nam se prica o vise obroka namece, ne zbog naseg zdravlja, nego radi necije koristi.
Da li ste culi za sun gazing i bretherianizam, tvrdnje da covek moze da zivi potpuno bez hrane samo upijajuci energiju od sunca i od prane. Ako vas zanima nesto vise o tome, mozete potraziti iskustva Hira Ratan Manek-a i Ray Maor-a, ali hajde sada, samo hipoteticki da zamislimo sledecu situaciju: Na nekom univerzitetu u svetu sprovede se istrazivanje koje bez ikakve sumnje potvrdi da covek moze da zivi potpuno bez hrane. Sta bi se onda desilo? I da li bi se ista desilo? Da li bi se uopste i culo za to? Zamislite se malo nad tim.
Hrana nije samo sredstvo za ostvarivanje profita, hranom se manipulise na vise polja. Culi ste mozda da je u Americi drzava letos placala poljoprivrednicima da spale svoje useve, dok nam sada uz nestasicu energenata prete i da ce ceo svet gladovati.
Dakle o hrani bi trebali da razmislite malo i iz neke druge perspektive, a ako se posvetite aktivnostima koje sam spomenuo i dnevnom postu, moci cete da uzivate u njoj bez ikakvog opterecenja i grize savesti
Na kraju ja se samo pitam sledece - ako vec postoje neke stvari koje su 10 puta vaznije od hrane (za zdravlje i telesnu masu), zbog cega onda ljude toliko zatrpavaju informacijama o hrani, a ne o onome sto za njih moze da bude daleko vaznije ???
A vi iz celog ovog pisanja mozete da obratite paznju samo na neke cinjenice i sami onda izvlacite zakljucke. Cinjenice su sledece:
Imam takoreci 62 godine,... ...celoga svog zivota jedem sta god mi padne na pamet (secer u ogromnim kolicinama),... ... ne dobijam na kilazi... ...i nemam nikakvih zdravstvenih problema !
Pri tom, potpuno sam ubedjen da kada ne bi radio ono sto radim, da bi slika, sto se tice i tezine i zdravlja, bila potpuno drugacija.
Ispod su moji danasnji laboratorijski nalazi, pa ako nekoga zanima moze da pogleda.
Rekoh u tekstu da su mi bas svi rezultati dobri, ali izgleda kao da sam sam sebe urekao - prvi put u zivotu mi je holesterol malo povisen
You have probably heard that anthropologists have noticed that members of some tribes in some
completely isolated communities did not suffer from depression at all. There was no word in their
language to describe such a condition. However, if they became part of this modern society, their
members would quickly succumb to alcohol and become depressed. The examples of North American
Indians and Aborigines best demonstrate this. So much for the "advanced" civilization.
So, some people there, let's say, Bushmen, have no idea what it is, and despite all these benefits and
advanced medicine we have, we do not know how to deal with depression! And it's not only that we can't
overcome it, but it has gained such momentum in modern society that it is already threatening to take on a
global pandemic scale ...
It all started as a coincidence, and in fact, it is evident that coincidence does not exist. First, Zorica posted
an interesting story about the train and life path in the Viber group. I immediately thought of Bill Hicks'
outstanding performance - It's Just A Ride, and I pasted it below. Then I went to the TV. I rarely watch it,
but when I do, I mostly turn on the BBC World as I can find some topics there that catch my attention. So
I had a look and saw the show going on at that moment: Depression and Me.
- WOW, man, this is really interesting!
Let me start with the fact that I haven't had any severe problems with depression. Still, if we talk about
depression, we actually talk about the mind, which is exactly what attracts my attention - particularly
thinking about the human mind. The mentioned video (It's Just A Ride) is a story about understanding
reality, and that is directly associated with the feeling of depression.
Let's stay on the show for now. If you have the option of watching the older program, you can watch it
until March 28/29, and it will certainly be aired in some future period.
I won't talk much about the show itself, but at the beginning, I would like to mention something that most
viewers probably ignored - who talks about their problem with depression?
In this case, it's Alastair Campbell. I could write a lot here about his life, and if you are more interested, it
is best to go to the Wiki. I will just say that he was a successful journalist and later an adviser to many
famous politicians, including Tony Blair. According to him, he did not have any traumas in his youth; he
has a great family and has achieved great success in everything he did.
Blair himself described Campbell as a genius. In any case, Campbell is an above-average intelligent
person, and yet he suffers from depression, even severe depression. He has been on antidepressants for
more than 30 years - every single day! But despite taking these so-called drugs, he has regular bouts of
depression!
How come an intelligent man, who has achieved everything that can be achieved in life, without a rational
basis for depression, has been treating depression for 30 years and has not found a solution to his problem
yet? Does that mean that there is no solution at all?
DEPRESSION AND PSYCHEDELICS
Somewhere in the second part of the show, Campbell touched on something called deep therapy, which
consists of a single very intense session. Again, that therapy includes something he has a great aversion to
- psychedelics. More specifically psilocybin, the essential ingredient of magic mushrooms.
We heard from Campbell that a study was carried out at the University of London in which twenty
patients suffering from chronic depression were given a single dose of psilocybin. The results were
fascinating.
The session itself is not pleasant. One of the participants in that study said he met his demons during the
session, but he realized that those things were not as scary as he thought. After the session, he was
completely free from depression and did not take antidepressants for three months. The results were
similar for the other participants.
Campbell hasn't tried that method yet, but who knows, maybe one day he will ...
Johns Hopkins is the oldest research university in the United States, and they have gone the furthest in
this field. They first did a study in which they gave people with cancer a single dose of psilocybin. The
results were fantastic. It was clear already in this research that patients' anxiety and depression were
almost completely gone. You can read more about the study here
The title reads as follows: - original - this is something we should not ignore! The active ingredient in
magic mushrooms was given to people with cancer: 80% felt an immediate reduction in anxiety and
depression, and it lasted for six months and longer (and now pay special attention to the following!) "
original".. (remember that sentence)
Following a study on people with cancer, J. Hopkins University has recently carried out another study
with people suffering from severe depression. Psilocybin also showed immediate and long-term effects.
Most of these people felt the positive effect lasting up to a year. You can read about it here
WHAT'S THE CATCH, THEN?
We now have the following situation: People who have severe problems with depression are prescribed
antidepressants. They take them daily, day after day, many of them for the rest of their lives. On the other
hand, we already have scientific evidence that just a single treatment (possibly two) with psilocybin can
make a person get rid of depression and anxiety (in the case of cancer patients - fear of death) for up to a
year.
Shamans have been using psychedelics worldwide to help people solve their problems for hundreds of
years. In Russia, these are magic mushrooms, in Africa, it is Iboga, in Mexico Peyote, in South America
Ayahuasca and mushrooms, ...
And then there is a logical question: why are antidepressants forced upon and psychedelics are banned (in
the treatment!)? It seems someone benefits from not curing people of depression and strives to prolong
their symptoms ...
In response, it's best to quote Terence McKenna - Psychedelics are illegal not because a loving
government is concerned that you may jump out of a third-story window. Psychedelics are illegal because
they dissolve opinion structures and culturally laid down models of behavior and information processing.
THEY OPEN YOU UP TO THE POSSIBILITY THAT EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG.
Terence McKenna said that 50 or more years ago, and remember the conclusions of the latest study:
"original"
By all accounts, McKenna was absolutely right
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Have you ever thought about programs deeply installed in your mind - religion, nation, patriotism, ...?
