

I am not fatThere is a mountain of food on my plate.I am not fat
Steep, sheer sides of mashed potato stretch up.
I feel giddy looking at the very heights of it.
Sitting in the centre of the bench,
The glaring light overwhelms me.
Here, I cannot hide, every crumb that I eat observed.
With my fork and knife, I cut a sliver of pork. I cut slowly, the light shining through a disc of meat,
As thin as me.
Fighting, fighting, waves of revulsion wash through me.
My hand lifts like an axe, I can smell the protein fragment. I will not think about the calories, I will not think about the fat


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It was infinite awareness. It heard every raindrop that had ever fallen, the first and last breaths that had ever been taken. At once, It was everywhere and everywhen, the world and the universe and beyond, from the beginning to the end of time. It was God.
A formless conciousness, threads of thought trailed lazily over eons as God drifted through a thousand existances. Its mind, vast and all encompassing, held the secrets of the stars, and there were no boundaries for It.
Then It changed. Without notice, without reason, suddenly the awareness became focused, drawn inexplicably towards a tiny spo
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