Mind and Body Health Myths that You Still Believe

you've probably never heard that you have to take care of a woman's skin precisely the same way you take care of a baby's butt

Courtesy of Ask J. - the JBNI Team of Scientists and Physicians: Soft as a baby's butt. You've all heard this expression. However (intentionally avoided using, "but"), you've probably never heard that you have to take care of a woman's skin precisely the same way you take care of a baby's butt. Oh, where to begin.

Women start out as as adorable babies so lets all start there together. Babies poop. Moms tend to just use water when washing their babies butts. Dads tend to use soap. Both are bad. Both are worse if your baby is a girl.

If you wash a baby's butt with water, no matter how huggably clean you get that baby's but, you've still left millions (places pinky finger at corner of mouth) of e coli bacteria throwing a Burning Man on your baby's butt. If you wash with soap, you don't. So you may think the man's way is superior. But (DOH!), what you've done is stripped your baby of bacteria and her protective butt oils.

"So?" you say?

"So?" you say?

What? You don't expect your baby to ever poop again?! Your poor cute baby is going to have the worst diaper rash the next time because all the acid in the poop and the e coli will pass through the defenseless baby butt pores! (SHEESH. MEN!)

For baby girls, it's even worse. E coli, countless other bacteria, and digestive gastric acid all attack their defenseless internal tissues if you wash them with soap. If you just use water, repeat above sentance but just without the gastric acid part.

don't be that guy

What about lotion or baby powder? The JBNI Team has already thought of that. Baby powder dries out the skin and Lotion clogs their pores giving them a diaper rash again. "So what! We all get diaper rash," a man yells out from the mezzanine.

An usher approaches and informs him and speaks to him on his terms, "Sir, if your baby has a diaper rash, you will not be able to sleep. At all."

So now, I think we all see how this applies to women's facial skin, dryness, acne, and wrinkles (except that guy - don't be that guy).

If you women wash with gentle soaps, you are killing most of the bacteria that can cause breakouts. But you are also stripping your radiant and delicate facial chemistry of it's protective oils. If you use moisturizer, you'll just clog pores.

How to solve the Baby's Butt and Woman's Face Dilemma
This explains why JBNI sells one bar of soap that costs $34. That's right. It costs $34 for one single bar of Immortals' Soap. The following are fun facts about how Immortal's Soap solves all of the above problems. If you don't want to know about it, you can just stop reading here and try to find a soap that does all the things that you're not going to continue reading. o_O

This bar of soap is and has been used by ancient eastern civilizations down to this day. If not for the reasons above, Immortal's Soap wouldn't even be made available to the public. Immortals' Soap is so strong, it kills 100% of all the bacteria on your face and on your baby's butt. Even acid, anti-bacterial sprays and gells leave 0.02% of billions of bacteria (this equals 100s of 1,000s).

On the other hand (hah! figured out how to avoid saying, "however and but"), This ancient soap is 100% gentle. It's made with only edible ingredients including medicine grade herbs that do the cleansing. Yes. You can eat this bar of soap. If you wanted to wash your gold fish, you can take a couple bars of Immortal's Soap and drop it in their bowl. The goldfish will squeak.

you'd have turned your face into a petri dish for cultivating ebola

Oh, one last thing... So what's so bad about that last 0.02% of the bacteria? Any geneticist can tell you (JBNI is packed full of those PhDs). The remaining bacteria are the mutated bacteriacide resistant ones. If you repeated this cycle enough times, you'd have turned your face into a petri dish for cultivating ebola.

Continued: Mind Body Health Myths You Still Believe...

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Toward the end of first grade, Mr. Neenan took us up to 6th grade history, science, and fractions. When Mom saw what her six year old son could do, she wept. (continued from chapter seven)

I didn't know what the hell was happening.

But Mom wept

I get perfect scores on every test and quiz. I could out-school any of the big kids in our neighborhood and the kids of Mom and Dad's friends. But Mom wept.

It didn't occur to me until much later that Mom hadn't slept for over 8 months. It didn't occur to me that Mom loved me so much that she expressed it in tears. It didn't occur to me that this was the first time in her life that she felt powerful.

The second grade was just as good. On the last day of first grade, Mom hugged Mr. Neenan long enough to make him blush (and adjust his pants). Before walking out of the mystical universe that was my class room, Mom asked, "Who would you entrust Charles to?"

Her students glow

Mr. Neenan thought for a moment. Actually, he used all of that moment to regain his composure. "She's not in your district. But the most inspired 2nd grade teacher I know is Mrs. Grantham. Her students glow," Mr. Neenan said his last words I'd ever hear him say. That summer he and his wife and four year old daughter died. You heard about it.

