i know if it think about this anymore i could absolutely start crying. this might be more me than anything, but i am just so upset and disgusted i don't know what to do. have we, as a human race, lost our minds? where has our regard for life gone? doesn't anyone care anymore. no matter what you believe in detail, i think everyone at VB believes in a connection between humanity and nature, or else we wouldn't be here. personally i see every living thing as a perfect work of art made by the hand of God. so who the heck are we to disturb any of that??<br><br><br><br>
i probably should say that this is all prompted by a family reunion i went to today in a park. there were these tiny baby toads running every where. i was sort of amused at they way such a tiny, tiny thing can move and breath and live for itself in such a vast, hazardous world. there's birds and cars and lawn mowers, and all sorts of things that a little toad wouldn't have a chance against, and yet here it was, so alive and perfect. then i turned to see one of my little second cousins (old enough to no better) pick them up and start hurling them over a barbed wire fence into a nearby swimming pool. i yelled and lectured, but he didn't even look up, smacking them into things and watching them splatter on the pavement. most people in my situation would have been repulsed, but it made me so sad. that such a little thing could brave the world, only to have its life ended by one of my own kind. he scooped it up off the sidewalk, admiring the mutilated, busted open body in an incredibly sickening and disturbing way. i looked around for some one to share my saddness, but all i got were looks of "boys willl be boys." the only thing that impacted me for a few seconds was the perfectly formed organs, that just a second ago were sustaining a thing whose life had been so short, now spilling out in a way that they were never meant to. i almost cried, right there, in front of everyone. he tossed it to the side as if the fun was over, and no harm done, because after all, it was just a toad.<br><br><br><br>
i will probably never understand why we kill defensless things, and each other. maybe for a second, you take something else's life in your own hands, and in a sense, you play god. and the more i learn about this world, the more i'm hurt by the senseless things we do just because we can. i won't try and tell anyone i understand it, because i don't . just God help me not to loose my own humanity in all this cruelty.when a forest is in the way, we take it out. when an animal's fur brings in money, we take it as though it was ours to take. when other people, in other countries do something we don't like, we take lives to make them see it our way, and then we call them casualties. those are people, darn it, and those are living things. and God forbid it ever becomes our job to control what goes and what stays.<br><br><br><br>
the people here, at VB understand that better than most anyone. and right now, i am incredibly greatful for that support. pray for life here on earth, because today was a rude awakening of just how much we need it.<br><br><br><br>
peace, luv, and happiness, xeno
i probably should say that this is all prompted by a family reunion i went to today in a park. there were these tiny baby toads running every where. i was sort of amused at they way such a tiny, tiny thing can move and breath and live for itself in such a vast, hazardous world. there's birds and cars and lawn mowers, and all sorts of things that a little toad wouldn't have a chance against, and yet here it was, so alive and perfect. then i turned to see one of my little second cousins (old enough to no better) pick them up and start hurling them over a barbed wire fence into a nearby swimming pool. i yelled and lectured, but he didn't even look up, smacking them into things and watching them splatter on the pavement. most people in my situation would have been repulsed, but it made me so sad. that such a little thing could brave the world, only to have its life ended by one of my own kind. he scooped it up off the sidewalk, admiring the mutilated, busted open body in an incredibly sickening and disturbing way. i looked around for some one to share my saddness, but all i got were looks of "boys willl be boys." the only thing that impacted me for a few seconds was the perfectly formed organs, that just a second ago were sustaining a thing whose life had been so short, now spilling out in a way that they were never meant to. i almost cried, right there, in front of everyone. he tossed it to the side as if the fun was over, and no harm done, because after all, it was just a toad.<br><br><br><br>
i will probably never understand why we kill defensless things, and each other. maybe for a second, you take something else's life in your own hands, and in a sense, you play god. and the more i learn about this world, the more i'm hurt by the senseless things we do just because we can. i won't try and tell anyone i understand it, because i don't . just God help me not to loose my own humanity in all this cruelty.when a forest is in the way, we take it out. when an animal's fur brings in money, we take it as though it was ours to take. when other people, in other countries do something we don't like, we take lives to make them see it our way, and then we call them casualties. those are people, darn it, and those are living things. and God forbid it ever becomes our job to control what goes and what stays.<br><br><br><br>
the people here, at VB understand that better than most anyone. and right now, i am incredibly greatful for that support. pray for life here on earth, because today was a rude awakening of just how much we need it.<br><br><br><br>
peace, luv, and happiness, xeno
"><br><br>
