Eres que comes

Protien, that which is the basic building blocks of life, the material that the body is made of, becomes stamped, it carries a signature of the protiens that are consumed to reinforce it. each protien carries it's own signature. so were i to eat a cow, the signature from that protien would be marked on the protiens of my body. what i eat, changes me. i am what i eat. so are You. if i get out my micro-scopic vision and look at Your protiens am i going to find millions of little golden arches? that red pig-tailed Wendy stamped on the building blocks of Your very being? and i'm sure it's not restricted to food. what ideas are You consuming? what abstract notions imprint themselves on Your very being? what shit are You being fed? and are You eating it? do You gag, like a mule smuggling heroin supositories, but swallow anyway? have You any inkling that by swallowing the garbage that people feed You, You become nothing more than garbage Yourself. GATORADE. What Garbage is in You?