Only On The Walters Post
“I’m not here to tell folks what to think — just sharing what life has shown me. Take from it what makes sense, leave the rest, but maybe let it sit with you a while.”
It’s funny, in a way, how folks think the world got this sick all of a sudden. Like disease just showed up one morning and knocked on the door. Truth is, it’s been creeping in for years. Not from one big thing, but from all the little things piling up when no one’s paying attention.
They added fluoride to the water and called it progress. Sprayed chemicals on the food and said not to worry, it’s only a trace. Pumped hormones into the meat, sealed it in plastic, then stacked it on a shelf under bright lights and clever words. We eat it all every day without a second thought. The body takes it in, tries to keep up, tries to clean house, but it can’t keep pace. Not when the toxins keep coming.
Now we’ve got PFAS, the so-called forever chemicals. They don’t leave, they don’t break down, and they’ve worked their way into our blood, our soil, our water, and our homes. And the folks who made them? They knew. The reports were buried. The warnings softened. The damage was already done before most people even heard the name.
It’s not a conspiracy. It’s just business. Quiet, legal, and slow-burning.
The trouble is, it’s never just one thing. It’s the mix of it all, a trace here, a trace there, and before you know it, there’s a full cocktail running through your veins. You don’t feel it right away, it builds, and one day, you wake up feeling off. Something isn’t right. Maybe it’s your energy, maybe it’s your sleep, maybe the doctor finds something and can’t explain why.
And what do they do? They hand you a prescription, one pill to treat the symptom, then another to fix what the first one caused. Before long, you’re on a list of medications, not getting better, just managing side effects. They call them side effects, but truth be told, they’re more like hazards. Dizziness, liver damage, depression, heart trouble — it’s all right there in the fine print, that is, if anyone bothers to read it. And most folks don’t. They just trust, because what else can they do?
The signs are right in front of us, we just don’t want to see them. It’s easier to pretend everything’s fine than to admit our food, water, and air have been slowly poisoned over time. Not by accident, but by design. Not through some shadowy plot, but by decisions made for profit, not health.
And still, somehow, we keep going. Maybe it’s grit. Maybe it’s stubbornness. Maybe we haven’t quite hit the wall yet.
I won’t pretend to have all the answers, but I do know this, we need to pay attention. We need to ask questions. We need to look at what we’re eating, drinking, and breathing, because no one else is watching out for us. Not the government, not the corporations, and for that matter, not even the labels dressed up to look like truth.
The good news is, we’re not powerless. We can start small. Read the labels, grow a bit of food ourselves, filter the water, and more importantly we need to learn what’s in the things we use every day. Because if a little here and a little there got us into this mess, then maybe a little more care, a little more awareness, can help us find our way back out.
“Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive.” GW