The Lion Diet, And Cleverness In Human Beings

I gotta do a cleanse and, to that end, am about 14 hours without having eaten, right now. Except coffee and kratom which aren't enough to kick one out of autophagy nor enough carbs to violate the keto diet..

Maybe we all should do the Lion diet for like 10 days, as if we all just killed a beast and ate off it, as a community, until it was gone.

Towards the tail end of the feast (no pun) we would be eating the least popular portions of the beast, which I guess would be the eyeballs, testicles and...the tail?

 

Using this as a model, we would consume only meat and salt for 10 days; and then supplement with 3 or 4 days of highly diverse foods, like maybe yucca root, sushi and durian fruit only, for a few days.

Then it would be time for a 3 day water fast.

 
So, there's 17 days of each month covered.

 

"That Game Wasn't Playing!" 

 

And, before eating while on the lion diet, one should probably exercise intensely to simulate the "win or die" battle that was fought against the monstrosity.

 

It was probably an artifact of this same primordial dance unfolding in the form of the fight that invariably breaks out in the Duval County jail, which I have witnessed first hand, whenever chicken is served as the dinner.

 

As soon as some portal opened and the scent of the roasted bird found its way into the nostrils of the cell block, there would instantly be at least two niggas fighting.

"I said the bet was the dinner tray 'UNLESS IT'S CHICKEN!' You need to unplug yo ears for real, dog.."

 

One might surmise this to be the young men preparing their bodies for optimal chicken digestion, by using the other inmate as, say, a stand-in saber toothed tiger; getting the adrenaline flowing and maybe even sustaining an injury, putting the body into healing and repair mode.

 

*note: I was able to eventually figure out that the fight was always a ploy: 

As the officers are rushing in to break up the fight, they are also barking: "Everyone in your cells!!"

Then, everyone thus situated, can eat their chicken in peace along with just their cellmates, with the guy that won it from you playing Spades, locked safely away in his own cell. One can even claim they had had every intention of paying up, but couldn't, because of the fight...

The fight would be between two men, one of whom might be yelling something to the effect of: "I didn't know it was going to be chicken, man, or I wouldn't have bet my tray!!" in between getting hit in the face.

 

The fight might even be staged between a couple inmates who each owed their dinner trays, and saw throwing a bunch of fake punches at each other as a way to a delicious baked chicken dinner.. Very clever, human beings...