Turns out Mrs. Grantham taught in a public school. I heard talk between my parents all summer that neither of them would have to works nights anymore. They went back and forth. Mom wanted to go back to school. She wanted to finish what she'd started at 18. Dad agreed to keep working nights.

Whenever their paths crossed, they would fight.

He punched a hole in the kitchen wall

"You are such an idiot! How could you let him do that to you? Is that all he got away with?" I heard Dad scream at Mom one night. He punched a hole in the kitchen wall. His hand started bleeding.

"How was I supposed to know! He's your friend! Do all your friends disrespect you?"

"Oh, no. Even if Brett worshiped me as a God, you showing up every week to pick up Charlie's mail would make any man stab me in the back!"

Mom stepped right up to Dad's face

"You're the one who suggested Brett... Wait. Was that a compliment?" Mom screamed back at Dad. Her expression was kind of wierd.

Mom stepped right up to Dad's face, "Let's argue in the bedroom. It's not healthy for Charlie to see us fighting."

For the first time in a long time, I saw Mom and Dad hold hands. Actually, it was Mom dragging Dad by the hand.

"Charlie, you can watch that one monster movie you like. You know, the one I told you you couldn't watch anymore. You can even watch it as loud as you want," Mom said before Dad slammed their door.

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Living with anxiety is kind of like sharing a bed with my cat.  Every night he stakes out a nest down near my feet where he is least likely to interfere.  Then, as soon as I am asleep he starts to take over.  Stretching his back and legs, then strategically rolling about, he slowly muscles his way into my sleeping space.  In the haze of sleep I am apparently much more generous and within a few hours I find myself sleeping in a scrunched up fetal position with my knees firmly planted in my husband's back.

if you're spending a lot of time worrying about whether you have an anxiety disorder I'd say that's a dead giveaway

The thing is, if I were awake he'd never be able to bully me out of my comfort zone.  Everyone has a metaphorical cat in their bed - anxiety is part of being human - the question is, are you able to know when to kick him out or does your brain trick you into thinking that he has a right to be there?  If having an anxiety disorder means that you aren't able to differentiate between a rational anxiety and an irrational one, how do you know if you have an anxiety problem?  I'm no psychotherapist, but if you're spending a lot of time worrying about whether you have an anxiety disorder I'd say that's a dead giveaway.  If, on the other hand, you're one of those people who's beginning to question the role anxiety plays in your life - or in the life of someone you care about - follow this link to a self-test that may help you get an idea of what is normal and what isn't.

According to the Anxiety Disorders Association of America, over 18% of Americans are affected by some form of an anxiety disorder.  The most common forms are Generalized Anxiety, Obsessive Compulsive, Panic, Post Traumatic Stress, Social Anxiety, and specific phobias.  Typically, treatments for such disorders are focused on a combination of Cognitive Behavioral Therapy, relaxation, and medication.

"CBT focuses on identifying, understanding, and modifying thinking and behavior patterns. When a person changes thinking and behavior, emotional changes usually follow."  - www.adaa.org

What does that mean, anyway?  In a nutshell, CBT is a method of teaching an individual how to change the way that they perceive and react to a situation.  For example, if a person has a phobia anxiety disorder related to muffins a therapist might help her figure out what thoughts (cognition) arise when she is presented with a muffin and what actions (behaviors) those thoughts lead to.  Then, the person can learn to recognize those "muffin" situations and practice thinking and reacting differently when presented with one.  After a while your brain learns to react in the way you want it to without thinking about it.  Basically, it's learning to be your own therapist. 

So, if you think that you may have an anxiety issue remember that medication is not the only solution.  For some people, pharmaceuticals are an important part of treatment.  For others, a little research and self therapy may go a long way.  And remember - never, ever let your pet bully you out of bed space.  It's just not right.

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FCC Disclosure: This blog is produced by JBNI Naturaceuticals who also produces NOAGIN for Children. Their most powerful total body super antioxidant formula

OK. So you may not have ever heard of either Zeaxanthin or Astaxanthin. The reason is simple. The scientific community didn't know anything about them either. Heck, Vitamins were only discovered about 70 years ago! Doctors had no idea why sailors died from scurvy on long boat rides. Elmer V. McCollum and M. Davis discovered vitamin A from 1912–1914

By eliminating free radicals from cells through genetic means and dietary restriction, laboratories have extended the maximum age of laboratory animals - Ohio State Physics Dept

Zeaxanthin is a super antioxidant that somehow manages to work its way from your digestive system to your head and eyes. It preserves your optic nerves and your sensory nerves. It also gives your skin back the youthful health of, well, your youth. Loosing Zeaxanthin (which has a dense brown color) over age is what 'makes your brown eyes blue.' Oddly, most antioxidants can't get transported up there.

