Imagine....Imagine.... by growinluvhandles
Imagine . . . a world where we could all be this fat and happy! Where everyone could be satisfied and comfortable just letting it all hang out. All our love and all our creativity would be fostered and would bloom.
No one would have any desire to fight or be better than anyone else. A place full of curiosity and wonder. Where we wouldn't have anything to worry about, no prejudice, no hunger, no unmet need or desire.
I picture a heaven on earth. A place where we could all be comfortable enough with who we are that we wouldn't let anyone put us down. Where no one would want to put us down. A place where we could enjoy life to the fullest!
Can you believe what a joyous place this would be? World peace would be here, and we could all just sit around, eating, cooking, writing poetry, singing, painting, dancing . . .
And we could spend our days enjoying being with each other -- enjoying each others' inner and outer beauty and all the wonders of this earth....
Open: A Pastry Lust VignetteI shouldn't walk this way to work. I know it's dangerous to my health. But still, I am tempted by my demons to live dangerously.Open: A Pastry Lust Vignette by growinluvhandles
The scent fills my nostrils, the aroma I suck into my lungs deeply, as I turn the corner and see the bakery sign flashing in the window above a stylized neon coffee cup with blue steam shining above it. And then, my favorite sign above the door.
"Open." My nostrils feel like they flair as I view the donuts and pastries which the baker is putting on display in the window.
"Open." I open my senses to the smells and the sights of such delicious goodies.
"Open." I shouldn't open. Walk on, I tell my legs, but my thick thighs don't obey. Don't stop, please, don't stop, I tell them. Don't slow your pace.
"Open." Oh my, that delicious bakery smell of fresh bread and sweet pastries, donuts, cinnamon, chocolate, fruit fillings and rising, expanding dough. I look down at my midsection to see that I am quite doughy as well, that my belly is expanding, hanging ove
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