if i am what i eat, than i'm a welcomed compilation of just about every aisle in your local grocery stop... a picky eater, i am not... whether it swims in an ocean or grazes in a field, it has likely made it on my plate and been enjoyed...
when it comes to nourishment orientation i swing all ways -- and though i have no grudge towards those that favour vegetable variety only, i could never join their team... i've just never been able to justify denying myself of something i crave...
since my reading list is currently focused on everything coupland, i opted to watch fast food nation rather than flip the pages... although i'm sure the book would have a much more grotesque and grandiose impact on me, the film still did the trick... in utter horror, i witnessed a glimpse of slaughter houses and gained the unfortunate knowledge that a big mac comes with a side of manure... over all the years i haven't been naive, i've just never looked into it -- and now i feel guilty...
it's not just burger chains, it's the entire meat section of the grocery store that now leaves me with a sensation of disgust and remorse... i still believe it is completely natural to feast on all that makes my mouth salivate -- however the cruelty, disregard for employees and factory monopoly is something i've begun to grow an inner challenge against...
the truth hurts -- or in this case, leaves me with little appetite...
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the saying may go that "actions speak louder than words," but in my opinion words actually shout decibels above any move one could make... so expressive, interpretive and intense... all you need to find is a method to your madness to avoid rambling nonsense...
