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I don't know 'cause I heard it's total bullshit -- for the stomach is in a sense always devouring its owner anyway -- that these intense pains that I've been having shouldn't be related to the fact that I have started to include a small amount of M E A T into my diet after not doing so (with semi-annual allowances, followed by guilt, followed by repentance, followed by nihilistic confusion, apathy, doubt of self, doubt of culture, collection, following, value of flesh, usefulness of life in general, confusion of consciousness -- you must always be honest with yourself and do your best to see yourself fully and know what your hands are doing and for what reason) for about nine years and Alani and I had Ethiopian with M E A T and it really is a bit much I think I like meat alright in some things, I like the gelatinous quality of fat in sauces, I like chicken sausages, prosciutto sandwiches, wor-wanton soup, yes; but a slab of meat is a slab of flesh, sometimes tender, sometimes not, a bit like a tounge on tounge, the way it recoils..., the way it sweats; e c o n o m i c s; heaviness; should cool 't down, relax and find myself in the patch again; I want a hen named kiki, I'll love her until she runs dry of eggs and then I will wring her neck and eat her.