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So this is the part where I'm supposed to lure you, the unsuspecting viewer, into a state of 'being interested' in me and what I do, or do not do, with bunches of arrogant babble and gobs of phony transcendent imagery type messages. Well, here it goes...
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You must understand, for a man whose tendencies favor absolute gluttony, the desire to consume and digest “edibles” of all varieties and forms controls not only his stomach and heart, but also his brain.
While his stomach labors as a receptacle for over-processed foodstuffs, within his brain the food for thought is prepared: seasoned by the imagination and painstakingly prepared. Grilled, steamed, broiled, poached, baked, and fried to perfection within the subconscious kitchen. A bouquet of special sauces is blended while the final preparations and garnishes are precisely arranged upon an irrational platter in anticipation of the imaginary cuisine; the meat of consumption for the shameless, yet discriminating, “second stomach”.
The salivating spirit devours the bounty of the skillfully composed cuisine, and the slow process of mental digestion begins. The essential nutrients are absorbed, the energy producing minerals churn, and the large lump of matter within his mind breaks into microscopic pieces of great science which further dissolve into a fluid momentum producing new matter.
