The Good place

How The Digestive System Works

First things first.
What's being fed?

It could be garden variety.
Complementary on your beauty.
Something simple,
Mentioning your dimple.
Calling you legendary.
Because of your itinerary.
Documents of provenance.
Proofs of your patience.

Complements come in all kinds of size, shape, colour, taste and,
reason.

For the uninitiated,
please learn the art of Transfiguration
into a cow.
Mastication is an important process.
You literally squeeze the valuation into pulp.
Or the evaluator, whichever helps.

Exploit-laden compliments are like chewing gums.
Swallowing them can kill you,
or give you pseudo-fact based childhood trauma.

The food pipe is an interesting organ.
Gives us an impression of an unending road.
Maybe a little more time, but no.
Once it's in, there's no coming back.

The following interactions are solely for training and quality purposes:

Strong acidic bile from the liver.
Bitter truth serum for self-actualization.

Breaking apart a compliment is a taxing task.
So much so that you lose grip over rationality.
Fortunately, the tummy maintains a lining against the "evergreen" corrosion.
Our diary literally saves us from digesting ourselves.

This is the part where you give up.

Building blocks of collective consciousness,
like Legos inside your belly.
"When all you have is knowledge then all you need is time."
The intestines are here to take you for a long ride.
This is the part where you linger.
Learn to live with the best feeling in the world.

Now lose it, let it go!

No, seriously! Your mind is a vessel.
Only so much of shit it can handle.
Look at you, you won’t even move.
Stagnant just ‘cause you couldn't move on.

Really want to splash the wall?
Try colours, not your insides.

You've lived, ran, killed even slept
with a chunk of the sun inside.
It's morning now.
Time to take a dump.