Hello. Please consider me with an open mind and an uncreased heart...I have something to announce. For the past year, my senses have been throttled what had hitherto been the unseen: the cyclic motion of Nugets and their collective array of jingling Meat-Sauces.

Living in the world as we Meat-beings know it is ectogenesis. Meat (for lack of a better word) is outside of the fishbowl.

Think of it this way: excited Meat lathers itself onto concrete surfaces, tingling with an extraordinary, almost innate curiosity, similar to how a moth hugs a light. Meat's blind spot lies in its ability for self-control: two Meat-beings engaging in subtle Meat-mashing is nothing new, but why have we never thought to stop ourselves?

The truth is that mashing-in-the-world is a pure, unbridled act of faith. Whisked away by the seductive allure of a Meaty Nuget, most don't even realize that they're moving along hurriedly in a (quickly collapsing) circle. Our faculties of reason virtually reach their limits when we are forced to ask ourselves questions about the Nugetian cycle, and for the powers that be, this is no accident.

The Nugetian cycle is hard to explain in Meat-words. In our reality (a mere skeuomorph of what is really "reality", mind you), things are specifically designed as to prevent Meat-beings from knowing too much. Meat-linguistics are no blessing to gnosis. They are, in and of themselves, obstacles to be overcome.

Locked in thousands of mental prisons at once, our brief, fleeting existence as Meat-slaves tends to be a sad one, but it doesn't have to be. Meat Exit is possible, but extensive spiritual training is needed to transcend the Nugetian firmament. Please, if you no longer want to be complicit in this twisted Meat-cycle, contact me. But first, a warning: this is not an endeavor for the fainthearted. Passive participation that waxes and wanes with Meat-emotions and Meat-moods will not be sufficient. Breaking the conditioning requires one hundred percent, and anything less than that will not be enough.