No, I can't talk about it now, we wouldn't understand each other at all, but we can talk about Mowgli.
Do you remember the Jungle Book - the story of a boy raised by orangutans who entered this civilization
as a mature person? There was no idea in his mind about religion, belonging to a nation, etc. Yet, he
viewed all the people around him exactly the same way.
If only one such Mowgli appeared here among us now, that would not be a problem at all. But just try to
imagine what would happen if thousands and thousands of Mowglis appeared among us, what would
happen then?
How would all those who are currently shaping our destinies react? They would be in a complete state of
shock. In the beginning, they probably wouldn't know what to do, and then I guess they would do the
following - they wouldn't have time for some instant forcing of a national feeling. I guess they would try
to convince those with brown eyes that blue-eyed people pose a serious threat to them and that they
urgently need to take some measures to protect themselves. Normally, they would offer weapons
immediately.
They would not have to persuade much the blue-eyed to take similar measures - they would
see for themselves the brown-eyed arming. The weapon is there, the fear is there, and now they only need
one more spark for the brown-eyed and blue-eyed to start beating each other.
Does this ring a bell?
So, if psychedelics were legalized, there is a great possibility that they would have a large number of
Mowglis, and the authorities would not like that at all. The government already has great means of
manipulation in its hands - deeply embedded programs of religious and national affiliation. If individuals
without these programs installed in their heads suddenly appeared now, it would be a very, very big
problem for them.
MY EXPERIENCE WITH PSYCHEDELICS
After everything you've read, I probably look like Mowgli to you, like someone who just came from the
jungle. You also assume that I had some experience with psychedelics. You are right.
In 2015, after reading about a study done at J. H. University (with people with cancer), I decided to try
magic mushrooms at the age of fifty-five. You can guess why I decided to do that
Nine and a half months later, I took the mushrooms again exactly as in this study. Seven months after
that, I was also at the Ayahuasca ceremony (September 2016), and these are all my experiences with
psychedelics. I got all the information I needed about the mushrooms and Ayahuasca, and I hung up. I am
not saying that I will never reach for such an experience again, but only if I have some great doubts or
need some information.
If you are interested, you can read about my experiences and all the messages I got from Ayahuasca and
mushrooms: magic mushrooms; Ayahuasca
Bill Hicks
JUST A RIDE - when I first heard this, I was utterly dumbfounded. And the first thing I thought was -
well, how is it possible that you can hear so much wisdom from an ordinary comedian in just a few
sentences. Later, when I found out that Hicks himself had experience with psychedelics, I immediately
understood where he got all this wisdom from.
But the main thing and the point is that you don't need psychedelics at all ... ... if you can see reality from
a slightly broader perspective. Meditation is a great thing - try to perceive all the programs this
civilization has carved deep into your mind. Realize that all these programs are a perfect tool for
manipulation. Don't let anyone instill hatred and fear in your heart through these programs, because, as
Bill Hicks says - it all comes down to choosing between love and fear.
"The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one"
""
He said a lot in just a few minutes:
"Hey, don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride"
You should be aware that behind all this that we see around us and value as "good" and "bad" there is
some intelligent mind that directs it all just like that. For some reason, we need everything "good" and
everything "bad" in this school we are going through, and that is why in some finale, everything is
actually good. This is very important for you to understand, and that's why I have spread the Rumi's
thought all over my FB wall.
original post is from october 2016
About 4 months ago, I learned that an Ayahuasca ceremony would be held in Belgrade in September. I
heard about it happening in Novi Sad before, but this was the first time I heard that something like this
was about to be held in Belgrade. The time interval between my last experience with mushrooms and this
one would be only 7 months, but this sounded like an opportunity not to be missed, and I also had a
question about Ayahuasca.
That previous experience with mushrooms gave me the necessary self-confidence and I waited for the
ceremony relaxed and mentally completely ready. There was only, so to say, a fuss about one thing -
would I get enough of the drink?
There were some things on my mind - three failed attempts at hypnotic regression (3 different hypnotists
10 years apart), a youthful memory of an event when I smoked hashish with friends (which had absolutely
no effect on my consciousness) and last experience with mushrooms when it was not until I took 6 g
(triple dose) that I had a mystical experience.
Aware that my rational analytical mind could block me, I was afraid that they would give me, a first-time
participant, an insufficient amount of drink.
Reading about the ceremonies taking place in South America, I saw that there some time after taking the
drink, the shaman offers an extra amount to those who feel the need for it. I wasn't sure it would be the
same here.
After 7 days of preparation, fasting and abstinence, the September day arrived.
We gathered around 6pm in the yard of the big house where the ceremony was supposed to start around
8:30 pm
The ceremony was led by a woman from Slovenia (with assistants), whom I will call Shaman because of
her experience in South America and her abilities.
At 20:30 we were all sitting in a circle in a room of some 80 square meters. So somehow, it turned out
that I was first on the left to the Shaman and her assistant.
First, there was a brief introduction and presentation of expectations - what information and change in life
we expect from Ayahuasca. The ceremony was attended by people who seek only some answers on the
spiritual path, as well as those who want to treat their blockages, get rid of addictions or cure diseases.
The answer you will get may not be the one you expected - you will get the answer Ayahuasca thinks you
need.
After that, the drinking started from right to left, so I was the last. Of the thirteen participants, four of us
were attending a ceremony like this for the first time. I followed what was happening and saw that the
Shaman asked everyone who already had an experience if they wanted a stronger or weaker dose, while
for those who were new, she determined the amount herself.
Regardless, when it was my turn I asked her to give me a stronger dose.
She gave me a little smile and said - "No need to hurry".
As I was taking my dose, I was thinking about the question I wanted to be answered. The question was
related to something that had been bothering me for a long time, and regarding the relationship between
my two sons, specifically the intolerance that the older towards the younger. I wondered what that was
about and if I could do something about it.
I went to my place and lied on the rug and bag.
The light went out and it was completely dark, since the windows were also covered with canvas.
Time passed and I already heard the initial reactions from some participants. The taste of Ayahuasca was,
according to many, the worst thing they had ever tasted in their lives, and vomiting was a common
reaction.
The Shaman was signing Icaros songs. Her voice was divine. After more than an hour, the dim light was
on and several participants came for the second dose. That was what I'd been waiting for. I approached
and said - give me a strong dose. Without a word, she topped my glass and gave me the drink. I went and
sat in my place (I didn't want to lie down for fear of falling asleep).
Time passed, nothing happened in my mind. After about half an hour, one girl approached for probably
another dose. I took the opportunity, approached and said - absolutely nothing is happening to me - and
asked for a third dose. The Shaman poured and told me that my mind was blocking and that I couls drink
a liter of it, but to no avail. I would have to try to meditate and let go of my mind.
I nodded, but I still took the third glass :)
I sat in my seat and listened to Ayahuasca "working" for the other participants. There were cries, sobs,
muffled laughter. I, on the other hand, was 100% sober.
Shortly after, I felt the urge to vomit, but the mind reacted at full tilt - vomiting was out of the question
!!! You came here for information and you will use the last molecule of DMT, you can't vomit !! The
urge was gone without a trace.
At one point I noticed a very dim red light approaching me. The first thought was that it was part of the
ceremony and that it had to be one of the assistants. However, the light was standing right in front of me
for a long time. I was thinking - if it was part of the ceremony, the assistant would certainly not have
stayed that long, but would have moved around the circle.
