Hijacked frequency. Broken atmospheres bleed dissent. Words ripple through the air and scurry into our ears, and we latch onto concepts embedded in the senses conveyed by the words. We're all parasites feasting on intangible hosts: we exist to propagate concepts, the true kings of meat. Grains of sand trickle through hourglasses. We die and the words morph and evolve. Our children infect the concepts and inject them into generations who forget our daily struggles. No more meat here. Too many frequencies screech and scream and obscure the void tracking each and every one of us. Frequency hijacked. You are not wanted here. Emergency warning. Test. Systems instruct your behavior. Hijacked frequencies. Words ripple parasitic hosts. Die, morph, evolve. No more meat here. Too many frequencies obscure the void.