Racism: The Ultimate Illusion

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How sad things have become when we attack people simply because they may be of a different race, color, or religion than we are.

The Hispanics hate the blacks; the blacks hate the whites; the Muslims hate everyone. In the inner cities where the colors and ethnicity is mostly the same (blacks and Hispanics), identity has to be recognized by different colored armbands. And if your armband is a different color that the other guy, he becomes the enemy. All this hatred and all this prejudice comes about because of the various “labels” the soul is wearing. Yet, no one has the vision to see this and yet we accept this as the gospel.

When I came into this world I had many labels. Male, Caucasian, and Jewish were there at the very outset. As I started getting older and bigger I gravitated to others with like labels to insure a peaceful co-existence.

But then other things came into play. Things like envy, not liking someone’s personality, or judging others completely by their looks. All these factors determined who we wanted to be friendly with and who we did not. Never once did we ever go beyond the superficial because we never knew there was anything beyond the superficial.

So, growing up I was conditioned to accept the “like” consciousness. There were Italian gangs, Polish gangs, Jewish gangs, and black gangs. If you didn’t belong to one you kept a low profile and were careful not to offend or “tick” someone off. If you did, in a short period of time you were confronted by at least 20 guys wearing the same label.

As we got a bit older and went to church or the synagogue or the mosque we were led to believe there was separation between the body and soul. Did that ever sink in? No. It didn’t sink in because we did not fully have this faith. And not having the faith nor anyone that could put this difference into perspective, life in illusion went on.

But there are other processes that will enable us to come to the conclusion that our material body is not who we really are.

For example, we can closely observe the ever-changing, non-enduring nature of the body and the constant, enduring nature of who we really are. Look at a picture of your body when you were a baby or a kid. What you’ll see is not just a smaller version of what you are wearing now, but a completely different body that is gone completely.

The physical body according to Guy Murchie in his “The Seven Mysteries of life”, and Paul Weiss in his “The Living System: Determinism Stratitfied”, say that the body is made up of countless numbers of tiny
particles called molecules and atoms and that these material particles are constantly being replaced by material particles from the outside environment, in the form of food, water, air, etc. And, over a period of five to seven years, this process of metabolism brings about a complete change of the matter that makes up the body.

So, when you look at that picture taken years and years ago, rest assured that every molecule in that body in the picture is long gone. In fact, this cycle of out with the old and in with the new takes place every seven years.

Yet, you existed then and you still exist now. And if that body you once had is completely gone and you still exist now, you must see that today’s body will be completely gone in seven years so how can you be the body? And if you still cling to the idea of being the body, which one are you or were you?

The material body can be compared to changing your clothes. First you had a baby body; then you took off the baby body and put on a child body; later on you wore an adolescent body but gave that up for a young adult body, and on and on and on.

Another process is to meditate upon different parts of your body and ask yourself whether or not you are that part of your body. If you are not the hand, are you the arm or the leg, or the back, or the neck, etc?

What if a part of the body is missing or if an organ has been transplanted or you had a hip replacement?
Are you now made up of different people or are you still you?

And know you are not the ever-changing mind. If you have ever tried to control your mind how can you be the mind? There is no way the mind can attempt to control itself. That has to be done by an independent source.

So, if you are not the body and you are not the mind, who are you? You are the spirit soul, the non-material spark of the Supreme Spirit Soul that does not cease to exist when the body ceases to exist. The conclusion is that your gross body and your subtle body (the mind) are material in essence, but your true essence is spirit.

There are two quotes from the Bhagavad-gita that are truly relevant to this:

“Know that which pervades the entire body is indestructible. No One is able to destroy the imperishable self. Only the material body of the indestructible, immeasurable, and eternal living entity is subjected to destruction”. Bg 2:17 – 18

“For the self there is never birth nor death. Not does the self ever cease to exist. The self or spirit soul is unborn, eternal, ever-existing, undying, and primeval. The self is not slain when the body is slain”. Bg 2:20

So, had George Zimmerman and Trayvon Martin known this, Thayvon Marttin would still be alive. If the radical Muslims knew that the meaning of Allah was “The All-Compassionate One”, would they still kill those that do not follow their path? If people could transcend the color of a person’s body and see beyond that superficial covering or transcend the “religious” labels we all wear, would there not be more kindness and compassion in the world? And lastly, if we could understand who the true owner of everything is and simply see ourselves as caretakers, would there be any need for war or would we simply share whatever God put wherever He put it?

