CONTENT WARNING
an old observation
***PLEASE BE ADVISED THAT THIS CONTAINS PROFOUND TRUTHS THAT WILL SEVERELY HARM YOUR FALSE CONSTRUCT SELF - - - THE EGO WHICH PROTECTS YOU FROM REALISING YOU ARE NOT IN FACT A ‘LOVING’ & ‘KIND’ HUMAN BEING***
Only read further if you are very good at lying to yourself, or are prepared for your ego to die right here, right now. Otherwise you will find that continuing your life as ‘normal’ will become highly distressing.
You have been warned!
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Isn’t it funny
How we put content warnings on electronic pages in the ether which contain invented symbols, arranged into ‘words’, arranged in a fashion that could be triggering to some ‘sensitive’ person out there in the great beyond, while we chow down on the bones of chickens, tearing their delicate and tender flesh with our teeth,
completely unphased.
Or how we drink liquids and consume foods made from the udder of imprisoned and raped cows, goats and ewes who had their babies ripped from them year after year after year, whilst being too delicate and precious to discuss harrowing human miscarriages, or rape.
Or how we label luxury as fancy wine glasses photographed beside great slabs of carcass, oozing the blood of murdered beings as precious and loving as puppies, whilst being entirely incapable of reading about the murder of a human child.
Isn’t it funny?
Our capacity for cognitive dissonance. Which we don’t call insanity, for if we did, the entire world would be labelled insane. And cruel. And wouldn’t that be devastatingly shameful….?
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Inspired after browsing other people’s articles whilst eating my lunch… and coming across a horrific photo (as above) and feeling like vomiting. It really made me think that there should be content warnings on posting such content (the flesh of murdered sentient beings). Yet there is not. Because the majority of the world believe it to be a perfectly ‘normal’ practice. Because the majority of people in this world navigate it with blind, dead and dumb hearts. Entirely closed to their own cruelty. It’s painful to exist in such a world.
I can’t change you.
I can only try my best to ignite your own critical thinking.
I can only try my best to jump start your dead heart.
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Absolute Zero
My ambitious maw couldn't keep me warm anymore. You were the wolfhound that kept attacking it to sustain yourself. Everything you could steal, you did no matter how insignificant. You siphoned my life in small increments in order to achieve a sense of regularity. It was all for appearance's sake. You were the rat king my tail kept getting attached to. I would scurry away but all to no avail. I wallowed in compromise and misery in an attempt to be less for you. I was driven but you were threatened by anything resembling intelligence. You loved me being incomplete. I pretended to be deaf so you could speak for me. I chose silence so you could choose for me instead. I learned to surrender because you felt some desperate need to be in command. My opinion of you continued to shrink. You were never the almighty one you convinced yourself you were. It's amazing how fragile your masculinity was so you had to take my dignity to supplement. I was the undead carcass you kept feeding on. You couldn't find your own food source so you used me for your appetite. You refused to find shelter so I became your haven at the expense of myself. You somehow always knew better, it seemed. Like there was written proof somewhere out there in the cosmos that you were the superior one. I was the deluded victim you had to subjugate and keep isolated. You made it your life's mission to devalue me. You did everything to justify your abusive and callous behavior. You were always my biggest disappointment, You made sure I didn't deserve better. I had to worship you because you lived off of recognition. I was kept hostage for 15 years while you remained drunk off of my tears. I was the aberration I sought but could never enforce. You were the unwelcome savior that felt compelled to trap me. I was held captive and was forced to enjoy it. I soared beyond your limitations but you punished me for that. My entropy was at always at your mercy. You wanted me at my lowest, at absolute zero. My energy was at your disposal. I was a dedicated zombie that couldn't breathe without your permission. I was forever caught in your perpetual undertow. What would it mean to prosper? What would it feel like to reclaim my power? I was the walking dead you feared would rise against you one day. I wasn't willing to join you at your subterranean level. My melancholy is no longer my friend. I have slowly ascended to the height I always pictured myself achieving. My endeavors refuse to be frigid and tepid. You are banished to the frozen exteriors of my mind. Where polar ice and bleak extremities knew me so well. I was once at absolute zero. I was a former version of myself you kept hidden for fear of losing to. I'm not who I used to be. I am allowed to evolve beyond arctic cold. I'm thawing out, slowly but surely. The temperature is rising and so am I. My heat obliterated you because you kept stripping me of it. I was a motionless entity, encased in marble glacier, a reminder of all that I had dreamt of. Those dreams have returned. They have bestowed their value unto me once more. I'm not your captive anymore. I've been diminished long enough. Go be one with your beloved entropy. My energy cannot be destroyed nor removed anymore. You have no more influence over me anymore
By Anna Torres4 days ago in Poets
Comments (4)
Most people are under carnism and don't even realize it; we justify killing certain animals here in America for food while another part of the world sees what we do as cruel. (Speaking generally here), Americans love dogs and would find it terrible to eat them, but then turn around and devour pigs and cows in the form of bacon and burgers. You hit the nail right on the head, stating ignorance is bliss = cognitive dissonance.
I read it and wished it had continued. Bitter but True.
I'm a vegetarian and I loveeeeee killing babies/kids in my stories. It's my speciality 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I do put up a content warning for it though. Actually, that's the reason I told you not to read my story "Oneirodynia", because it mentions the killing of babies. But my story was a subtle stab at the cruelty of the dairy industry and I compared it to if the same were done to humans. You can have a look at it if you're interested. I totally agree with what you've discussed above!
Some excellent insights , ironic that meat eaters are often sickened by anything that implies that their meal is the result of murder