Could I eat a shoe?

Now, i really don´t know if i´m humanist or frivolous.
I don´t know even if that´s a valid confrontation.
I need to eat, to love, to run swim sing to help to talk but i need to wear so delicious to achieve my mind could be transported and my feet could walk above clouds, and fly through an odorous air, an air which its density is between water´s and hot air´s density.
What was the impression that my soul is breathing again
feeling a little bit more close of my zest for life, my mission, my design.. but is here in this text described the art, the beauty, some different and out of talk with the real mision of my life.
Wathever; colors, textures and shapes together in an object, could be delicious. That evokes smells and tastes, is this very moment when you compare the sight with the taste so you compare the senses and for this you feel, you live in the very moment when you see a silly and beauty shoe wich have any consciousness of its beauty, i t s e l f... isn´t this sufficiently explained to say the clothes, the car, the image, your shoes, your watch and your personal care are.... I daresay: more than just important? yes of course; things give a person a kind of care, a kind of answer to ourselves, a kind of tribute to us, and at the same time we communicate around us we are so important we are worried about our welfare wathever it means...oh, means.. the timely word...i´ll explain myself: our welfare could mean different ways to wear; we all are different and unique so welfare means in this case s t y l e...another delicious cuestion...so then:
materialism, money....come on: we have to think about all that too...it´s not frivolous or maybe frivolity is not so bad. Or maybe is not frivolity.