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I dont play the game where I choose between the Whopper and the Big Mac, I like what I like. I have the appetitie for it and I am right on cue. I am doing what I was meant to do, what I was born to do. I have to find what is real or at least what is real to me.
I dont choose because I dont want the veil of illusion. I want the choice to be pure. It should be fluid like poking a marshmallow, it bends to my finger and I still find it completely satisfying.
I dont like brussel sprouts but I have never seen someone trying to get me to make a choice between it and something else. Illusion and then what I really want. So if you ask me to choose between the Whopper and a Big Mac,
I want a marshmallow.
