13.8.09

As Or Like Us

Who can bring you a green onion, yellow--dare I say sweet vidalia--onion, and we got that purp--red onion.

Onions make you cry because they have a soul. The slice of an onion, like the slice into any living being, promotes pain. Depending on the depth of the incision, and the threshold of the victim, tears can be drawn. That sounds creepy but bear with. When others die we cry for them, or for us, but in both instances we cry because of pain.


Onions are also blind. Some may say they don’t have eyes but if that were true they wouldn’t cry. But they do cry. Onions tears cannot be seen, simply because we don’t know where onion eyes are. If we knew we would see them cry. But people don’t believe in the onion so the onion strikes back.


Moral guilt is the game played. The unseen tears of an onion are manifested into the tears we cry when we cut them. As we puncture the skin of an onion, and subsequently its soul, we punctured our own as well. Self-inflicted pain is the worse kind of pain.

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