The Metaphysics of a TimBit

What happens to a TimBit after you chomp it down? Does it just fall apart, becoming nothing more than the cake batter it was in the beginning, inexorably destroyed in the act of satisfying? Or does it become something greater that itself, moving on into some greater being, serving some higher purpose?

Is a TimBit just empty calories, or is it a means to salvation? And can an individual really stop after just one TimBit? If there is something more, after the TimBit, or even beyond the donut (if your appetite craves just a bit more), then how would we ever know the truth? I mean, think about it. You eat the TimBit. You eat the donut. They become part of you, and yet they are not what they once were. What have they become? Have they made you greater in the act of their own end?

Careful not to eat too many of those things!