If I could eat everything…
Would I? Would I eat it all? Would I be the ultimate omnivore? Would you, would he, would she?
Pie and cake? Truffles and caviar?
Would I devour pebbles, boulders, even mountains? Cats and dogs? Dogs and cats? Cows and sheep and fish and chickens? Whales and dolphins too?
Would I cure my thirst with rivers or oceans?
How about metal, would I eat greased-up tractor parts? Buildings, skyscrapers, battleships?
How long would it take to eat it all? A day? A week?
A lifetime.
An insatiable hunger by definition couldn’t be satisfied. Not in a day. Not in a week. Not ever. It couldn’t be satisfied with a giant meal. It couldn’t be satisified with a day long binge. It would never end. The devouring wouldn’t end with a mountain. It wouldn’t end with a planet, or a galaxy of planets. The hunger, let’s be honest, might only end when it devoured itself. The binge eating might only find conclusion with the devourer eating herself.
If I could eat everything…
Would I consume my own self?