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Aristotle said, "Every practical pursuit or undertaking seems to aim at some good." This is now supported by modern brain science and biology. We are wired for love and cooperation. And so the task of the greedy is to subvert the natural wiring and reward systems, to fool others into a belief that their ends and purpose is the "good" and maintain that myth at all and any cost to others in a clandestine manner. Simply put, the celebrities are your chains and your blindfolds too. Money is your blinkers, your spiritual noose. Your vice addictions so well supplied are thirty pieces of silver. And for that fleeting glee, of joining and pleasing the "masters," you sell yourself and your children too.

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Frank sees the apple, but just from the corner of his eye. He doesn't need to turn his head to know it's there and really it's best if he doesn't. He can see that the skin is mottled red and green, that it is plump like the ones he saw in those story books his mother used to read. Finding an excuse to walk closer he picks up a box and saunters to the shelving on the other side. It's fresh from the tree, any fool can tell that. It still has green leaves that show no sign of wilting. He feels the saliva pool in his mouth. What does Mr Darcy want with an apple anyway? They're almost priceless now. He imagines the money in his pocket, sweet. He just has to get the old man out of the room, just for a moment. Easy money. He started spending it in his head, and it was only an apple after all.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 11, 2015.
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He ate rapidly, stuffing his mouth too full.

By descriptionari, June 30, 2012.

Found in Aaron's Rod, authored by D. H. Lawrence.

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The buffet had been laid out and I was just in eyesight, eyeing up all the different foods and resisting the urge to push through the queue of people in order to reach my selection. The closer I got, the slower the queue seemed to go, and by the time I could fill up my plate I ended up hating the person in front of me. I cleverly devised a way to pile up my plate so I could fit all the foods on one plate, though I knew I would be heading back for seconds, and carefully walked to my table. I stuffed my face, with very few breaths in between mouthfuls, much to the dismay of my family, who sat staring at me, along with others sitting near us. After many more plate-fulls I began to regret all that I had eaten and my greediness which compelled me to eat all that I had.

By addymay007, March 30, 2015.