In Armenian the word for "monster" is "hresh" and the word for "angel" is "hreshtak". How much love must these three letters possess to metamorphose a creature from monstrous to heavenly!

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In Armenian the word for "monster" is "hresh" and the word for "angel" is "hreshtak". How much love must these three letters possess to metamorphose a creature from monstrous to heavenly!
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It always upsets me so much when I see interpretations/illustrations of the two headed calf poem that show a living calf being torn away from its mother and killed to sell to a museum and framing the poem as being "humanity kills beautiful things for being different".
Two headed cows almost never survive more than a few hours after their birth. The farmer finds the *body* the next day. The calf was destined to die, and that's a tragedy, but for the time it was alive, it had a beautiful and unique experience.
It's not a poem about the cruelty of man. It's a poem about the beauty of life in an indifferent universe. It's about purpose and beauty being able to exist even in an existence doomed to come to an end, as all our lives are. It's not a poem about how a calf dies, but how, even for only a brief moment, it was alive.
And, for that moment, because of that life, however fleeting, the sky had twice as many stars.
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