How is it that we humans feel ok carrying poop inside of us all day long
but then develop this poop-phobia once it is outside of us, I still
don't understand. What I do know however, is that this experience in
the woods was actually a live changer and nowhere close to the
psychological scarring event I thought it would be. Furthermore, I can
gladly report never having dreamed of being chased by poop nor having spend countless hours of
psychoanalysis to overcome the experience. Apparently, Creation is not so cruel after all.
I
also know that this seemingly innocuous event actually allowed me to
overcome a tremendously unhealthy taboo about myself and my humanity. It was quite a liberating and very humbling experience if you ask me and while I never got
to repeat it that day set the stage for a slow
transformation which has been developing into a completely New and
Different Way of looking at our physicality and experience on Earth. An
outlook that can transform the face of the Earth through the very
'carnality' of our physical body and its daily fruits.
For the science of this transformation I
kindly refer you to a book by Joseph Jenkins titled 'The Humanure
Handbook' which can be freely downloaded at www.http://HumanureHandbook.com/contents.html.
And to think that such transfiguration started with facing what civilized man was trained to hate and abhor: his own physical body and its natural expression and function.