OR.... It could just be very strong hallucinations brought on by STARVATION.
Oh Sean, as if she hadn't already thought of that:
Perhaps all won't sense these food energies/spirits during a fast. Sensing them meant that the food simply came to mind for a few minutes. I believe that this may in many cases be mistaken for hunger. When a person senses the detox of a food eaten long ago, and mistakes this 'thinking of a food' for hunger and wants to eat this particular food.
Every time I fast, I get a very strong and specific feeling of the spirit of a bagel with all the trimmings. Occasionally, this makes it hard to maintain my focus through Yom Kippur services.
I don't see enough chocolate in that chocolate cake to make up for the lime.
Well, allegedly it doesn't taste like hazelnut or lime, but instead like chocolate cake.
How this happens, I do not know. It's supposed to be some strange slight-of-hand of the tastebuds. I am
intrigued
to try it.
It's that same type of liquor alchemy where vanilla schnapps and cranberry juice tastes like cherry cheesecake.
It's like the mock apple pie made with Ritz crackers. [link]
I'm looking for the liquor alchemy that makes Early Times taste like Basil Hayden.
Yeah, good luck with that.
Unless the secret is lots and lots of Early Times. That eighth or ninth glass is probably pretty damn smooth.
I've tried the lots and lots theory. There are two problems: I want to drink lots of Basil Hayden more than I want to drink lots of Early Times and the Early Times never gets any smoother. I just care less.
So. There's a leftists meeting in my campus in 25 minutes, of this group. At first, as much as I support this kind of activities, it was pretty much clear to me that I won't be there. Politics is something very tricky, especially on campus, and also, yours truly feels like she's doing enough (well, not "enough" enough, but within reasonable life stuff) for goals like this. Also, going there just to hear horror stories that will break my heart seemed pointless. Also, although I served in IDF, I wasn't on any combat duty.
But something in me tells me I should go, anyway. I'll give it a try, but dammit, that's gonna be so weird. I hope not too weird. But I'm just so disgust with the current racism in Israel, that I feel like I need to hear saner people. Just not so sure how sane they'll be.