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You Are What You Eat…And Read by Mark Hatmaker

  [Non-Fighty. Skippable. Consider this one a sibling of the prior offerings… Recreational Reading as a Laboratory for Honor & Warrior Poets & Ethical Rhymers. ] This essay’s metaphor only goes so far. We are not literally what we eat. If I eat an entire bag of cheese-puffs, beyond fluorescing fingertips, I do not become a friable bit of dubious cheese dust. I do, of course, receive what nourishment is to be had from the consumption of these orange curiosities. So, I am what I eat in the sense of nourishing value. We are also not what we read until it has been digested and turned into fuel. Say I read every book on competitive swimming shelved in the Library of Congress, or every fight tome or “Can Do/Rangers All the Way!” bit of puffery also housed there… The mere reading of this material does less for me than the consumption of my bag of Cheetos. While my cheese snacks may not be optimum fuel, they will still be used to fire the chemical processes within.
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