Consume

You are surrounded by such beauty. Your instinct kicks in, you desire to claim it, to make it part of you. You are what you eat. If you can just take it, make it, become it, have it…

But a cut flower wilts. The beauty is transformed by your all consuming digestion into everlasting excreta.

Transforming everything desirable into self, you carve a path of destruction, and leave a fertile trail of waste in your wake.

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