on the balcony: Pasturized for Your Safety

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Pasturized for Your Safety

I don't understand why people eat such terrible food. I don't understand it and I myself have done it for years. Funky toaster waffles for breakfast...McDonalds for lunch....the occaisional 2am Taco Bell run, or perhaps Carl's Jr...
My life was permeated with big red shiney Safeway apples and little round golden chucken nuggets galore...but until I started eating organic, I never knew how much I was missing. Have you ever seen an organic strawberry before? Talk about a gem...they actually shimmer when the sun shines on them. What on earth are we doing to ourselves?

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"Oh!" said the boy, "teach us to sing and dance and laugh and cry. Weve tried to survive so long on money and sex and envy and real estate and football and basketball and automobiles and television and alcohol, on sawdust and broken glass!" "Open your eyes!" said the man. "Do I look like a dancer, a singer, a man of joy?" "Open your eyes!" said the man. "Would a man nourished by beauty look like this? You have nothing but desolation and desparation here, you say? I bring you more of the same!" "My eyes are open!" said the boy, "and I see exactly what I expect to see. I see a man who is terribly wounded, because he has dared to pass through the fires of truth to the other side, which we have never seen. And then he has come back again, to tell us about the other side."

on the balcony

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Pasturized for Your Safety

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