Going to THE-PLACE-WHERE-THE-SEAS-ARE-MADE-OF-MILK. Traveling there today and licking my lips as I travel. I am looking forward to seeing an entire lake or ocean body of water made completely out of pure white mother's delicious mammary gland MILK. Milk, what about it is so attractive, why do we make sure that we always have a container of milk in our fridge?
Milk, smooth creamy milk, bubbly as it has just been stirred and poured, milk moustaches, the taste of one's mother's breasts on your lips, in one's mother's arms breastfeeding, milk pouring and dripping, arms wrapped around your body as you are covered in a blanket and cradled in your mother's milky white caring feeding soft and warm arms.
Milk, the first beverage you ever drank as an infant. Hot milk formulas warmed up in baby's bottles, dripped on mother's wrist to make sure it is just exactly the right temperature. Never being without your bottle, always pressing it into your little thirsty mouth, sucking on it, squeezing it, biting on it.
Cow's milk, goat's milk, mother's milk, a liquid thick fluid with nutrients one needs to survive, a waste product, but filled with vitamin D and calcium, etc.
A drink of G-d's, but not intoxicating, instead nourishing, a full glass of whiteness, from a cow's udder, not to be mixed with meat. "Do not boil a kid in its mother's milk." Milk to be treated as holy as manna and never mixed with meats, waiting at least 4 hours and consuming meat and milk separately, upholding and honoring the Commandment to keep milk, mother's milk pure and untainted--to respect a mother's relationship with her kid.
MILK--whiteness, holiness, a mouthful of sincere complete powerful pure pleasure.
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