Contradictions

I was imagining a familiar taste from childhood, comfort food, but then I experimented thinking that a combination might be better.  The color is flat, flavor is equally flat.  There is nothing contradictory about it. None of the stuff that wakes up the senses. A little boring I would say, everything is in agreement, everything is bland, flat.   Life can be like, no challenge, no inspiration, just a flat meaningless existence.  But that is certainly up to us, do we want to put a little salt, cumin perhaps?  Now, I am reminded of that Biblical verse that says something about us being like salt, once the saltiness is gone, then we are nothing, or words to that effect.