Maybe Tycho is a lion

Hahaha @masukuma. I've been hesitant of having someone for dinner; but behold someone is knocking at the door, shall I open and invite him for dinner?

@butterflyke, you've shared with me some movies. Let me recommend a book in compensation, for I read more than I watch movies. 'Love's body' - Norman Brown.

'Murder is mistaken suicide, and suicide, mistaken identity. True identity is transubstantiation, not sublimation'.

I can now eat and be eaten. And alas I can eat all without discrimination, and any can partake of me.

Am saved from the fate of the American psycho.

My libido has been rising, but sexual ideas I've grown with have become increasingly distasteful. To eat a woman, or to watch the woman being eaten by me has turned out to be a sordid affair. Do you know why?

The competition within, from deep in the Psyche is sickening. The union prescribed is like a smoke screen. I've been wishing to annihilate and not to be annihilated. Same for the woman/women I've eaten. It's a matter of indigestion, a sweaty affair.

Think of DSK, shoving his penis into the woman's bottom despite her whimper, as he tries 'to save the world'. Sordid, isn't it?

But what of the Samaritan woman and the Christ? Oh! What 'vibes'!

I vouch, few can know what madness is. . .

Tempt Karma not Tragedy would be you get 'eaten' first. Worse off you may discover that you actually enjoyed the sweaty affair of the eater...Daeeemnn!!