"The biological mechanisms governing retinal capture and accumulation of lutein and zeaxanthin, to the exclusion of other carotenoids, are still poorly understood" - Pub Med

Astaxanthin is the most powerful super antioxidant known to man but does most all of it's cellular rejuvination work below the neck. Astaxanthin is most remarkable in your vital organs like your liver (if you've ever been hung over, try Biodrux NOAGIN and ask yourself how you feel 10 minutes later). But more than just your organs like kindeys, spleen, pancreas, and lungs, if you've ever experienced that stressed muscle cramping kink, using NOAGIN (atleast to me) releases that cramped stiffness within minutes.

super antioxidants stop aging. Yep. You read it correctly

Now, the bigger question, why are super antioxidants important? Basically, super antioxidants stop aging. Yep. You read it correctly. Eventually, scientist had to find the molecular and genetic mechanism of aging didn't they? They did.

Let's deal with how aging happens. In the same way that sailors in the early 1900's didn't know that Vitamin C was needed to prevent scurvy and death, until recent genetic science developments, people didn't know that DNA doesn't make a perfect copy of itself. In fact, just like copying an 8-Track to a cassette tape, there can be serious mutations in the cell splitting and reproduction department. This is cancer. Cancer is just your own cells that have mutated into a new and noncompatible life-form inside your body.

On a less severe scale, if your cells can't reproduce perfectly from one generation to the next, even the collagen in your skin deteriorates leaving you with dry wrinkles and even hair-loss. But in all of these cases, what prevents your DNA from replicating perfectly are molecules called "free radicals." They oxidate your DNA.

Cancer is just your own cells that have mutated into a new and noncompatible life-form inside your body

So, what this means is that if you want to prevent the molecular level cell damage of oxidation, you need super antioxidants. Simple, no?

To make things even more simple, my client JBNI, actually produces two formulas with the most powerful super antioxidants known to man. NOAGIN contains Astaxanthin and Lutein. NOAGIN for Children contains additionally contains Zeaxanthin too. So which should you pick? Well, depends. While NOAGIN for Children contains Astaxanthin, Lutein, and Zeaxanthin, it is also diluted when compared to the Adult formula. What I do is just take 4 childrens caps for every one adult cap I would have taken. That leaves me the best of both worlds! - @journik, Health and Web Consultant.

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WOW. Just Wow.

I've been tweeting for years now. And I've never go to so many replies so quickly. I simply asked the above question in the title about what your pets are: http://twitter.com/journik/statuses/5807389169

You are one passionate lot!

I was going to do a blog post on the joys and challenges of owning a pet FOR KIDS

I asked the question originally because I was going to do a blog post on the joys and challenges of owning a pet FOR KIDS. I remember as a kid, I wanted a pet bird. I never fed him. I still feel guilty.

So... in the comments below... will you pass on the good word about

A) The joys of pet ownership

B) The challenges

C) Your advice to kids about the overall responsibility???

Thanks! I'll take your answers and create a blog post about it...

PS... LINK ME TO PICTURES OF YOUR PETS WILLYA>!??! I K.N.O.W. You got em! =)

Signed,

Bob Wan-QI Kim.. aka http://twitter.com/journik

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I heard a knock at the door. I was surprised that I could hear anything at all over the sound of the water. It was Mrs. Griffin. She always had a psychic connection with me.

"Charles," she never called me 'Charlie.'

Hun, there's more wine in the cellar. You'll find your way

"Is everything ok in there?" She continued.

"Oh, what a stupid thing to ask. I'm sorry," She continued to dialogue with herself.

"How could everything possibly be ok. You've had the hardest two years any boy should have to deal with," I heard her say through the door.

Honey, I wasn't attacking you

"If it helps any little bit at all, I want you to know that your Dad and Deborah didn't split up because of you. You did nothing wrong."

That last part hit a chord with me. No. It didn't. It more took the strings that would have made a harmonic chord and raped them. Mrs. Griffin had always been a little off. She was always extremely hospitable to us as a family but it wasn't until just now that she called Mom Deborah. She always called her Debbie.

When we came over to the house the first time, it was for her husband's wake. Even then, she had a way of being hospitable and warm while saying things that just sat kinda funny. Mom and I both thought it was odd that she'd call Dad, "Jonathan," but she called Mom, "hun." She was a young widow.

It was, "Hun, there's more wine in the cellar. You'll find your way."

