Perpetual Novembers; Spring Eternal in my Mind; Late-Summer Labyrinths: A Letter I posted to Morley Robbins on the Magnesium Advocacy Group and his important response...

Monday, April 6, 2015

A Letter I posted to Morley Robbins on the Magnesium Advocacy Group and his important response...

Ross Goldstein
Yesterday at 9:05pm

Thanks to Morley Robbins' comment referring to Gallbladder cleansing this morning where he shares a Pubmed artical linking low glutathione levels to increased incidence of Gallstones, I suddenly feel that I have the link between my inflamed gallbladder/gallstones of 2006, my heart attack 3 weeks ago, what seems like histadelia/undermethylization, childhood asthma (that never really went away...) and, possibly, my hereditary "disease" Familia Adenamatous Polyposis/Gardners Syndrome. I'm seeking scholarly articals for truly tying this together so that I can convince my cardiologist and other people why they should "treat me" for what causes the inflamation etc and not the fats/cholesterol... I feel this great need to "prove" that the cause of the heart attack is the same cause of the rest of the medical issues; undermethylation/glutathione deficiency... When I read what Morley posted, a light flashed on extremely brightly. But now that I'm searching for the literature I had read over the past 3 years, I'm finding it a bit more elusive than I had expected. So, if anyone has access to the information I'm seeking or feels their "educated guesses" could be helpful, I would be extremely appreciative...

Morley Robbins Ross Goldstein
They are related...
Regrettably, your Cardiologist has NO economic incentive to link these together, NOR to solve your "disease..."

When you're well, how do you expect her/him to pay for their trinkets?...

Forgive my cynicism, but the literature can be connected, but I fear it would fall on deaf ears... Sorry!

A votre sante!

Ross Goldstein Forgive your cynicism Morley? I think that, in light of all the varying socio-political or political-economic "situations" within which we find ourselves, cynicism is the only thing that truly keeps "the homefires burning"... or "the flame under our asses"... It's what incites us and inspires us to NOT leave it up to someone else... if you know what I mean... I'm giving the cardiologist a chance... as strange as it sounds... a chance to work with me... And if I must totally succumb to the reality or "cynicism", meaning that there really isn't any hope... I will just return to how I felt two nights ago before MJ Hamp shared with me information about finding Magnesium Chloride in Mexico or how I felt this morning reading the information you placed about glutathione... A feeling of having something to fight for... a wonderful project... And it isn't a project with a Cardiologist... but with myself... for a truly worthwhile "peace of mind"... Something I could say to the cardiologist truly backing up the reasoning behind why he should stop suggesting prescription medicines... at least certain ones... And, if the situation for me is truly hopeless, at least I can approach the next heart attack or the Alzheimers or the cancer that is always looming with FAP/Gardners (that should have killed me 14 years ago...) with the idea that it all makes sense now... It's al connected... And one last thing: I just read that it is believed that Methionine raises the risk of cancer... Now, I was born with an incredible risk of cancer... So, how about the idea (although possibly spiritual) that my body has created undermethylization since well before puberty for fighting the genetic predisposition of dying from cancer at a very young age (my father died at the age of 34)... My younger sister, who inhereted the same gene, although does not experience all of the allergies and the asthma that I've experienced all of my life, has developed cancer of the thyroids and rectal cancer... I've never had cancer, although I've had the preventative surgeries due to the polyps and other things... Truthfully, two days ago I was feeling absolutely hopeless without a future towards which to plan... Today, I feel there is something really interesting towars which to work... Thanks for responding! and if you stumble across something and remember me, I will greatly appreciate the information.
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MCW: Ross Goldstein, I totally get your hope, though for other reasons. I hope you found your information. And b we have doctors that enjoy us giving them information, a rare breed for sure, but real alln the same.
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MJH: Ross GOldstein - were you able to get the Mg chloride?
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Ross Goldstein MJH, of course! Or I wouldn't be so indepted to you
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Unfinished "Self-Portrait at 33"

Something I've dreamed of painting since just after my ultimate surgery in 2001. I post this now since I don't know if I will have the chance to work on it before going back on the road on Sunday... The problem is I've been sick for the past 5 days, painting this for the past week, a few hours per day. Whatever the sickness is, it isn't anything I've known and seemingly changes every day. In order to guarrantee my being well anough for the intense work for the following month, I may have to leave this hanging until I return at the end of August...

"La Sonrisa de Amarillo" (Amarillo's smile).

"La Sonrisa de Amarillo" (Amarillo's smile). José and Nicolas were commenting that I should sell the shirt I use for painting, since it is covered with paint. And then José said, "better yet, I'll give you one of my shirts to paint..." It was a joke. But I took it seriously. He has shirt he bought 4 years ago in Zacatecas with a copy of a painting of a bull in a bull fight. However, the print was erased from the shirt years ago. So, I decided to use the space that had the bull. "Amarillo" (Yellow) was the dog at my in-laws ranch when Margarita and I met. Due to a bad fight, he was left with one side of his mouth and one of his ears mangled, which gave him a permanent half snarl with one fang sticking out. He died years ago. But we often mention him...

