I can't see how the average person could feel "fantastic" without it.
Sausage..? ugh. French fries? McD's. don't qualify. And the burger...I'm thinking 'prions'. As for the diet coke, I couldn't choke it down. Never drank diet anything, and only in the heat of africa or the caribbean has a *coke (classic) ever made me feel fantastic. *once in a blue moon.
Wiley sounds like a perfect name. :-) It's all very entertaining, and maybe it's a bit like a young Ram Dass (when he was Richard Alpert)giving the Maharishi several tabs of acid, and waiting to see what happened. Nothing happened to the Maharishi, but that much acid would have ( and might indeed have) caused Ram Dass real problems.
I don't know. If I was going to truly prepare myself to be living on light, I can't see how this would help, except insofar as it might 'cure you' of ever wanting "food" again!!!! Hmm. That puts the Wiley in Wiley Brooks.