It was also, "Hun, if you get tired, you can retire to the guest room upstairs."

But it was, "Jonathan, would you like another slice of the pot roast? Will you help me get it out of the oven. It's in a new and far too heavy cassarole."

I had a game I played with myself. I'd count the number of times

And it was, "Jonathan, I've been meaning to change that light bulb for the longest time. Since you're here, will you hold the chair steady for me?"

That reminds me of when Mom and Dad fought over a chair. It was actually over many of them.

"Honey, I want you to actually pull out the chair for me tonight. Like you used to," Mom said.

"Deb, stop being silly. You're perfectly capable of getting the damn chair," Dad said.

"Honey, I wasn't attacking you. I just wanted you pull out the chair for me, to do what you used to."

"What, you don't like the way I am now? Is that it? Why don't you tell me what else you'd like me to change about me. Infact why don't you create a list and post it on the fridge like that other list that circles in red all the groceries I forgot to get!"

"Honey, Dear, I only circled the missing stuff so you would remember!" Mom's eyes started filling with tears. Her arms crossed.

"Deborah, I'm not a 2nd grader! You don't circle things in red like Charlie's teachers do for Charlie!"

Will you please tell him to just care for me like he used to

I had a game I played with myself. I'd count the number of times the hot potato would get hurled back and forth before I was yanked into the conversation.

"Charlie," Mom started crouching down a bit, "Does my circling things for Dad look like when Mrs. Paolo corrects your homework?"

"How could it not! Charles, can you see how your Mom keeps treating me like a little kid? Do you see it?" Dad asked me.

"Charlie, you don't have to answer that," Mom said crying. "Charlie, do you see how insensitive your Father is? Will you please tell him to just care for me like he used to? Just once would be enough. Just once more."

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People trust aspirin. It's exceptionally common and widely used. It's been on the market for many years. It has been tested safe by the FDA. It works.

However, if people are anything like me (and they so often are) there's a lot they don't know about aspirin. So, some facts you didn't know you didn't know:

The basis of aspirin is a chemical called salicylic, and it is nothing new. The ancient Egyptians got it from the leaves of the myrtle bush, Native Americans took it from birch bark, and Europeans got it from the willow tree.

So how does aspirin work?
Well, we don't know, it just does.

Well, we don't know, it just does. What happens in Aspirin...

At least, that was the answer for the first 70 or so years. It wasn't until 1971 that a sexy scientist by the name of John Vane figured out that aspirin inhibited the enzymes known as COX-1 and COX-2. Why does this matter? Well, these enzymes make prostaglandins, which are sort of like a hormonal Pony Express, relaying messages throughout the body (actually they don't move around the body, so they're more like hormonal switch board operators, but I didn't want to use such an archaic and outdated reference).

This is where things start to get ironic. COX-1 is vital for normal stomach and kidney function, so inhibiting it with aspirin can cause big stomach problems. But, because COX-1 is being blocked, regularly taking aspirin can reduce your risk of heart attack and stroke. Of course, the same blood thinning work aspirin does to prevent regular stokes increases your risk of hemorrhagic strokes (bleeding in the brain).

That's right, you can actually cause one kind of stroke by preventing another.

They did. And it gave people heart attacks

This is because the body is all about balance. Just like cheesecake and children, COX-1 is only bad for you when you have the wrong amount.

With COX-2 things seem simpler. COX-2 is responsible for sending messages about pain, inflammation, and fever. So when you block COX-2 none of those messages get to your brain (remember that just like most over the counter stuff, aspirin treats the symptoms and not the disease. It doesn't actually cure your arthritis, it just makes you forget about it for awhile).

That's right, you can actually cause one kind of stroke by preventing another

So wait, if messing with COX-1 causes all these problems why not make a medicine that only inhibits COX-2? They did. And it gave people heart attacks.

Once again, it's about balance. When taken straight from the willow tree, salicylic inhibits both COX-1 and COX-2, but when they are separated, all hell breaks lose. If by 'all hell' we mean massive and unexplainable cardiovascular problems, which sounds like hell to me.

COX blocking aside (o_O), aspirin is still completely safe. That's because in the United States safe means less than 16,500 deaths a year, which is how many people die from the side effects of aspirin. By these standards, you really should stop worrying about sharks, bears, and being struck by lightning.

In 2003, four people died from a shark attack. 26 died from contact with hot water (o_O). 5,462 died of intentional self poisoning. (Source: Vagabondish also photo above.)

I don't mean to say that aspirin is evil. Far from it. I'm just using it as an example. It's easy to take something like aspirin for granted. It's easy to distance it from its natural roots. It's easy to assume there's no down side. It's easy to think it must work since it's been around so long. It's easy to believe we'd never take medicine that we don't understand.