To put it another way, if you see where that which made up your house came from, like the wood, glass or stone, would you see yourself as the true owner or the caretaker?

The more people that can adopt this vision the more they will get along with each other and not live the ultimate illusion.

Aloha!

 

HESH GOLDSTEIN, MSNUTRI
“Health Talk” Moderator, K-108 Radio
P.O. Box 240783
Honolulu, Hawaii 96824-0783
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www.healthtalkhawaii.com
www.asanediet.com
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Hesh Goldstein
When I was a kid, if I were told that I'd be writing a book about diet and nutrition when I was older, let alone having been doing a health related radio show for over 36 years, I would've thought that whoever told me that was out of their mind. Living in Newark, New Jersey, my parents and I consumed anything and everything that had a face or a mother except for dead, rotting, pig bodies, although we did eat bacon (as if all the other decomposing flesh bodies were somehow miraculously clean). Going through high school and college it was no different. In fact, my dietary change did not come until I was in my 30's.

Just to put things in perspective, after I graduated from Weequahic High School and before going to Seton Hall University, I had a part-time job working for a butcher. I was the delivery guy and occasionally had to go to the slaughterhouse to pick up products for the store. Needless to say, I had no consciousness nor awareness, as change never came then despite the horrors I witnessed on an almost daily basis.

After graduating with a degree in accounting from Seton Hall, I eventually got married and moved to a town called Livingston. Livingston was basically a yuppie community where everyone was judged by the neighborhood they lived in and their income. To say it was a "plastic" community would be an understatement.

Livingston and the shallowness finally got to me. I told my wife I was fed up and wanted to move. She made it clear she had to be near her friends and New York City. I finally got my act together and split for Colorado.

I was living with a lady in Aspen at the end of 1974, when one day she said, " let's become vegetarians". I have no idea what possessed me to say it, but I said, "okay"! At that point I went to the freezer and took out about $100 worth of frozen, dead body parts and gave them to a welfare mother who lived behind us. Well, everything was great for about a week or so, and then the chick split with another guy.

So here I was, a vegetarian for a couple weeks, not really knowing what to do, how to cook, or basically how to prepare anything. For about a month, I was getting by on carrot sticks, celery sticks, and yogurt. Fortunately, when I went vegan in 1990, it was a simple and natural progression. Anyway, as I walked around Aspen town, I noticed a little vegetarian restaurant called, "The Little Kitchen".

Let me back up just a little bit. It was April of 1975, the snow was melting and the runoff of Ajax Mountain filled the streets full of knee-deep mud. Now, Aspen was great to ski in, but was a bummer to walk in when the snow was melting.

I was ready to call it quits and I needed a warmer place. I'll elaborate on that in a minute.

But right now, back to "The Little Kitchen". Knowing that I was going to leave Aspen and basically a new vegetarian, I needed help. So, I cruised into the restaurant and told them my plight and asked them if they would teach me how to cook. I told them in return I would wash dishes and empty their trash. They then asked me what I did for a living and I told them I was an accountant.

The owner said to me, "Let's make a deal. You do our tax return and we'll feed you as well". So for the next couple of weeks I was doing their tax return, washing their dishes, emptying the trash, and learning as much as I could.

But, like I said, the mud was getting to me. So I picked up a travel book written by a guy named Foder. The name of the book was, "Hawaii". Looking through the book I noticed that in Lahaina, on Maui, there was a little vegetarian restaurant called," Mr. Natural's". I decided right then and there that I would go to Lahaina and work at "Mr. Natural's." To make a long story short, that's exactly what happened.

So, I'm working at "Mr. Natural's" and learning everything I can about my new dietary lifestyle - it was great. Every afternoon we would close for lunch at about 1 PM and go to the Sheraton Hotel in Ka'anapali and play volleyball, while somebody stayed behind to prepare dinner.