So that was it, I had been waiting for you. I stared at the light, waiting for it to turn into an eye, and spoke
to myself - I came for you, I don't care if you're a good or evil spirit, let me hear what you have to say to
me?
However, the light moved on. Bummer :). It was the assistant after all.
After a while, it started working for me too. I could lie down, but I was certainly not going to sleep.
It started with some colorful plastic shapes, characters. Then beautiful fractals. I watched in amazement at
first, but then the mind jumped in again with its story - You didn't come here to take drugs and enjoy
the beauty !! You came for information. Fuck those fractals!
And it was like that a couple of times. And then at one point there was a voice, like an observer above my
mind, saying - Shut that mind up, what you see, those fractals, that's the secret of the universe. Just watch,
and you will get the information.
Then thoughts about God started. Observing beauty, I thought about how all that exists was God playing
with himself. And this consciousness was the consciousness of God.
Thoughts moved in different directions. I remember one thought that came to my mind that morning.
In the morning, I went for a run. Namely, I wanted to see if I could run 6 km after seven days of a vegan
diet. Somewhere in the middle of running, I suddenly realized that I was mostly looking at the ground
while running. Probably because I once sprained my leg in a hole and fell there. However, at that
moment, I wondered - Why are you looking down in front of you at the dark earth (running on an earthen
road)? Raise your head, look into the distance and width, absorb energy from nature and it will give you
the strength to run.
So I remembered that thought, and something told me - What you thought about running this morning, it
applies to your life. Don't look down into all that dark information - crises, wars, chemtrails, ... Move
your attention and focus, look into the distance and width and it will give you the energy to go through
life. And if you expand your focus and learn to recognize and interpret signs like this one this morning,
you won't even need Ayahuasca.
Thoughts moved further in various directions. I thought of a distant cousin, whom I saw for the first and
only time two years ago when she was already 18 years old. A few days ago I had heard she was sick.
Suddenly I had a vision of a branching family tree, which I saw as a fractal, and it would be clear to me
that young cousin and me, no matter how far from each other we were on that tree, were part of the same
fractal. I needed to visit her in the coming days.
Several times as I watched the fractals I wondered where the answer to my specific question was and
would I get it? Then, at one point came the moment of truth. Like a shot.
When I asked that question at the beginning of the ceremony, I asked it from the perspective of an
observer, someone who talked about a problem with which he had nothing to do.
Naturally, I have asked myself the question 1000 times - am I perhaps somehow responsible? I was
thinking, but I couldn't see any mistake in what I was doing. I have given love and a role model to my
children and that's it, ....I couldn't do more.
My son told me a couple of times when he was 25 that he felt old and sometimes depressed. Now he is
26, he has no job, or even a profession that he would pursue, with a dream of moving to the United States,
which somehow looks farther and farther, and who knows what else.
And what was I doing? Talking that age was just a number and that a person could live life to the fullest
in the sixth, seventh, eighth decade and wanted to show him on my example. Photo albums and stories
show an easy-going and relaxed life full of enjoyment from an early age and throughout life. The ideal
life of an "ideal" dad.
And then, it all suddenly flashed to me. The child does not need an ideal, but an honest parent with an
open heart. And I have never talked to my child about the crises I was going through myself and that I
went to group therapies at the age of twenty.
And that for a young person who is at that age of some, that is, many crossroads, such a picture can be a
burden rather than a drive. And that, perhaps a subconscious burden, can produce a negative emotion it
can direct to the other side without a rational basis to direct towards the one who caused it.
Oh God, how sorry I am, oh how sorry I am !! For my blindness and for the suffering I caused to my
family. Tears and sobs.
At that moment, a word came to my mind - Ho'oponopono, something I read about ten years ago.
Ho'oponopono is a Hawaiian technique that implies two things:
1. accepting responsibility for everything that happens around us
2. cleansing with the help of four statements: I'm sorry; Thank you; I love you; Forgive me please.
Powerful words that should be repeated constantly as a prayer, a mantra. How it suddenly made sense to
me.
They said Ayahuasca would provide the information you need at that moment and they were right.
I have been a parent for almost 27 years and all the time I have lived with a picture (pink) about what kind
of parent I am, convinced that that picture is objective. What a mistake! Only children can give an
evaluation of a parent and that right must be given to them clearly, unambiguously and unconditionally.
Regardless of the mindset and the reasons, their evaluation is the only valid. God knows that the children
of "ideal" parents (whom the whole world sees as ideal except them) carry the greatest burden and that
their suffering is greater than the suffering of children of, so to say, bad parents.
Children should be encouraged to make that judgment. In order to do it, they have to open their hearts,
and in order to do that, we have to open our own first.
The day had already begun to dawn when I fell asleep for a while.
At about 9, there was a sharing of personal experiences and then a farewell word from the Shaman - a
message that we now have to see and integrate the insights we have gained into everyday life, which is
the third and most important part of the whole process.
DMT
DMT molecules are found in nature and, among other things, in our body - in the pituitary gland. It is
excreted from there only in extremely rare situations, such as a close encounter with death, and then in a
split second, the consciousness expands, your whole life flashes before your eyes, and everything is clear
as in the palm of the hand. A good example of the DMT effect is this quote circulating on the web:
"I instantly realized that everything in my life that I'd thought was unfixable was totally fixable—except
for having just jumped." Ken Baldwin (a survivor of a suicide attempt from the Golden Gate Bridge).
So don't jump off the bridge, there are safer methods to reach cognition :)
And now the logical question arises - if it is something that is already in our body and if one session can
replace 10 years of psychoanalysis, why is it banned and why is it not used for the common good?
We know the answer to that question, but we are doing little to change anything. Among other things, that
is why I am writing publicly about this topic.
Ayahuasca/mushrooms, or DMT/psilocybin
Somehow I have to compare my second experience with mushrooms (6g dose) and this one with
Ayahuasca (3+ doses, since the second glass was filled right up to the brim)
What was exactly the same were the visions of the fractals. The experience with mushrooms was much
deeper. I have the impression that I have reached the core Nikola Tesla was talking about, but it is
impossible to take that all-knowing cognition back with you. The only thing I kept completely clear was
the mystical experience of separation from the ego and merging with the divine. It seems to me that those
thoughts about God under the influence of Ayahuasca were just that, thoughts at the level of the mind.
Again, on the other hand, under the influence of Ayahuasca, the experience is, to say the least, more
conscious. You are able to perform tasks consciously and save what you discover and transfer it to this
level of consciousness. That is why they say that Ayahuasca and Iboga can replace ten years of
psychoanalysis with a single session.
CEREMONIES
There is already a lot of information about Ayahuasca on the Internet, so I would like to say just one more thing about the ceremonies. They can be
quite versatile.
I heard from people that in the ceremonies they attended, in addition to the light, the participants were
allowed to walk and that some even danced to the music.
As I have already said, the ceremony I participated in was in the complete pitch dark. Participants got up
just to go to the toilet and then they could ask for help from an assistant if they could not find their way
around the room.
The Shaman sang Icaros songs, used various gongs and played music through speakers. These were all
gentle sounds. There were no drums or invasive tones.
Participants were told to do their best not to interfere with the processes of other participants in the room.
At one point, the Shaman warned a gentleman who had been giggling for an extremely long time - we
normally only found out about this in the morning at the sharing.