The fact is that just because something's not evil doesn't mean it's good for you, and just because you don't understand it doesn't mean it doesn't work. Just don't forget to keep your body balanced. And seriously, stay away from the sharks.

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Who knew? You could be buying Heroin from the supermarket and Asprin could have been illegal (atleast according to Katrina =).

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1) Originally heroin was marketed as both cough medicine and as a non-addictive replacement for morphine.

2) Known then as diacetylmorphine, heroin was first synthesized by Felix Hoffmann two weeks after he created aspirin.

3) The Bayer company produced and sold Heroin for 15 years.

some claimed it made them feel “heroic,”

4) Heinrich Dreser, the man in charge of testing the efficacy and safety of new drugs for Bayer in 1898, originally rejected Aspirin saying, “The product has no value.” He believed it would detract from the publicity for heroin, their real wonder drug.

5) Pharmacologically, morphine and heroin are very similar. But it takes four times are much morphine to get the same effect.

6) Many people don't realize that heroin is actually a brand name. When it was first tested on workers at Bayer, some claimed it made them feel “heroic,” a term used by chemists to describe any strong drug.

7) To support their drug habits, users in East Coast cities such as New York and Philadelphia would often collect and sell scrap metal. This gave them the name “junkies.”

8) Ninety-five percent of the world's legal heroin consumption is for medical use in Britain.

9) In 1898 the typical drug addict in Britain was a middle-class woman in her forties. Today it is an 18-year-old male.

10) Some speculate that before his death Heinrich Dreser had become addicted to heroin, the drug he had originally chosen to market over aspirin. He died of a stroke, something that might have been prevented had he been taking aspirin daily. Apparently one bad decision can haunt you for the rest of your life.

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- Continued from Chapter Four.

I hadn't noticed until just then that my knees were bleeding. I hadn't moved at all from the position I initially collapsed into. The fact that my new slacks were black also helped. But against the white of the tub and the white of the shiny tiles two red puddles are hard to miss.

They reminded me of the old house. The way the sidewalk in front was, whenever it rained, I had to just about tightrope walk on the raised part between the two puddles. The roots of a tree with a tire hanging from it was beneath it all.

The City of Orange eventually sent men out with hard-hats and orange florescent vests. They must have spent three days just looking at the tree. Then on the fourth day, they took turns planting their steel toe boots on the old tire while they each smoked. I liked that the left puddle always had twice as many cigarette butts in it than the right. No matter how many days went by, no matter how many packs were smoked, the left always had twice what the right had.

They were trying to uproot the tree by leaning against it

One day, on my way back from school, Mom was standing out in front of the old house. The men were still there. Holding back a smile, she ran up to me as soon as she saw me come around the corner. She picked me up in front of the big yellow sign that had been there since day one of the tree staredown competition. Behind the sign were the men. They were trying to uproot the tree by leaning against it.

The sign read: "Slow Men Working."

I love my Mom. Loved.

Mom was always pointing out the ironies of life. Once when she took me to the dentist who was on the second floor of his two story building. We normally take the stairs but she took me into the elevator. She had that holding back of smile gleem in her eyes. I knew I was looking for something Ironic. She asks me to push to button to Dr. Levenworth's floor. We both smiled. We were both thinking to each other, "There's only one other floor. Isn't the second button kinna silly?"

There was a comedian she loved. While doing dishes, she'd watch his show on the little tiny black and white tv next to the toaster. She called me over to see a part she liked. It was a rerun. "So why do we drive on 'park ways' and park on 'driveways?'"

Instead, she introduced me to a man with a German Shephard

Another day, Mom caught me three blocks from the house walking back from school. She walked this way to the store. She didn't have any bags in her hands. Instead, she introduced me to a man with a German Shephard. He was Asian. His name was Mr. Rhee.

I looked into Mom's eyes wondering why she was introducing me to this stranger. As far a I was concerned, if you didn't live within, "Dinner's ready!" screaming distance, you weren't a neighbor. But there it was. Mom was holding back her entrancing smile again.

"Charles, This is Mr. Rhee," she said.

"Mr. Rhee is training his dog Cinderella in English. Watch," Mom said ready to burst with happiness.

You could tell Mr. Rhee was proud of having trained Cinderella. He was excited to show me what she could do. He was excited to show me how obedient she was. He commanded, "Shin-dah-lellah, SHIT! SHIT Shindalellah!"

Continued: http://bioprin.posterous.com/the-partial-road-chapter-six

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