Hunger begs for dessert when satiated. But steak is better for those emaciated. The choice lingers twixt meat and sweet. Which will satisfy?

Give each day to carnality? Sup each day healthily? The cake or the steak? That decision will rule life.

Sacrifice for the pleasure. The flesh is but momentary. The figure–fleeting. Physical form is not final. Lusty, diamond-dipped bands of frosted gold.

Live a wholesome life. The spirit craves meat. The spirit is eternal, unextinguishable– Fire beyond the ash. Hearty, energizing whispers of love and joy.

What will you dine on this day? Given a single choice a euphoric burst of creamy delight or a dripping steak, thick and moist?