We are living in a vegetarian word, and I am vegetarian girl. Okay, so I borrowed a little from the Material Girl, but I don't think she'll have too many issues with it. Veggie life can be a wonderful, tasty thing, especially when it is shared. This is a glimpse into the life of one such veggie girl and to all the things that it does not mean one must have to go without.
Showing posts with label Pythagoras. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pythagoras. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Hello Again.
It's another day, eating on the run and trying to keep up at the theater, and trying to get a 33 person cast into costumes (multiple costumes in most cases).

In the Words of Plutarch: "Can you really ask what reason Pythagoras had for abstaining from flesh? For my part I rather wonder both by what accident and in what state of soul or mind the first man did so, touched his mouth to gore and brought his lips to the flesh of a dead creature, he who set forth tables of dead, stale bodies and ventured to call food and nourishment the parts that had a little before bellowed and cried, moved and lived. How could his eyes endure the slaughter when throats were slit and hides flayed and limbs torn from limb? How could his nose endure the stench? How was it that the pollution did not turn away his taste, which made contact with the sores of others and sucked juices and serums from mortal wounds?"
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cartoon,
dead,
first man,
flesh,
Frank and Ernest,
Plutarch,
Pythagoras,
theater
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