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I was in it. I was living it.
A chef who can’t eat – for vanity sake. What? The greatest chef in the world – ever, hopefully not for – ever – though – the world needs better when it evolves, not worse – and we all intuitively know that evolve means move, which means change.
God, bad or indifferent – everything moves, even thoughts. Nothing dies and stays dead. We don’t even know what dead means except we aren’t going to be seeing you any more – not in the flesh and blood realm anyway.
WE WERE FOOD. That’s it. All the organisms within, on and outside of us feasted 24/7. We were the HOST. Then we became the GHOST.
now what? what next?
come back and continue the carnage?
or start from here
I said God. I didn’t say good.