A Closed Heart Cannot Metabolize Nutrients Well.
Majid Ali, M.D.
If a Closed Heart Cannot Metabolize Nutrients Well, Should Take Nutrients When the Heart Is Closed?
What Is a Closed Heart?
A heart that is not open to kindness, compassion, and love. It is a heart that breathes its air freely and does not cramp at every real or imagined insult.
Should You Take Nutrients Even When the Heart Is Closed?
Yes. Supplements probably will still help, though they cannot open a closed heart.
What Is An Open a Heart?
I answer this question with a short poem entitled “Thursday” which I included in my poetry book entitled “Drone Democracy.” Go to http://www.alilife.org for more of my poems if you wish.
THURSDAY
Love is to celebrate,
A crystal without creed,
A dew drop without color,
A raven without race.
A flower without faith,
A river without religion.
Love is to be,
A Muslim on Fridays,
A Jew on Saturdays,
A Christian on Sundays,
A Hindu on Mondays,
A Buddhist on Tuesdays.
An agnostic on Wednesdays,
A nobody on Thursdays.
What day,
Makes my day?
Might it be a Thursday?
A day to be a nobody.
Thursday,
A day for,
The language of silence,
The commerce of compassion.
A day to live,
A day to love,
A day to be true,
Giddy on life,
A day to be a nobody.
Thursday,
A day for,
For trancing in every shrine,
Far, far,
From the mind of the malign,
Softly, sublimating,
Into the heart of the Divine.
A day for love,
A love,
That only soul can refine.
On the way to be a nobody.
Majid Ali, M.D.
If a Closed Heart Cannot Metabolize Nutrients Well, Should Take Nutrients When the Heart Is Closed?
What Is a Closed Heart?
A heart that is not open to kindness, compassion, and love. It is a heart that breathes its air freely and does not cramp at every real or imagined insult.
Should You Take Nutrients Even When the Heart Is Closed?
Yes. Supplements probably will still help, though they cannot open a closed heart.
What Is An Open a Heart?
I answer this question with a short poem entitled “Thursday” which I included in my poetry book entitled “Drone Democracy.” Go to http://www.alilife.org for more of my poems if you wish.
Thursday
Thursday,
A day for,
For trancing in every shrine,
Far, far,
From the mind of the malign,
Softly, sublimating,
Into the heart of the Divine.
A day for love,
A love,
That only soul can refine.
On the way to be a nobody.
