WHEN I EAT THIS STEAK, IT WILL BE FOREVER

When I eat this steak, it will be forever. Time will slow down to an immeasurable crawl and loop like one of those videos of Arnold Schwarzenegger biting a carrot. We will be joined, me and the steak, by my pink tongue and all it's capillaries, alert and at attention, feeling the blood and the flesh and the mustard pressing down onto them. My eyes will roll back and stay there. It will be the moment of glory, truth, reckoning, and all that shit.