Zeze Zee, Zebdias, Zebodie, Zebdias, zeb Zebdias, Zebodias can Under. Zebediah Atwell felt slightly confused about his carnivorous appetite. He'd grown up as a meat eater, and as a matter of fact, when he was a child, he'd been taught just to eat whatever had been put on the plate in front of him. His parents had even frequently used some dumb old song lyrics from some dumb old band as a way to encourage him to eat up all his dinner. How can you have any pudding if you don't eat Jimmy, Zebadiah couldn't remember the name of the band, although he thought it may have been something like Pink Zeppelin or something like that. These days, however, all of these many years later, Zebadiah was a grown man, and apart from deciding that he didn't even like pudding, he was beginning to question his own personal morality in regard to the practice of devouring other species of animals. Zebediah wasn't too sure, but he often pondered whether human beings were just a clever sort of animals who were the apex predators on this pristine little world which according to all of the experts, was the third planet out from the sun. Zebediah also pondered just because humanity sat on top of the food chain, whether or not, had made it right to eat any and all of those other species upon the rungs underneath. The trouble was as Zebediah also loved hamburgers and ribs, ohd steaks and beef, lasagna and hot dogs and pepperoni, pizza and chicken on lots and lots of seafood as zebedi also didn't like the way that some of his friends who lived the vegant lifestyle sometimes tried to shame and guilt him about his own personal lifestyle choices. Such behavior in no way encouraged him to give up the meat o. Zebadai also loved his dairy prides, milkshakes, ice cream, and custard were real comfort foods for him. The problem was he thought that perhaps, as an evolving spirit inside a body of flesh and bone and blood, a part of such evolution was to at least contemplate and come to his own conclusion. It's about such issues. When he saw things on TV which should feature little baby bar lambs and curious little piggis something deep inside Zeppydi I just didn't feel quite right about imagining those same little critters cooked and on a plate in front of him.
