25 September 2008

feelings? y/n

do you think wasted (unused) food has emotional feelings?

For instance, the creamer I forgot to use today....he got to a point where he got old and I had to throw him away....is he sad because he wasn't used for what he was put on this Earth for? Does that crush him that his purpose wasn't achieved?

Or is it the opposite - that now he is in my waste container and NOT in my intestines.....which I can imagine is quite scary itself.....does he really win this battle?

1 comment:

ReqSpex1980 said...

If the creamer were an emotional being, I don't think it's disappointed. Maybe it was at first - initally confused as to what happened.

He was probably shocked.

Up until that point his reason was but one thing - dissolve into coffee to lighten color and dull bitterness.... and eventually be digested.

He can't read the date on his head. And while he was aware the liquid substance inside of him was turning into more of a butter - he had no idea what that meant.

So yeah - sitting there, in the trash can looking up at you - he was probably sad that he failed. Maybe even a little mad at you for stealing his one purpose.

But after some denial and rediculous theories (i.e. the trashcan is going to be used as a coffee mug today, etc.) - he bent his mind around things he could possibly do. What now? What's next?

He almost lost control of his overwhelmed mind.

That's when it dawned on him. There wasn't even the possibility of a "next". Just waiting to carry out that one mission, while the possibility of ANYTHING else never corssed his mind.

His misssion can be anything now. He could guard the apple core next to him in the trash can. Maybe give advice to passerbys. Then a delightful thought...

...why even HAVE a mission...

So he laid there, for the first time in his life just looking around, taking in and admiring everything. Things that were once irrelevant/ignored before with his tunnel visioned mission, he now found beautiful and stared at for hours. The orderly ceiling tiles above. The way the cheeseburger wrapper crinkled. An ink blot from a leaky pen shaped like Flacor the Luck Dragon.



Oh I think he won this battle Gener