New House/Studio Guadalajara

Over 20 years ago our friend José "Montaña" bought a parcel of land in the center of Guadalajara. His uncle who was a constructor/mason helped José build the brick house that has 6 bedrooms. Not long afterward, José entered into his older brother's Indian crafts importation business and decided to sell the crafts in fairs around Mexico. His brothers were one of the first people in Mexico City to enter into the Krishna movement that gave them certain perks. While José became vegetarian 4 years ago, sells the Indian furniture and crafts etc, has a giant shrine to Ganesh in his house and hosts the Mahareshi at least two times a year, José doesn't consider himself a Krishna. For at least 15 years José experienced extreme success in the fairs and was able to send his children to private English Language schools (his oldest son went to University in Texas and Married there),was able to visit with his children the U.S. and India and even bought the "castillo" (castle---an insider joke) next door. For years he used it as a store house and for a shop where Mary had workers fabricating crafts and Mexican/asian Indian style clothing. Then, about 4 years ago, Mexico entered into the international economic crises and José began losing money in the fairs. (I, on the other hand, have managed the situation and the coffee business well enough to be able to improve our economy over the past 2+ years, although this year we lost half our fairs (my decision not to enter into suddenly horribly violent zones where the people are fleeing and have fair to go out to the streets.) Out of desperation, José put the house he built on the market and moved his family into the "castillo"; his children were not happy. The "castillo" was built in the 19th century and has very high ceilings and wonderful giant windows and a terrace surrounding the second story kitchen. After a year on the market, One of José's Asian Indian suppliers bought the house and decided to put it on the market. A year ago, dreaming of having an artist studio/house in the center of Guadalajara with it's majestic tree-lined streets, I asked José to contact the Indian suppliers to see if they would sell the "guest house". José replied that he couldn't locate the Indians' representative in Guadalajara. And that ended that fantasy. However, a year later, upon returning to Guadalajara, Margarita called Mary who asked Margarita if we were in need of a house. We had just rented a house for 3 months (a house infested with cockaroaches). However, I had to see the house. The moment we set foot in the empty guest house without kitchen, bathroom, closets, I was hit with the return of the dream I left behind when we left Guadalajara last November. This time I could see all the projects we would begin over the next 10 years. So, we decided to rent the house and hoped that the 32 day fair in Guadalajara would be good for us; and it was. So, now we are "building" the kitchen, we bought a new refrigerator, are having a stainless steel restaurant sink fabricated for us, are looking for good furniture, looking into nice tiling and thinking about the future one more time.

"Hummingbird Goddess of the Mountain"/"Diosa Colibrí de la Montaña"

Crucified Pregnant Woman

(Unfinished Painting November/December 2010). This was the last painting I worked on before putting aside the painting and drawing for 6 months. I don't have any artist training. I haven't ever taken a painting or a drawing class. I don't know anything about anatomy and I have NEVER seen naked pregnant woman, let alone a naked pregnant woman on a cross. That created a hell of a headache working on perspective and shadowing... How does a head hang with the arms spread outwards to the side? My dilemma. After the fair of Tepic, I asked my friend José "Montaña" to take it with him to Guadalajara. Truthfully, it created so much stress that I really didn't want to see it. The problem is that we don't have a house of our own. I don't have a studio for storing my work and supplies...

Stream of Consciousness Drawing "Your Turned Back/The Cold Shoulder" July 11, 2011

In La Isla de Mexcaltitan, Nayarit

The story goes that the group of Mexica indians had a dream one night of the great city of Tenochtitlan they would construct 200 years later in the Valley of Mexico, now known as Mexico City that later on became known as the Aztec Empire. The dream was had on the Island of Mexcaltitan, Nayarit. Upon leaving his "home" on the edge of the river Antigua in Veracruz, Cortez journeyed to the center of what is now known as the Republic of Mexico and conquered the Aztecs, with the help of the Totonoco indians of the region known as Veracruz. Cortez destroy the Grand Tenochtitlan, probably the largest pre-hispanic city in the Americas and constructed churches and cathedrals where the ancient temples and pyramids had been...

Pico de Orizaba in the Morning

I took this photo during our Sunday morning walk. We found a wonderful route that circles Margarita's parents' house; great for a jogging route. When I've run in Mexico, Margarita was my running partner. Back in 2005, when we were running in the Lakes, there were many times when Margarita ran faster than I ran. But, I always passed her on the hills... The wonderful thing about this route is that it passes through the woods, coffee plantations and sugar cane fields; a lot of hills as you can see... So, we've decided that, if we have a strong finish of 2011, we'll buy land here and build a house.