Sweet
Potato, 2001-2007
THE SWEET POTATO STORY
Who has been Monkeying Around with My
Food?
Little did I know that March 15,
2001 would turn out to be an auspicious day. That day
will ever be remembered not because it was the Ides
of March (ominous as it proves to be), but because it
was the day that we purchased 5.77lbs of sweet
potatoes at a local supermarket. Raw soup offcienado
that I am, I looked forward to preparing a raw sweet
potato soup for the family. What is so unusual about
the purchase of these sweet potatoes, you might ask?
Let me explain.
The raw sweet potato soup that I
planned to make didn't eventuate until over a month
after the potatoes were purchased. When we brought
the potatoes home, we put them in storage and amidst
our busy lifestyle, they were promptly forgotten.
Over a month later, I remembered the raw sweet potato
soup I had wanted to make. Knowing that sweet
potatoes are not good keepers, I eagerly investigated
to see if they were still good. Sure enough, they
stared at me from the bottom of the brown bag,
looking as good as the day we had bought them. I was
relieved but surprised at their good condition, since
sweet potatoes are usually not good keepers.
Encouraged by their good condition, I waited yet
another two weeks before making my soup.
It was now the first part of
May. I took out a couple of sweet potatoes and made
my raw soup. We all sat down to the dinner table and
eagerly lifted our spoons to eat our raw soup. At
first bite, I froze. Something was terribly wrong.The
soup did not taste like any raw sweet potato soup I
had made before. It had a grainy texture and tasted
like cardboard. I couldn't swallow it. My gut told me
not to eat it. So, with a locked jaw and a mouth full
of soup, I exclaimed: "Don't eat your
soup!" After uttering this cry, I rose up from
the table with soup bowI in hand and went into the
kitchen to dump my would-be soup into the compost
bucket. So much for the raw sweet potato soup. Though
bewildered at my actions, family members took my
advice and followed suit. Everyone's soup landed in
the compost.
My immediate take on the soup
was that the sweet potatoes were the problem. I
suspected foul play. I surmised they were either
irradiated or genetically engineered or both. For the
sake of investigation, I decided to watch the
remaining sweet potato and see what happened. Months
passed and the potato looked the same: no mold, no
bad spots, nothing. By this time, my suspicions of
food tampering were becoming well founded. At the end
of September, I noticed that the sweet potato was
beginning to shrink. The skin was wrinkling as if it
the potato was deflating. For the next two months,
the potato kept shrinking and shrinking. It now
resembled petrified rock, however, the density of the
potato had changed. It was now light as a feather.
Shriveled, wrinkled, and feather-light, the potato
was a mere shadow of its former self. For the sake of
posterity, I mounted the sweet potato and placed it
in a plexiglas case as my personal monument to
investigative and research science. It is my shining
example of fake food at its best.
It was a few years later that my
suspicions concerning the sweet potato proved
correct. The potato was , in fact, genetically
engineered. Exactly how, what, who or when this
potato came into being, who knows? I do know,
however, that I'm glad my body knew better than to
let me eat this so-called potato. It knew that it
couldn't be real food.
Genetic engineering is a corrupt
practice. It is corrupt because it alters YHVH's
perfect creation and in the process, deceives many
people. It is also killing many people. This should
not be. Science, along with the food merchants are
playing god. In the guise of 'advanced technology'
for the 'betterment of humanity,' natural foods are
being synthesized into life forms that are unnatural
and therefore harmful, if not deadly. This practice
is nothing more than blasphemy against the Almighty
as man once again tries to out-do YHVH.
In case you are not aware, you
are in a battle for your life. It is time to either
wake up and live or stay asleep and die. The choice
is up to you. Issues of health are a matter of life
and death. If we do not take them personally and
investigate the facts, we will perish in our
ignorance. Too many have already died. We are in a
war for our very survival, and only those who dare to
walk in the truth will live.
-Mary Louise..Town Jaqua
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