Everything is perfectly organized for traveling inside and doing the process. Rating for setting - 10+
In any case, whoever opts for it should do their research in advance and choose a shaman/ceremony
according to their own sensibility.
Here are my two posts on the Themajka forum. Below is an appendix - about entheogens in general.
It's been nine and a half months since my first experience with mushrooms. The second one happened last
week, and now I will try to share my experiences from both trips.
A brief introduction first - I am 55 years old, and if I do not count a couple of puffs somewhere between
the age of 16 – 17, I did not have any experience with opioids. On the other hand, I have had a
pronounced interest in spirituality my whole life. That's how I came across an article about the ayahuasca-
DMT molecule about 5-6 years ago, and then I was struck by psychedelics.
Again, despite this new knowledge, I would most likely never have taken up direct experience if my son
had not got cancer at the beginning of last year (I touched on this story in another topic on the forum).
Namely, among the many pieces of information I have gathered in recent years was the research at Johns
Hopkins University on the use of psilocybin in cancer patients' treatment. To make a long story short, I
got 3 X 3g - for V (son), Z (wife) and me. I wanted to be me who would take the first, then Z, and to share
our experiences with V and prepare him in some way and be his support during the session.
Preparations - first I had to decide where? Inside, in the room, or outside in nature? If outside, again -
where? Košutnjak, where there may be a lot of people at the end of May, or go to Avala and go deep into
the forest. I was also thinking about setting sail and anchoring a sailboat on the Danube somewhere next
to the forest.
And then, those days, I looked from the balcony at the yard and thought - Wait, why not here in the yard?
It was May, all blooming in flowers and greenery, and Z had just bought a comfortable garden deck chair
a few days before. Just to see where to put it so that it would be in the shade by 10 o'clock.
I paid attention the following day and saw that the deck chair was already in the ideal place. So, everything was
ready for the trip.
D-Day had come, a sunny Sunday. I got up a little before 5 to prepare everything by 5 and 30 when I
wanted to drink mushroom tea (a little over 3 g). And it was like that. The effect should start around 6,
and I should come down by 10.
I wandered around the house a bit more, and a little before 6, I went down to the garden and lay on the
deck chair.
Questions and anticipation overwhelmed me - Will it be just hallucinations, or will there be an expansion
of consciousness and deep insights? Can a person function normally and think rationally under the
influence of psilocybin?
And then it started working :)
I saw energy, an aura around everything alive, around every leaf. I can't remember exactly now, but I
think I heard leaves flickering like some music.
Wow! I was lying and staring in amazement at the surrounding tree branches. It lasted for a few minutes,
and then a completely black, lifeless branch caught my eye at one point. Shaped like deer antlers but
somehow upside down. The lack of life energy around that branch was simply striking.
- Oh, I seem to be hallucinating. It is impossible that there is such a branch in my yard, and I haven't
noticed it so far. Is this perhaps the beginning of a bad trip?
I waved my hand dismissively and just thought - I will have to remember this to check back later when I
come down. (yes, it was just like that – of an interesting shape, completely black, without leaves, only I
had never noticed it before)
I continued to enjoy the view of that energy, and a tide of emotion set in. I looked at the balcony, and I
knew that at some point, Z would appear there when she woke up, and I started thinking about how to
convey to her all that I saw and felt. What should I tell her, what should I tell her?
And then a clear answer emerged - you just have to tell her you love her, nothing more. Tears.
I got up and went into the house, among other things to get a notebook and a pen, but I deliberately went
to the basement towards the garage to, if I may say so, throw down the gauntlet to low emotions, to face
the fear. Outside, the sun was still quite low (around 6:30), so it was pretty dark in the basement.
I didn't turn the light on and turned into the total darkness of the toilet... ... Nothing.
I entered the garage and ran into a children's bicycle that had had a flat tire since a week ago, but they still
hadn't changed it. Aha, an idea was born - This was an opportunity to see if a person can think and
function rationally. I decided to change the tire on the bike. I started looking for tools, spare tire, I did
everything right according to the protocol, just in slow motion.
In the end, I just needed to inflate it. The pump was at the bottom of the trunk, and the trunk was full to
the brim (since we got some things yesterday), so I gave up and left the wheel leaning against the car.
I went up to the apartment and entered the room. Z woke up. I looked around the room, looked down at
the rug, and saw a leaf. I was thinking - where did the leaf come from, I must be dreaming. So I bent
down and picked it up, and Z asked - why are you staring at that bill?
Fuck, I thought it was a leaf.
Z approached - wait, it's a leaf.
Ha, ha, no hallucinations after all :).
We talked for a while and went down to the garden. We sat at the garden table. Again I was overwhelmed
with energy, beauty, associations - God's garden, paradise, I even had Eva next to me.
Everything was full of symbols, man, this was amazing.
One branch of our neighbor's walnut tree was hanging over our yard and descended to just above the
table. On the branch, the fruit was at my fingertips (if only it was an apple :))
And then BOOM - I kept turning things around in my mind at lightning speed - I remember I had a bee in
my bonnet about where to go, and in fact, I didn't need to go anywhere - right where you are, there is
paradise! Everything was ideal, and the deck chair was in the ideal place, I didn't have to move it at all.
I was talking about it with Z. God had given us just about everything we needed. Look - I just needed to
reach out and pick the fruit.
Damn, everything was so, so deep and ambiguous! Something kept telling me - everything is just as it
should be, no need to worry.
We went to the deck chair together. Talking about our sons. Emotions were flooding, and the message got
stuck in my head - everything is exactly as it should be ...
We talked a little more and then the effect seemed to peak.
I lay down, looking at the sky and everything, everything was clear to me. Insights, insights, insights...
I looked up and kept saying - yes, .. ..yes, .. ..yes, .. ..yes, ...
I was overwhelmed with insights.
Z entered the house as the neighbor was about to come, and I stayed there until I came down.
When I almost came down, sometime after 10, I got up and entered the house. I sent B a message that I
just got back from a psilocybin trip (the man was probably in awe :))
I went to the garage. There was a mess, chaos.
I thought - Look, this is your life, not paradise as you thought in the garden two hours ago. It was as if
someone had slapped me.
And then I said to myself - wait, you can acknowledge the situation, and then don't whine, but get
yourself together and do something. Go tidy up. You have to start somewhere and finish this trip with
what you started with - assemble that bike.
BOOM !!! – Fuck, I can't believe it, I really can't believe it !!! The one from above knows exactly when to
show up and what message to send (bicycle trip, Albert Hofmann).
I grinned from ear to ear :D and started to assemble the bike and tidy up the garage.
I have been preparing for the second trip for a little more than nine months. V is completely recovered,
and that part of our lives is already in the past.
That segment from the garden when I had insights (which I couldn't remember later) kept bothering me.
So I decided on another trip, but in the way it was done in the Johns Hopkins University study - a mask
over the eyes, classical music in headphones, and a stronger dose of psilocybin - 6g of mushrooms. This
should be the journey to the inside without any external interference.
Sunday morning, I woke up around 3. V hadn't fallen asleep yet. As if he had stayed to wish me a nice
trip :). I made tea and squeezed oranges like last time.
On the phone was a playlist of classical and meditation music I had prepared. There was also a tablet, as I
intended to turn on recording and place it next to the bed so that I could say something that could later
help me remember important things (it turned out there was no need for that).
I went to the bed, put on my headphones and mask even though it was night.
I listened to music and waited. I was not at all interested in the kaleidoscope that was about to come. This
was important to me only as an indicator that the mushrooms have started to have an effect.
