Great banquet

Life is a great banquet.

To taste and hunt for a smile of gratification from our nature’s lips. But how often is the praise for delicious paired with good?

Native certainty, in the heart of life, is steeped in the warping-sauce of urges, giving wholesome discernment a crooked look. 

To make it harder, much on offer is, manufactured to replace the virtues of nature by the vices of commerce. The candid and unforced impulse of life, is stifled and twisted. Afflicted with dual-duplicity, that opens doors to values, whetting the mouth for zests. All that maybe relieved, but usually as fabricated needs, by way of trumped-up delights that leaves simple delights untouched. 

As descent into lack of discernment we make, the glory of vibrant life dims. When asked what good is there and what choices to make, shoulders raise shrugged and suggestions butter up with doubt. It invites flimsy decisions and a perpetual squabble, between one choice and its opposite, to lay claim. With growing rejection-heaps outback. That leads via a monotonous path, to a restricted settlement that tarnishes health and sanity of living by its tyrannical cursed chasing, chasing away joy, chasing of valid choices and much that is sensible, healthy and good as choice. Leaving a tired fiction full mind, as unquestioned ignorance. 

Choices need to be convinced and enlightened, placed in a context, that is not dangerous commerce, as suffering’s cause. But an unambiguous face of health, its present, individual status, the balance of things, including disquieting influences preying on our body as part of living duties, alarm in the air, threats invisible, and ominous. The efforts exerted to deal with all. 

Nothing is stable, all is full of accommodating or menacing energies in constant flux. Must we therefore not approach diet in a way to arm ourselves with what is helpful? 

All food leaves an energy footprint that either helps or hastens the moment on, by dangerous change. 

Discernments of the very face of our food and food choices made, are to be freed from all that holds us by a calamitous gaze and dictates of general good for all.

A universal charming sweetness, cake for all, or else be battered, is nothing but the author of decline that ensnares by uniformity as smothering shelter of welfare.