Whiskey Tasting

Getting to love whiskey (... or ... fill in the gap) 
happens when the narrative of tasting it
is indistinguishable from the recursive tongue/tasting 
of the narratives and idea/objects of my various brains
left/right, un/conscious, human/reptilian (add to taste ...) 

What a fea(s)t whisky is! 

(Add a picture of a peach-tree here, if you've seen a good one lately ... )

Chorus: I don't know any philosophy [roy]  (de capo). 

Note: this needs to be read along with the last few posts in this discussion in Modpo2013