Tuesday, September 23, 2014


We are the material of habitual faltering.

Moving headlong into an abyss with no end in search of things that don't exist. Any bit of cognition we gain a grasp upon we hold momentarly before searching for more. Attempting to feed an appetite that knows not what it is to be satisfied. The beast that is man is the representative of the illogical.

The earth is but a tool of man for his molding and consumption. Do we stop to consider the purpose or meaning of the soil and land as it is or do we rush to form it into something that we deem to better suit ourselves. Within we are hollow and push that which resides around us into shapes to fit a hole that bears no shape itself. What foolish endeavors we toil.

Most appauling of all, the outlook and behavoir we exhibit towards those in our same circumstances. Molding and twisting, binding to each other and shredding away at what is already there. If ever our eyes were to be exchanged and see the fate befall ourselves, would we remorse? What Ego, What obsession, What Madness is man.

Chaos sealed into meat and bone.

Monday, September 15, 2014


Being a cannibal is a pecular thing.

You find yourself in a world of food constantly tempting and beckoning to you. You look around and see all these.. meals.. just running around and you can't help but wonder how they would taste and what side dishes and wine or liqour might compliment them best.

No one really thinks about it, but people are red meat. This usually means pairing with a red wine when enjoying the best cuts. When partaking of the ribs or barbecueing, one might watch the game and opt for a beer instead. It all depends on situation, preparation and setting.

I digress, back to what makes it so very strange. It is surprising to find that it is much more difficult to hunt down and kill a cow with your bare hands than it is a human. Cattle know to run, people are quite oblivious to such threats. Another perk to the palate.

There are draw backs to the appetite, it becomes difficult to maintain a social life when talking to food. How could something considered platable be good company and even if one were to consider it good company, how do you avoid thinking about consumption? How long could one talk to a tantalizing steak and truly enjoy the conversation?

It's an interesting life choice and unlike being a vegan or the like, it's not something you can just opt out of later. It changes you and you never see the world in the same light. Even just trying it, you never forget your first meal.