Optical Mastication
If ever I was to eat a place, it would be Australia.
Looking over this space, the line between eye and mouth becomes blurred.
Vibrancy and warmth of this level has many a health benefit.
The potency of the sun, complementing the land like a golden wine, it warms the stomach as it sinks in, providing vigor and fire.
Yellow cleanses the palate, preparing it for a taste sensation.
The greens grow greener by drinking deeply of this solar tonic.
They have their own fire that they exhibit by being their best green selves.
The trees glitter.
Leaves grow broad, stretching in every which way, increasing the size of their glass.
Even the water has its own green song to sing.
Chewing is not necessary!
This delicacy evaporates into a vapor as it hits your tongue.
It sits and condenses on the roof of your mouth before finally dripping down your throat, readily absorbed by the heart.
It pushes it up!
It helps you hold your chest high towards the sun, this liquid vapor.
Plants, and other greens for that matter, are notorious instigators when it comes to their favorite drink.
This is all done playfully of course, creating lightness and ease.
Blue pairs well with green!
Serving the two together brings out flavors that may otherwise have gone unseen.
Blue hangs over head and is dotted down below.
Little effort is required to make its flavor known.
It adds texture, it helps all frequencies of vibrancy radiate further then they ever could alone.
When blue is consumed in this concentration, after its smooth buttery texture has been turned over a few times throughout the optical mastication, you can’t help but notice your voice.
You want to exclaim!
Entertain!
Sensationally sustained your skin is no longer sufficient to contain the radiant nature of your vibrations.
Sound ricochets out of your throat, not words, SOUND! Pure and blue.
This is a sign that the dish was correctly prepared.
The red.
Beefy.
Meaty.
Rich.
Big bites.
Chew.
Chunk.
Mash.
It finally dissolves into a warm syrup as you swallow, coating and clinging to your ribs as it slides down to pool at the base of the spine.
It’s warm and weighty.
It helps hold you up!
Strength emanates from those who take big mango sized bites of this royal fleshy photon pleasure bomb!
Orange weaves and flows over and under, not as readily detectable.
Its electric current zaps its way through your skin.
It chains and links and discharges from high to low, tickling the navel as it goes.
Light and playful buzzing accumulates on your hip tips.
The buzzing continues to build and pulse on these bony perches before finally shooting inwards, colliding, dancing and swelling, creating vibrations inside the sacred sacral bowl.
Buzz buzz BUUzzzZZZzzzZZZZZZZThe zips and zooz grow in this sensitive area until it finally is ready to floooooooooow, drip, and ZAP its way through you.
It climbs the body until you feel the pulse in your tongue where all flavor is now accentuated and punctuated.
The color weaves and integrates with your cells.
You are orange.
Indigo.
Solemn.
Not much to say.
But flavor.
My the flavor!
You eat full the flowers.
Your mouth fills.
The petals lay soft on your tongue.
They mash into a paste that coats your teeth.
You smile so all can see.
Everyone laughs true!
Eating indigo isn’t much like eating.
It doesn’t digest.
But it will sit with you for as long as you need.
The residue of your partnership is what stays when the color itself leaves.
Your forehead relaxes.
White.
Delicate.
Beautiful fragility.
Only when the meal is consumed in its entirety does the true nature of white and the health benefits it holds become clear.
The green vapors swell and pulse with the vibrating blue, carried by the orange current they press and mix, incorporating themselves with the red syrup.
The brew is burned up as an offering, lit by that sparking fire made by the fermented juice of the surya berry.
The smoke rises and mixes with the essence and recognition of the indigo.
Pure white!
Fragrance.
Pure light!
Your head is a wreath.
Your eyes sit warm in their sockets.
MmmmmmmmmMMM Australia!
You have found the flavor and you have tasted it.
My! Look at your complexion!
You are radiant!
You are beautiful!
You are what you eat.
You are a beacon of color, consuming and being consumed.
Forever a meal and always hungry.