Yi Sang Eating Breakfast

Yi Sang

Is this sustenance or merely an illusion of nourishment?

Yi Sang

Perhaps each grain holds a universe, waiting to be consumed.

Yi Sang

To eat is to destroy worlds. To abstain is to deny existence.

Yi Sang

(How fitting for a Sinner like me.)

Yi Sang

Breakfast: a mundane apocalypse. How unexpectedly filling.

Yi Sang

I wonder what philosophical conundrums lunch will bring?