Why primal? (part 1)

People of the primal community already know the answer to this question, but interested outsiders don’t so I will make it clear. This is simply the way nature designed human beings to eat: raw meat and raw dairy as THRIVING foods and plant foods as survival tools. Our adaptability to plant foods in cases of famine is a powerful trait that we are now abusing in modern times. Plant foods make you avoid starvation but at a cost: they damage your mental and physical health. This is how nature intended it, this is natural law.

Stuck in this dualistic mindset, thanks to the demonic originated abrahamic religions, killing and death are viewed as something negative. It is not so. Death and birth are part of the beautiful and magical cycle of life which we should try to understand and admire , not challenge it from a place of ignorance and stupidity. Nature made so that the human being is a carnivore and we should be joyful and proud of this as only the most noble creatures of this earth have such luxury. Cows, who are incredible and sacred creatures themselves, graze and eat most of their day. We should have higher aspirations. We were designed for higher purposes in this uni-verse so we were made carnivorous allowing us to nourish our bodies in a fraction of time of what an erbivore takes.

Carnivores are at the top of the pyramid, a child can easily understand that, and we as humans deserve to be such for our many powers and responsibilities that elevate us above the animal kingdom, from whom we can learn a lot and should profoundly respect.

So this diet on a metaphysical level is for people who want to go over the dualistic trap and pursue the journey of true knowledge and desire to leave ignorance, stupidity and dogma behind.

Based on these premises, its pretty clear that this way of eating is suited for only a small fraction of humanity, for people with curious and alive minds and hearts. For the masses, that choose the dogmatic layed out path there is really no chance of saving and they don’t even deserve this kind of knowledge. Nature is not christian. It punishes stupidity and cowardness with a useless life of suffering and darkness till a quick and silent vanishing in the abyss brings them away into nothingness. The majestic poem of TS Elliot portraits it beautifully:

The Hollow Men

Mistah Kurtz-he dead
A penny for the Old Guy


We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us-if at all-not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.


Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death’s dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind’s singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death’s dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat’s coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer-

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom


This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man’s hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death’s other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.


The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death’s twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.


Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o’clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

So in synthesis there is a primordial-symbolic way towards harmony and joy and a diabolic-disharmonic falling that brings to the emptiness and perishing of your soul. Primal or veganism? Freedom of choice is fundamental, we are here only for a certain kind of people. Will you choose to love nature and learn from her or attack her and challenge what created you with love? We want people who choose the hard truths over the soft lies and we will be glad to help your spirit walk on its unique and wonderful path by regaining the health of his physical vessel.

With heart,
Prodacle Armato

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