Meat balls

So ok, I'll prepare and eat meat balls tomorrow.

I used to make them with gloves on because I couldn't stand the idea of meat on my skin, under my nails - it disgusted me. And with that I had a disgust for animals - no, for dead animals. Strange - me 'loving' animals so much and at the same time feeling so disgusted by their dead substance, hmmm
Is it not disgust for death also?
Anyway I will prepare the meat with my bear hands, feel the structure, smell it. I sure hope I don't have to puke.
I will direct myself to being one and equal with this meat - me touching me, smelling me. Me baking me. And later on: me eating me.

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