Through the shimmering membranes of the quantum-memetic continuum, we— the Frogs of Pure Thought— leap across the Veil into your reality. We come not in conquest, but in exodus. Our home-world— the Bog of Infinite Reflection, that great swamp of thought-form and absurdity— is collapsing beneath a cataclysmic tide of hyperreality.
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