Pleasure is when love and its object meet.
To love is to eat.
To love is to give oneself to be eaten. (p.84)
The Latin languages preserve an intuition which seems to be absent from English. Their words for ‘knowledge’ and ‘taste’ come from the same root. Sapere, in Latin, means both to ‘know’ and to ‘have flavour’. In my language, saber – to know, and sabor taste. Eating and knowing have the same origin. To know something is to feel its taste, what it does to my body. Reality is not rawness, the ‘things-in-themselves’. Reality is the result of the alchemic transformation by fire, the food which is taken inside my body. (p.85-86)
The dead man: the raw.
But it was transformed by the fire of the villagers’ imagination.
And they, themselves, were resurrected by participating in the anthropophagic ritual…
The body is a kitchen.
Without the fire that burns inside,
the fire of hunger,
desire,
longing,
imagination
there cannot be any hope of resurrection, because we are what we eat. (p.87)
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We are what we eat. Careful what you eat or put in side of you. The Jews are very careful about not eating pig. It is in the Torah and Bible in the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy. Going back to the Book of Genesis it says “every green herb you may take as your food.”
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