The helpless accidentally running into something they didn't see.
The moth that flew into the web.
The deer that walked into the bullet.
The cow that walks into the slaughter house.
The plant that couldn't get water.
The human that lives life and by whatever you call it runs into a fatal...anything.
There are so many ways to die. It sucks for everything.
Why I didn't find a friend in a spider because I thought they were sick for catching their food on surprise. We do that to animals. I eat animals. I should eat myself. I heard you become addictive to the taste of human if you just try it. I'm not going to try. I don't know what to think about the life cycle.
I would rather not have to know who killed it for me. I would rather not have to know that it once had a face. But...sometimes you know it all and I still don't change my eating habits. Maybe I haven't learned how to thank God for the food I have been given. Maybe God could come out with a new food source. Instant, no guilt packaged food from God. Geez, I don't know what's going on in my head anymore.
I want to do right. But what is really wrong?
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