I repeated non-stop - I want insight, I'm only interested in insight.
And then, before I started to sink, I thought of an SF movie I watched as a kid, 40-something years ago.
By the way, SF movies and movies like The Lord of the Rings have never attracted me. I am entirely
rational, I stand firm on the ground and I am only interested in concrete earthly things. But that movie
impressed me back then. In it, the heroes walk around an island and what they think starts to happen. A
man mentions WW2 and suddenly the planes from the war are flying over them. He remembers his wife
and she appears in front of him ...
My thoughts moved in that direction, that this world is created by our minds only on a much deeper level
and not so obviously. And that is my last memory from that level of consciousness.
And then the insights started. Consciousness was expanding, I would say fractally. I couldn't even
theoretically remember so many pieces of information. But one moment (the most important) remains in
the living memory - separation from the ego. Realizing who I am, the real me ..... Consciousness .... And
in the next moment, the insight that this consciousness is also the consciousness of God !!! (I am aware
that these few sentences above are just an attempt to describe in words something that cannot be
described and I feel sorry about that)
The Vedic sages said - Aham Brahmasmi, which can be translated as "I am the universe" or "I am
everything". When you understand that, it is clear that if you hate or attack someone, it comes down to
hating or attacking yourself.
It later occurred to me that these two seemingly different things - such an expansion of consciousness and
the merging of consciousness with cosmic intelligence/god were, in fact, something quite natural and
connected
After I came down, at one point, I looked at the tablet, and I remembered last night's scene when I peeked
under the mask and saw it glowing in the dark with minimal lighting. The timer counted down the
recording time on the screen. I vaguely remember that at that moment, I understood technology and its
role and the nature of time, I would say in a few seconds.
I almost came down completely. Z was awake. We chatted for a while, and she got up and went to the
window.
- Come on, get up; the sun is already up.
I said - Impossible; they said overcast for today. And then I remembered the idea about that movie, and I
said to myself - don't let anything outside impose an idea of what awaits you.
I got up and actually saw the sun in the east :)
We started talking about anything and everything. Z asked the right questions, and I talked like crazy
(those who know me know I'm saying little).
I was talking about one topic, and my thoughts were spreading fractally, and I would like to talk about
five other topics at the same time.
I thought - man, you're almost completely down, what was your mind
like 2-3 hours ago ??? I understand why those Silicon Valley engineers are constantly on microdosing.
Doors Of Perception, Aldous Huxsley and his words came to my mind that the brain is not a source of
information at all, but a filter that prevents us from accessing it and that with the help of enthogen we can
break that filter. And Nikola Tesla - "Our senses enable us to perceive only a minute portion of the
outside world."
I was talking about Allan Wats, Bill Hicks, ltzak Bentov, Max Planck, civilizations, shamanism, mind,
schizophrenia.
Castaneda and his jump into the abyss came to mind. I had the impression that I experienced the same
thing that night.
Then, the Picture of the Golden Gate Bridge and Facebook post, the words of one of the few survivors of
the abyss: "I instantly realized that everything in my life that I'd thought was unfixable was totally
fixable—except for having just jumped"
There was "The Ballad of Lucy Jordan" melody in my head
Associations spread further, I spoke to the children while Z was taking pictures with a camera - That man
jumped maybe because at one point he realized that he would never reach the goal he set for himself, or
the society put a carrot on a stick that says "the American Dream"
V was twice in the USA through student exchange, and once he told me that he was the happiest in his
life while he was in the USA. No wonder then that the USA is his dream and he only thinks about how to
go there forever.
I turned to V (Z was filming with a camera), but the message also applied to D. First, I told him that he
shouldn't chase after the carrot that says "the American Dream." We all have a carrot in front of us. Even
the greatest creators were not completely satisfied with their works and always strived for greater
perfection, and he should look at such a carrot, the carrot that will produce positive energy and creativity
in him.
I told him that what was pulling him to the USA was not the USA itself, but the energy, the enthusiasm he
had there, and that it had nothing to do with the circumstances he was in (because he worked there as a
slave for 16 hours a day and lived in a small apartment with another 5 people).
But then I gathered my thoughts about that carrot – it's not about carrot and what it says. It can say
anything.
A person must understand two things:
First and foremost - the goal is not where the carrot is!! The goal is where you are at the moment. At
every moment of your life you are already on the goal!
Carrot is just your projection of some future that will happen, or maybe it won't; it doesn't matter. Its only
function is to raise the level of your enthusiasm at the moment, the only one that exists.
If you notice that your enthusiasm is beginning to sink, don't chase after it like a donkey, but choose
another one that will "work".
Second, what Marcus Aurelius said 2,000 years ago is also very important: You have power over your
mind – not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength.
In the end, just like at the beginning, there is an association to a film with a great message - Life is
beautiful (La Vita e Bella)
So there's one carrot that can't fail, that always works. It says Love. And the message of this film is -
wherever you are, in any situation, even in a concentration camp, you can work on your enthusiasm by
lovingly boosting the enthusiasm of your loved ones.
That's what the mushrooms told me, it think, and I just passed it on.
Here I would just like to emphasize the role of music during the use of entheogen.
I read somewhere that in those first studies by Dr. Timothy Leary half a century ago, as many as 30% of
participants reported having unpleasant experiences. In the recent ones carried out by Dr. Roland
Griffiths, the number was much, much lower.
They concluded that the role of music during the session is important, even much more important than the
role of the guide. Carefully selected music can be a deciding factor in ensuring psychological security!
I think everyone should make their own playlist during the preparations. A playlist from Johns Hopkins
University can be used as a basis. You listen to everything, remove what you don't like, and then
supplement it.
I prepared two and a half hours of classical and meditation music and put it on repeat.
The experience is phenomenal. Music can really lift you up. And the voice.... The Symphony of
Sorrowful Songs (second part - Lento e Largo) simply melted me.
Entheogens / psychedelics
According to the meaning of the word, entheogens are substances that can help man can discover the
divine in himself. It was not before I started writing this part about entheogens that I saw that its root is in
the Greek word νθεος (entheos – the god within), and it is also the root for enthusiasm :)
If used in the right context, psychedelics can be entheogenic, effective agents for spiritual development
and healing.
Psychedelics are not addictive and are not toxic (the lethal dose for psilocybin is 1000 times higher
than the standard!).
Their effect comes down to expanding consciousness. At least two Nobel Prize winners have admitted to
making their discoveries under the influence of LSD. Steve Jobs said the experience was one of the three
most important in his life.
They have exceptional power to treat depression, addiction, post-traumatic stress disorder. Entheogens are
said to be able to do ten years of psychotherapy in a single session.
Unfortunately, it has been half a century since they were blacklisted along with other opiates. However,
things have started to change slowly in recent years, since the research at two American universities has
begun.
Alan Watts gave a convenient comparison in one lecture.
According to him, psychedelics are an instrument just like a microscope, telescope and telephone, and
they should be used so. No biologist will sit permanently glued to a microscope - he get up and work on
what he saw. If you have received a message - hang up!
Although it is probably the fastest, using entheogen is not the only way to cognition. For example, one
can reach the same goal during (years of) meditation or some more intense methods, such as holotropic
breathwork.
And the trick is, according to MJK (Tool), to go there once with the help of psychedelics and then try to
come to the same cognition using other methods (if necessary for years).
