Cake anyone?

I have always been quite mixed up by a phrase involving a cake. They say 'You want to have your cake and eat it too'. Yes of course I do. I love cake. What's the use of having cake just to look at it? That would be one of the best masochistic practises I can think about. And although I am not exactly the Marquis de Sade, I love my creature comforts too much; comforts which include eating cake when having it. But then there's another saying which perhaps makes more sense to me; You want to eat your cake and have it too.' That's better. Because you really cannot eat your cake and have it appear again by magic. That is impossible. And yet that is exactly what I want; to eat my cake and have it again, and again, and again. And I try my best, but magic isn't exactly my forte. And it would take someone better than Copperfield to work that out for me. As much as I love cake, sometimes I am so scared of eating it that I just keep a vigilant eye on it. Which doesn't make much sense either. That is also torture. And it's an endless coming and going, this cake thing.