Are calories the cosmic currency?
I’m not much of an econ major, boring, but what I do know is that calories go into me and calories go out of me (via my feces). I demand calories, and I supply calories (via my feces) to sewer animals and likewise. And if you think about it life is just one big hunt for precious calories. We eat and we have sex, and we only have sex because A. we need something to do when we’re not eating or searching for calories, and B. we want offspring to fill the void in our empty lives that can’t be filled by eating or searching for calories. I go to my draining office job every day because I need calories, and I legally must provide calories to my beloved children but mostly to my ex-wife with custody. Cigarettes don’t contain calories, Tina. I was thinking this all up yesterday as I was looking at my little dog licking the cupboards for some reason. I realized he’s licking them because they don’t get cleaned and he senses the lingering calories on them. I envy his simple life. He is a vacant automaton forever hunting for calories, same as I, but his calorie hunt is so much simpler. His day is to sleep and build up energy for his calorie search, to search for any traces of peanut butter or crumbs or dirt that might contain calories, and then to come to me for cuddles in the evening. I want all the same basic things but unlike him I’ve got a shitty job and a bitch ex-wife and his cuddles, while nice, don’t fill the void. So I try to fill it with calories, but not all the calories on Earth can fill it. Yet underlying all of this is the cosmic currency: calories. Look at squirrels. Empty. Soulless machines searching only for calories. Everything else that exists just prevents you from dying on your calorie quest. Every animal just exists to consume calories. Disgusting.
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