Entheogens are exceptionally potent in healing and making spiritual progress, but they need to be
approached with great respect and adequate preparation.
Someone once compared them to a plane or a spaceship. The plane can easily transfer you to the other
side of the planet, but a disastrous outcome is guaranteed if you entrust it to someone who does not know
how to fly it.
Taking these substances recreationally in a nightclub, among the unknown world, is a good recipe for a
bad trip.
People with heart problems and people suffering from neurosis and psychosis should not use them
without professional supervision.
In short - set & setting: selection of appropriate substance and dose are crucial for a successful session.
Mindset - a calm mind and precise expectations - what you expect from the plant, what information it
should give you and what it should help you with.
Setting - a pleasant environment, and I would definitely add carefully selected music.
If all the preparations are done right, the results can be fascinating. Just a single dose of Ibogaine is
enough to get rid of severe heroin addiction (but it is more profitable to mutilate them on methadone for
years, isn't it?)
And really, the question arises - if all this is true, if they are really so potent substances, why are they not
used in medicine, why are they banned?
To cite Terence McKenna - Psychedelics are illegal not because a loving government is concerned that
you may jump out of a third-story window. Psychedelics are illegal because they dissolve opinion
structures and culturally laid down models of behavior and information processing. They open you up to
the possibility that everything you know is wrong.
In other words - a self-realized person, united with God, will see the same thing in everyone and
everything. Such a person is no longer susceptible to the manipulation by concepts such as nation and
national interest, nor will they chase the carrot on a long stick.
It all seems to me that McKenna was right.
You can find more information at: http://reset.me/ and. Maps.org
J Hopkins Play list: https://play.spotify.com/user/phillysblunt/playlist/5KWf8H2pM0tlVd7niMtqeU?play=true&utm_source=open.spotify.com&utm_medium=open
U jednoj, hajde da kazem nasoj grupi na fejsu, javila se gospodja iz Hrvatske koja je htela nesto da pita. Svoju objavu je zapocela ovako:
Ako vam nece smetati ja sam iz Hrvatske ....
Takav pocetak me je baš žacnuo i vec sam razmišljao da joj napišem par reči u vezi negativnih predrasuda. Veliki broj clanova joj je pruzio trazenu informaciju, ali su vec krenuli i neki zluradi komentari i jedan Miloš je napisao:
Zasto bi nam smetalo, pa nismo mi vi
E to me je isto žacnulo, ali na drugi način i ja mu odmah ispod napisem sledece:
Miloše nema velike razlike izmedju tvog komentara i komentara nekog bolesnog nacionaliste
Ispod toga neko je izmedju ostalog napisao - "umro je Broz" i gospodja iz Hrvatske napisa sledece:
xxxxxx mogo je umrt ko je umro uvik je bilo ljudi i ne ljudi, ja sam se puzdala u ljude i eto nisam se prevarila a o umiranju mi ne morate divani sin od 29 godina mi je poginio za njim se ubrzo ubila i njegova cura koja se trebala udat za njega za njom se ubila njena mama moja dobra prijateljica, sa sinom mi je nestala kuča
A poenta cele ove priče je u sledećem: NE TREBA NIKADA NIKOME SUDITI !!!!
Ta gospodja ima neke svoje razloge za mozda neku predrasudu, Miloša je žacnulo isto ono što je i mene žacnulo, samo je odreagovao na svoj način.
Generalno govoreci, hajd da ne upotrebim reč "svi", ali oooogromna vecina ljudi su dobri. Tek ako bi usli u njihove cipele i prosli kroz sva zivotna iskustva kroz koja su oni prosli, tek bi onda MOŽDA mogli da damo neki sud o njihovim recima i postupcima.
Zbog toga uvek na umu treba imati onu narodnu izreku: ''Ne sudi drugome ako nisi barem mesec dana hodao u njegovim mokasinama.''
- I sta kazes, u maju ti je potrosnja bila 3,7 , upita me kolega pocetkom jula prosle godine.
- Cuj, to ti je tako samo u pocetku dok jos obracas paznju na to kako vozis, vrlo brzo ce ti otici preko 4l.
Godinu dana kasnije, u maju 2022 potrosnja mi je 3,3 sto znaci da sam ipak malo uznapredovao (teeth) . Inace trenutna ocena mi je 88/100 (proslog maja 82) što znači da imam još dosta prostora za usavršavanje (smiley)
Kada su mi pre nesto više od dve godine u Toyoti dali papir na kome je naznaceno da je potrosnja u gradu 3,2 l/100km (za motor 1.8), u neverici sam se prvo nasmejao, a onda se upitao - kako je uopste moguce da vam jedna ozbiljna kuca da informaciju u vezi necega sto je u praksi potpuno neostvarivo ?!
U proteklih godinu dana tri puta mi je dnevna potrosnja bila 3.0 i dosta puta 3,1 (izmereno na polaznoj tacki, znaci na istoj nadmorskoj visini!)
Odmah da napomenem da tu informaciju u vezi potrosnje necete pronaci na njihovom zvanicnom sajtu, taj informator je bio namenjen samo za taksiste. Takvu potrosnju moze da postigne bilo ko, ali samo ako pravi malo vecu kilometrazu po gradu. Ukoliko autom idete samo do posla i nazad (dva hladna starta + mala kilometraza), onda bez obzira koliko se trudili, tesko da mozete da dostignete potrosnju od 3,2 l/100km.
Hajde da izvucem glavne parametre na godisnjem nivou
EV vreme 78%; EV razdaljina 66%; Prosecna potrosnja 3,8 l/100km; Prosecna brzina 24 km/h (radim samo preko dana, nikada nedeljom)
Kao sto vidite moja prosecna potrosnja na godisnjem nivou je 3,8 l/100km i uopste nisam neki rekorder u tome. Kolegi koji je svojim Priusom presao valda vec 120 000km ukupna prosecna potrosnja je tolika, a u njegovom slucaju to obuhvata dve zime i jedno leto (da je obrnuto bila bi verovatno ispod 3,6). Kod njega je na godisnjem nivou potrosnja - 3,7. Zivi na Novom Beogradu i auto ne drzi u garazi.
U vezi potrosnje, spoljni faktori koji imaju bitan uticaj su:
-Broj predjenih km nakon hladnog starta.
-Vezano uz to ide i niska spoljna temperatura (motor kada je hladan trosi znatno, znatno vise goriva sve dok ne postigne radnu temperaturu).
-Sto se visokih temperatura tice, klima u ECO modu ce vam u voznji smesno malo podici potrosnju (mozda 0,1 - 0,2 l) i ona je jako vazna posto se baterija hladi vazduhom iz kabine.
- Guzve, dugacka zakucavanja u saobracaju.
Da ne pojasnjavam sve ovo pojedinacno, verovatno i sami prostom logikom mozete da izvucete zakljucke.
Meni je najveca potrosnja bila u decembru. Novembar, decembar i deo januara sam bio u stanu na Novom Beogradu koji sam sredjivao. Hladni dani, auto parkiran napolju, vise hladnih startova (zbog zezanja sa stanom), prednovogodisnje guzve i zbog svega toga potrosnja je bila 4,5 l/100 km. Ja radim samo preko dana, a neko ko radi nocu, drzi auto u toploj garazi i pokrene ga samo jednom, ce imati dosta bolji rezultat. (normalno ako ne bleji satima na stajalistu nego samo vozi (teeth))
Pouzdanost i troskovi tokom eksploatacije Toyotinih hibrida se uopste ne dovodi u pitanje, već naprotiv hvali:
Taj auto uopste nema: alternator, anlaser, kvacilo, plivajuci zamajac, turbo punjac, DPF filter, EGR, kaiseve - veliki servis (ima lanac koji je vecan). Uz to e-CVT menjac nema nikakvo servisiranje, za njega nije uopste predvidjena cak ni zamena ulja. Kompresor klime i vodena pumpa se pokrecu nezavisno od motora elektromotorima bez cetkica (vecna stvar).