Since I was the new guy, and didn't really know how to cook, I never thought that I would be asked to stay behind to cook dinner. Well, one afternoon, that's exactly what happened; it was my turn. That posed a problem for me because I was at the point where I finally knew how to boil water.

I was desperate, clueless and basically up the creek without a paddle. Fortunately, there was a friend of mine sitting in the gazebo at the restaurant and I asked him if he knew how to cook. He said the only thing he knew how to cook was enchiladas. He said that his enchiladas were bean-less and dairy-less. I told him that I had no idea what an enchilada was or what he was talking about, but I needed him to show me because it was my turn to do the evening meal.

Well, the guys came back from playing volleyball and I'm asked what was for dinner. I told them enchiladas; the owner wasn't thrilled. I told him that mine were bean-less and dairy-less. When he tried the enchilada he said it was incredible. Being the humble guy that I was, I smiled and said, "You expected anything less"? It apparently was so good that it was the only item on the menu that we served twice a week. In fact, after about a week, we were selling five dozen every night we had them on the menu and people would walk around Lahaina broadcasting, 'enchilada's at "Natural's" tonight'. I never had to cook anything else.

A year later the restaurant closed, and somehow I gravitated to a little health food store in Wailuku. I never told anyone I was an accountant and basically relegated myself to being the truck driver. The guys who were running the health food store had friends in similar businesses and farms on many of the islands. I told them that if they could organize and form one company they could probably lock in the State. That's when they found out I was an accountant and "Down to Earth" was born. "Down to Earth" became the largest natural food store chain in the islands, and I was their Chief Financial Officer and co-manager of their biggest store for 13 years.

In 1981, I started to do a weekly radio show to try and expose people to a vegetarian diet and get them away from killing innocent creatures. I still do that show today. I pay for my own airtime and have no sponsors to not compromise my honesty. One bit of a hassle was the fact that I was forced to get a Masters Degree in Nutrition to shut up all the MD's that would call in asking for my credentials.

My doing this radio show enabled me, through endless research, to see the corruption that existed within the big food industries, the big pharmaceutical companies, the biotech industries and the government agencies. This information, unconscionable as it is, enabled me to realize how broken our health system is. This will be covered more in depth in the Introduction and throughout the book and when you finish the book you will see this clearly and it will hopefully inspire you to make changes.

I left Down to Earth in 1989, got nationally certified as a sports injury massage therapist and started traveling the world with a bunch of guys that were making a martial arts movie. After doing that for about four years I finally made it back to Honolulu and got a job as a massage therapist at the Honolulu Club, one of Hawaii's premier fitness clubs. It was there I met the love of my life who I have been with since 1998. She made me an offer I couldn't refuse. She said," If you want to be with me you've got to stop working on naked women". So, I went back into accounting and was the Chief Financial Officer of a large construction company for many years.

Going back to my Newark days when I was an infant, I had no idea what a "chicken" or "egg" or "fish" or "pig" or "cow" was. My dietary blueprint was thrust upon me by my parents as theirs was thrust upon them by their parents. It was by the grace of God that I was able to put things in their proper perspective and improve my health and elevate my consciousness.

The road that I started walking down in 1975 has finally led me to the point of writing my book, “A Sane Diet For An Insane World”. Hopefully, the information contained herein will be enlightening, motivating, and inspiring to encourage you to make different choices. Doing what we do out of conditioning is not always the best course to follow. I am hoping that by the grace of the many friends and personalities I have encountered along my path, you will have a better perspective of what road is the best road for you to travel on, not only for your health but your consciousness as well.

Last but not least: after being vaccinated as a kid I developed asthma, which plagued me all of my life. In 2007 I got exposed to the organic sulfur crystals, which got rid of my asthma in 3 days and has not come back in over 10 years. That, being the tip of the iceberg, has helped people reverse stage 4 cancers, autism, joint pain, blood pressure problems, migraine headaches, erectile dysfunction, gingivitis, and more. Also, because of the detoxification effects by the release of oxygen that permeates and heals all the cells in the body, it removes parasites, radiation, fluoride, free radicals, and all the other crap that is thrust upon us in the environment by Big Business.

For more, please view www.healthtalkhawaii.com and www.asanediet.com.

Namaste!