Made of Meat
This is a blog about hunting and eating. The name is inspired by the radio drama, “They’re Made Out of Meat”, based on the short story by Terry Bisson, wherein one horrified alien tries to explain to another what Human Beings are. I prefer to read most things, but this is best heard:
Meat is a strange thing to be. Meat moves around. Meat needs food. Meat expires. Hunting is when meat goes around killing and eating other meat. We have so distanced ourselves from the practice of killing that it seems bizzare. My meat throws off a lot of information in the form of words. When we upload our minds into crystals, things will be different, but for now, we are part of a system through which our material circulates, settling in different arrangements. Maybe your meat can take in these words and our ideas can interact with each other, though our meats may never meet.