It’s back to work for me. After 2 years of surfing and sleeping and being outdoors, I accidentally got a full-time job.
Interesting how coffee alone no longer is an antidote it seems, nary enough to treat the symptoms of exposure to bureaucracy.
So I picked up a chocolate bar … Raw, Organic, Handmade then on the back of the recycled cardboard package (straight away the package should be a warning)… “Vegan. No dairy. No soy. Gluten free. No refined sugar” Package printed with vegetable inks.
Cacao; maple syrup; hazelnuts; coconut oil; coconut milk; carob; cinnamon; sea salt.
21g carbohydrate in 100g. 10g ‘sugars’ in 100g. Serving size is 45g. The Devil holds the hand of the angel.
I held this thing in my hand and realised that “chocolate” is processed food. Something made by mixing ingredients; a confection. Its sum is much greater than its parts.
Chocolate seems to have a free pass, an “Access all areas” lanyard, a slinky unseen assassin. It’s a sneaky beach.
I had never consciously (mindfully) made the link before. This post may just be a personal revelation. But I see it in these forums, an acceptance, a cognitive dissonance.
Do we humans have a chocolate coloured psychological blind spot?