What's cookin'?

(some random thoughts while staying up ALL NIGHT for a two-item exam(!) haha kiddin')

What’s for breakfast, lunch or dinner? Hmmm… ordinary, everyday question. So I post: where do my breakfast, lunch and dinner go?

*POT THINK*

Come to think of it, I eat a whooOOOole lot. Yes, it’s an understatement! By the way, I eat a whole “subdivision” of foods, too. Dang! Such a record-holding appetite. How come I’m this lean or thin?


So I munched. And thought. And munched some more. I inoculated brainstorms in my amegdala and oblongatas. Haha. And I munched a whole lot more of course.

Then I hypothesized; perhaps, there’s this portal that is housed in my tummy. And, maybe, the lots and subdivisions of food that I swallow down my digestive are introduced to another dimension the moment they touch this so-called “portal.”

I theorized that it is a gate which leads to Africa to feed the sick. It also leads to outer space where my “trash” is “their” treasure. Hmmm… or to the esteros of the metro where hungry families are dumped on top of the other.

I therefore conclude that I shall not care about my weight, wallet or liver. It would be too selfish to act so.

I therefore resolve that I shall eat a whole lot, or subdivision or “village” more of food to help the hungry, the sick, and the needy.

Eating (compulsive overeating without binging at that!) will comfort my neighbors. Eating will ease my soul.

P.S. What’s for merienda? Do martians, Africans, and estero mutants eat isaw, dirty ice cream, halo-halo, junk food, fishballs, sio-mai, kikiam, blah?

How about… fetuses?! (^^,)v