EAT.

what scientifically happens while eating? what heaven? I try to suggest that something else makes me happier than bowing down at the temple of my tyrannical tongue; its greedy army of buds and muscle--but I can't do it.  The creamy female of dairy, or the erotic hard-bellied scrub of sodium, or the crime scene of seared meat...

All the things I lust for can fit inside the inches of my jaw. All sins and all saintly deeds-- deep love mostly-- can manifest itself into morsels of earthly and manmade elements. Each of the bites grow into gods in the blood stream or devils in the liver

Is there anything worth doing besides the act of ingesting? What church; what worship!