Sa svakom novom generacijom hibridni sklop je sve efikasniji, a to znaci da je potrosnja manja i da se kocnise daleko sporije trose. Kod mene je nakon predjenih 52 000 km debljina obloge na prednjim plocicama 10 mm
Obzirom da ce hibrid u gradu samo 1/3 puta preci benzinskim motorom (sto se vremena tice on ce 4/5 vremena biti iskljucen), onda je i potpuno jasno da necete moci da ga pregrejete ni na +60 C (vodena pumpa moze non-stop da radi, a motor je ukljucen samo 1/5 vremena). Zbog toga cete u Dubaiju i na slicnim mestima na taksiju videti samo Toyotine hibride
Ako se vozi onako kako bi i trebao da se vozi hibrid, motor ce tokom da kazem 85% vremena biti zakucan na 2000 obrtaja (vozis ga po potrebi u eco, normal ili sport modu). To znaci da radi u konstantnom rezimu rada i obzirom da je ukljucen tokom 1/5 vremena i 1/3 puta, uopste nije cudo da ti automobili bez problema prelaze i milion milja (tokom kojih je motor radio 600 000 km).
U vezi toga - meki dizel motori su korisceni i u kamionima i u agregatima i ustanovljeno je da su oni korisceni u agregatima (stabilan rad na istom broju obrtaja) imali daleko veci broj radnih sati u odnosu na iste motore u kamionima.
Da dodam jos samo nesto u vezi potrosnje - Interesantna je stvar to da ljudi kada cuju koliko vam je niska potrosnja na hibridnom autu, to odmah povezuju iskljucivo sa sporom voznjom.
Ali ako bi sada pogledali podatke od nekih kolega koji voze isti auto (i rade samo preko dana kao i ja) mogao bi da se kladim da medju njima ima i onih kod kojih je prosecna brzina niža ili slicna a potrošnja osetno veća.
Stvar je u tome da ako hoces da izvučeš neki maksimum iz hibridnog auta, onda moras da budes i maksimalno ukljucen u voznju, stalno da procenjuješ i donosiš odluke o tome na kom delu je najbolje da ubrzavaš, a gde da voziš u EV moodu i posebno - kada treba maksimalno isprazniti bateriju. Ako hibrid
voziš samo mehanički (kao sto si vozio predhodne automobile) i recimo dodjes do početka dugačke nizbrdice punom baterijom, imaces vecu potrošnju, a više ceš i akati hibridni sklop, motor i kočnice.
Moglo bi stosta da se kaze i u vezi baterija. Direktor Toyote je napomenuo da se od jedne baterije za elektricni auto moze napraviti 70 baterija za hibridne automobile. Te baterije su lakse i jeftinije, a i uticaj na zivotnu sredinu je bitna stvar.
Ali opet, treba imati jednu stvar u vidu. Kako sve ide u tom pravcu, uskoro cemo verovatno imati manje, lakse baterije veceg kapaciteta. Ako umesto postojecih Li-Ion baterija budemo imali baterije 2-3 puta veceg kapaciteta, automatski ce hibridna vozila dobiti na efikasnosti. Na duzoj strmoj nizbrdici meni se baterija napuni vec nakon nekoliko stotina metara. Sa vecom baterijom bi se iskoristila i veca kolicina energije prilikom spusta, sto bi se automatski odrazilo i na smanjenje potrosnje.
Ima jedno, da kazem vecno pravilo sa kojim sigurno necete pogresiti u odluci koji cete auto da kupite. Pogledajte po svim svetskim gradovima koji auto taksisti najvise voze. (mozete da pitate svoje poznanike koji zive u belom svetu).
Ako je to Tesla, kupite Teslu. Ako su Toyotini hibridi, odaberite neki od njih. Ako je nesto trece, kupite to trece i sigurno necete pogresiti, bar kada je pouzdanost u pitanju.
Ovo sada je bilo moje drugo ucesce na Beogradskom (polu)maratonu, tako da vec mogu da skinem znake navoda u naslovu 😃
Ove godine sam resio malo ranije da se prijavim, te to i ucinih nekih mesec dana pred trku. Mesec dana bas i nije dovoljan period za neku ozbiljniju pripremu (pored mog uobicajenog trckaranja), te ja resih da primenim odredjenu taktiku.
Sto se taktiziranja tice, uglavnom sam razvijam u glavi neke koncepte koje bi neki ozbiljniji strucnjaci verovatno saslusali sa osmehom na licu.
Moj koncept je bio da u naredne 4 nedelje produzim vreme i ubrzam tempo (tacnije - puls), da bi tokom trke, mojim uobicajenim pulsom (125 - 135) mogao da istrcim 21km. Resio sam da trcanje produzim sa 50 na 60 - 70 min, puls podignem na 135 - 145 i da trcim baš svaki drugi dan, medjutim,...
Negde desetog dana ujutru sagnem se da se obujem i cap - secne me kitchma. Desavalo se to i ranije, ali ne tako skoro i pretpostavio sam da ce brzo da prodje. Sutra ujutro je bilo vec puno bolje i ja dovece ponovo odem na trcanje. Tokom naredne noci i jutra, problem se vrati i ja zakljucim da sam ipak trebao da napravim malo duzu pauzu. Cekam potom narednih nekoliko dana, al posto ne videh nikakav napredak odlucim da potrazim pomoc kod kostolomca/kiroprakticara. On me posteno iscimao i rekao da vec od sutra mogu da nastavim sa trcanjem.
Sipak. Tek nakon nedelju dana, kada sam vec mislio da odustanem, mene kicma popusti. Ostalo mi je jos samo nedelju dana do polumaratona.
Ici ili ne ici? Ma idem, bice ovo moja jos jedna self transcendence trka :) .
Prvo trcanje je bilo u ponedeljak pred trku, tek da se uverim da je sve u redu. Zbog izmenjenih okolnosti (do trke je ostalo jos samo 5 dana) vreme je da se promeni i taktika (smiley) . Sutra odlazim u Dechatlon da uzmem novi deo opreme
Kupujem tegove za noge i odlazim na trcanje (sa tegovima) u sredu predvece i petak ujutro.
U petak uvece se setim i da potrazim neke savete u vezi ishrane. Necu vas jos i sa tim smarati, samo da kazem da se sve ono sto sam procitao uglavnom ne podudara sa onim kako se ja hranim. U subotu se u vezi toga cujem sa Zoranom Čubrilom koji mi je i inece dao gomilu korisnih saveta i na tome mu neizmerno hvala (teeth) .
NEDELJA
Taktika za trku je sledeca: U samom pocetku trke, prvih nekoliko km cu trcati sasvim lagano, sto zbog zagrevanja, a jos vise zbog ahilove tetive na levoj nozi koju sam dva puta bez zagrevanja prilicno isforsirao i od tada imam takoreci hronicnih problema.
