“Weltinnenraum”
I found this word (within a poem written by Maria Rilke) in a wonderful book called, “Against the Pollution of the I”. Such a beautiful word, so quintessentially Germanic. Directly translated it means, world/inner/space, or the Inner Space of the World. When the whole world is inside you.
The books starts off about a clinically deaf girl who could nonetheless hear, wild… but it only gets better from there. Jacques Lusseyran, the author, was blinded by a freak accident as a child but nevertheless could to see. At the age of 15, this sightless boy led a resistance of 600 people against the Nazi’s from his home in Paris. Eventually he was caught. For the crime, he was tortured for half a year and then sent to a concentration camp. The Gestapo couldn’t get anything out of him. Of the thousands of people sent there, only 30 made it out. This blind bat was one of them.
“Fantastical nonsense!”, you might say, “A blind man who could SEE?”. I would too, if I didn’t know what I do. My invitation to you is to read the book, open up to the possibility.
Two years ago I did a 20 day fast. I had nothing but water and a little raw unfiltered coconut water everyday. Often if I could, the water came directly from the coconut itself.
The health benefits were amazing. The fast was a kind of religious experience. People warned me against it. Experts said that it should only be done with medical supervision. I expected to be a like a wilting flower by the end of it. I had no preparation, didn’t bother with a detox and had been drinking and eating like a trooper the whole week prior to starting. I expected to be running an endless marathon bare feet. But it was nothing like it.
It was liberating. As the days progressed I seemed to be getting more energy. I would go for a run in the morning, doing occasional tumble rolls along the grass, like some SAS commando. I wanted to climb trees.
An inner vision started blossoming. Clarity and alertness ruled instead of lethargy.
We all have some weaknesses, one of the deadly sins. For me, it is gluttony. Here, I join the ranks of Henry VIII and Jabba the Hut. It’s a miracle I am not more heavy.
As with all things Vikid, Day 20 ended with a feast. You are not meant to do that either. You are meant to ease out of a fast slowly. Yet there I was, at the French Riviera, up on a hill, eating large amounts of red meat.
Unfortunately, nothing bad happened to me then either. I just felt great.
Hubris crept in. I had conquered my fears. The rest is history. I reverted to my deadly sin but this time it held to me even more tightly.
A Date with Destiny
So two years have passed and I have a long outstanding date with destiny.
May the Vikid Fast Begin…
The protocol this time will be different. First of all, duration. We’re going for infinity. They say, “Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God”. I tend to agree but in my case, with a supplement of clementines. That is how this day will start.
The rest, I will make up as I go along. Stay tuned as this is an adventure in the making. Subscribe if you haven’t yet.
And one last thing, here is a super inspiring video, give it a chance, I almost shut it off too, but luckily not before it started to blossom @ the 28 min mark. (The interviewer is insufferably cheesy. Let it slide.)
Mindset baby…
And That’s,
https://codemonkeyz.substack.com/