I know that’s spoiling all the fun a little as we szs are really into food in a big way. The promise of food is an important step to feeling a sense of security.
I was talking to someone a couple weeks ago and said I am tired of living for food and shelter. I need my hobbies.
Man is a spiritual being and sometimes more food just doesn’t cut it.
My body is well fed with food but my soul is starving for some fun.
I’ve been raised in the spirit of “we eat in order to live” which is the opposite of “we live for eating”.
For much of our existence as a species, securing food was central to everyday activities. And the notion of food waste didn’t exist back then.
Nowadays we’ve got like a million different ways to prepare meals, we blog, post and brag about it all the time.
At the end of the day, we could survive on bread, water and a multivitamin pill. The rest is just us chasing bodily sensations (taste, texture, odor).
There is no higher calling than to do this.
Nope! We need more than that.
- What does happiness mean to you?
- To eat.
- Oh, I was expecting something more… spiritual.
- To eat with all my heart!
My happiness depends on many things. Both food and spirituality are a part of it.
Food is spiritual.
Next question?
I would hate to live without . The staff of life. The gum binds everything together. The reason why my Bella is so big.
It is a testament to the meals that have gone before it.
I get it, I have bread and I am still alone.
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate my macaroni and cheese while she was standing outside in the rain.
I can have any relationship I choose with food. I can love it, I can be indifferent to it or even repulsed by it, it doesn’t really matter to me, it’s all just something I tweak depending on my goals and self-expression. Sometimes I really feel like I am the living embodiment of the type of unlife “Man doesn’t live by bread alone” talks about.
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