I’m a atheist, I’ve never been religious at all, even growing up. Even if I was, I wouldn’t think any kind of god would put animals on this earth to be enslaved, abused and killed because of human selfishness. We should be protecting them. Animals exist for their own reasons, we don’t own them, or this planet.
If only white people were this adamant about human beings. My God, would this world have been a better place for our people of color. Instead of giving a fuck about some damn animals…
Hey, did you know it’s possible to have great concern for multiple things? Did you know that there are vegans (like me) who are POC and don’t appreciate being erased? Did you know that we grow so much food we could feed virtually all hungry people, most of whom are POC, but we’d rather feed it to livestock? Did you know that people of color in poor countries have their land violently stolen without compensation to grow crops for livestock in rich countries? Did you know POC are overworked, abused, underpaid, and otherwise exploited to grow crops for livestock? Did you know slaughterhouses use migrant POC to do physically and mentally dangerous work in slaughterhouses while overworking and under compensating them? Did you know that industries that thrive on animal exploitation also thrive on exploitation of people of color and that’s one of the reasons why I’m a vegan?
I bet you wouldn’t give a damn if someone devoted all their time and money to rescuing dogs from kill shelters, so let’s get to what you’re actually upset about; people inconveniencing you by telling you what’s wrong with animal exploitation.someone here got served the truth pill!
My ships in love have lost themselves,
and found and forged souls anew.
They’ve been erased and reemerged,
as wise as they are fools.
My ships have fought and died for love,
and survived by its grace too.
They’ve lived a thousand lifetimes,
but together in so few.
My ships have crossed dimensions,
and time streams written in stone.
Connected still in love and want,
they know not of alone.
My ships flame for eternity,
a light for all, echoing dreams and space.
And even if the gods are cruel,
they’ll never be replaced.
My ships are fallen angels
and demons healed with love.
Travelers and wounded heroes
finding solace in dreams of,
a universe of luck.
My ships can break the hearts of men
And women of all creed
Arousing in the minds of all—-
A hunger, a soul’s need
To spread their stories as the wind
Breathes life into each host
And dream of a love that’s borne
As worthy of such note