Tuesday, November 10, 2009

kill kill kill


kandido reflections on top of the hill: hoping for a quick end of the world so australia will became the paradise it was before and not a amusement park.

"why do bhudda say don't kill?
our life is mad(e) of death. we are living on a pile of skulls and bones.
we live thanks to the death of plants, animals and other people that worked for it.
(vegetarians that say that they dont want to kill makes me laugh. do they know how their vegebale are grown, and the pesticide being used? and the bird being killed? do they know that to make a field sometimes a whole forest or a bush has being destroyed, with all its inhabitant?)
we uses roads and train that people build dying, we use car that uses petrol still dirty of blood from wars,
we pollute: we kill
we take madicine: we kill
we kill all the time. and we comes and we live thanks to killing and dying.
so, why don't kill? just realize that you kill, and the best you can do is to be grateful to your victim.
this is life: born and die. kill or be killed.
no escape. this is life, this is nature...
nature doesn't have moral laws. life is just life.
when you save a butterfly form a spiderweb. maybe you kill the spider...
choosing is killing and not choosing is killing as well. so? nothing to do. just be aware.
if you don't want to kill, kill yourself and free the world from your presence (a good site full of hints how suicide: www.churchofeuthanasia.com )

we are better than animals because we lie (better) to ourselves. our biggest lie consists that we are better tha animals.

who cares?
when you realize the million of people and the million of lives make you what you are now. here.
oh fuck, maybe you are grateful. somebody die for you having a car, a road and your food. and you don't know. so the best you can do is to take care of this life that cost so many of others...
so enjoy. enjoy your daily killing!"

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|| alter || said...

mi aspettavo un post per i tre anni di vagabondaggio...

qualcosa di piu poetico di uccidi uccidi uccidi...
:)

a presto