U vezi toga samo da dodam da mi je ona duza pauza zbog kicme dosla jos i kao blagoslov da se tetiva oporavi kako treba. Da sam svih mesec dana trcao onako kako sam isplanirao 1000% bi na polumaratonu (odnosno nakon njega) imao velikih problema sa tetivom.
Ove godine su nas pred start trke podelili u 4 zone: A, B, C I D i podelu su verovatno odradili prema procenjenoj brzini trkaca. Normalno, najsporiji su u grupi D da ne bi kocili ostale.
Ja sam odmah pretpostavio da cu zapasti u poslednju grupu D i zbog svoje taktike, koju sam spomenuo, vec sam video sebe kako na samom repu kaskam iza 8000 maratonaca (teeth)
Medjutim,... ...kada sam dobio startni broj vidim da sam dodeljen u grupu C. Uh... dobro je, necu biti bas poslednja kornjaca u velikoj koloni (smiley)
Nekih pola sata pred pocetak trke stizem i upucujem se ka zoni C u velikom stilu,... u belom sorcu (smiley) . Prosle godine je to bilo, hajde da kazem slucajno i sam sam se sebi smejao kada sam video da sam od ne znam koliko hiljada maratonaca jedini ja bio u belom sorcu (teeth)
I sada sam se smejao, ali ne sebi nego svim ovim pacerima oko mene koji trce maraton po suncu u crnim sorcevima, rekao bih 95% njih, a dosta i u crnim majcama. Ima ih koji trce i u crnim dugackim helankama i to mi tek nije jasno ??? Da li hoce na taj nacin da tope masne naslage, sta li, Boga pitaj.
Ove godine sam doduse video jos dva mladica u belim sorcevima i dve dame u belim sorcevima/minićima (verovatno za tenis)
Nakon starta i ostali trkaci ne krecu bog zna kako brzo, al sam ja sve jedno za nijansu sporiji. Bulevarom stizemo do Beogradske, i odatle krece nizbrdica sve do hotela Beograd u Balkanskoj. Pocetak Gavrila Principa sam vec dobro zagrejan i tu mi se ukazuje prilika da primenim proslogodisnju taktiku. Malo ispred mene udesno, original Brazilska guza trci u ritmu bas kakav meni odgovara (teeth) . Trcim za njom i pevusim mantru - moja si, moja si ... moja si, moja si ,... .
Korist je visestruka - em angazujes um i sprecis ga da vrti nepotrebne misli u glavi, em ti skoci nivo testosterona i dobijes dodatnu energiju za trcanje (smiley)
Medjutim, vec negde pred kraj Gavrila Principa dama prelazi iz trcanja u hod, ja produzavam i ostavljam je iza sebe.
E tu me docekuju bubnjari i mural sa likom Dragoljuba Djuricica. Ovaj put to uopste nije bilo neocekivano, ali su sve jedno, emocije eksplodirale i umesto da malo usporim, ja izletim u ritmu bubnjeva uz onaj kratki uspon.
Na Brankovom mostu malo ispred sebe ugledam moju sledecu vodilju u zelenkastom biciklistickom sorcu. Pored nje trci i neki atleta, ta se ja drzim na bezbednom odstojanju, cisto da ne zavrsim polumaraton pre vremena sa razbijenim nosem :D. Trcim za njima do ugla Kenedija i Pupina, gde oni prelaze u hod.
Ja ne prekidam trcanje. Resio sam da mi na ovom polumaratonu od starta do cilja ni u jednom trenutku obe noge istovremeno ne budu na zemlji. Mogu da usporim ritam i skratim korak, ali cu da ga iztrckaram sve do kraja. Jedina stvar koju svo vreme pratim je pulsmetar ....
Ima tome mozda i cetvrt veka kako je preminuo moj kolega Steva u cetvrtoj deceniji zivota. Strefio ga infarkt u trenutku kada se vratio kuci sa trcanja. Ne verujem da je tada pratio puls tokom trcanja i to mi je stalno na pameti.
Kao sto vec rekoh ranije, ja puls dok trcim uglavnom drzim na nekih 130 - 135. Tokom polumaratona u prvih 10 - 15 km nije bilo nekih odstupanja. Na pocetku mosta preko Ade ja vec primetim da mi puls ukoliko malo ubrzam, brzo ode na 140 - 145 i ja odmah odreagujem - usporim toliko da padne na 120 i onda lagano ubrzam do 130 - 135.
Na silasku sa mosta kod buvljaka, na onoj nizbrdici ja mu dam malo ozbiljniji tempo i nastavim brze da trcim i po ravnom. Pogledam na pulsmetar. ŠTAAAAAAAA - Puls otisao na 175. KOČIIIIIII
Najgore od svega je to sto sam ja i tada trcao subjektivno pod istim (mozda malko vecim) opterecenjem. Da nemam pulsmetar taj tempo bi drzao verovatno duze vreme i ko zna koliko bi mi puls skocio dok mi se ne upali neka crvena lampica. Znaci, ko razmislja o nekom malo duzem trcanju, a u poznijim je godinama, ni u ludilu da ne krece bez pulsmetra !!!!
Prolazim Sava Centar i cilj je vec takoreci na dohvat ruke. Sa sobom sam poneo Snickers i suve urme. Do sada uopste nisam osetio potrebu za tim, ali osecam kako mi je secer pao i na Brankovom mostu uzimam dve urme.
Na Zelenom Vencu primetim jednu ucesnicu sa moje leve strane. Devojka trci kao gazela. Zemlju kao da ne dodiruje, da uzivate samo posmatrajuci je kako trci. Odlucim da je pratim do cilja. Prosle godine sam na ovom delu vec posustajao i ono kratko parce uz Kneza Milosa sam presao hodajuci. Sada imam sasvim dovoljno energije i trcim istim tempom kao devojka ispred mene. Skrecemo u Kralja Milana i malo ispred vidim jednog momka kako mase gazeli (smiley) . Ceka je da bi zajedno prosli kroz ciljnu stazu. Trce zajedno i kako se priblizavamo cilju sve vise ubrzavaju.
Obzirom da sam takoreci svo vreme puls drzao u opsegu 130-135 bez ikakvog problema u dvadesetprvom kilometru ubrzavam i kroz cilj prolazim odmah iza njih. Vreme 2:37:46, vreme na satu 2:40:01, prosecna brzina nesto preko 8 km/h. Mogu slobodno da kazem da sam izdžogirao polumaraton (teeth)
Polumaraton je zavrsilo ukupno 4134 ucesnika, 1453 zena i 2681 muskaraca. Medju muskima ja sam 2360ti, sto i nije tako lose za jednog deku (smiley)
Ko zna, mozda se dogodine ponovo prijavim za BG polumaraton. Moj stav u vezi sporta generalno, je da je on dobar i zdrav jedino ako se covek njime bavi rekreativno. Normalno, ovo se prvenstveno odnosi na ljude u poznim godinama zivota. Rekreativno znaci umereno. Umereni tempo i umerena aktivnost. Za 21km dzogiranja se bas i ne moze reci da je umerena aktivnost, ali zbog nekog posebnog zadovoljstva koje to nosi, bi mogao to sebi da priustim bar jednom godisnje (smiley)
U vezi trcanja sam na blog postavio i tekst - Sve dobrobiti od trcanja
Bas u poslednjih par godina sam neocekivano otkrio mnoge, pa mozete da pogledate i tu pricu, zbog nekih stvari bi i vama mogla da bude interesantna :)
