#savage beasts

[drmonkeysetroscans]

Music.

[kaiser-king]

I am... so fucking tired. I'm tured of politics, I'm tired of the fighting, I'm tired of people being at each other's throats like rabid dogs baying for the blood of the other side because they've latched on to this foolish fucking straw man of each other. Is violence the only thing human beings are truly capable of? Is society just a weak ruse that we try to hold up to lie to ourselves that we're better than wild animals? How can we say we're better than wild beasts when we want to bite out the juggular of the man we disagree with? How can we claim to be civilized if we threaten death and destruction and ostracization against those we don't agree with. It's hatred... pure unadulterated hatred, no matter what cause you say you champion, you're just a wild beast baying for the blood of your opponent. A dog snapping at the throat of perceived prey, and rabid dogs should be put down. Otherwise we will have no choice but to let loose the leashes, open up the cages, and let them fight until the dirt is slaked with blood and no survivors remain... for we are but animals, and as such, we will fight each other over the smallest percieved slight. Fight to the death in a desperate bid to lead the pack of slavering beasts to the next kill, or ve torn apart by the masses you wanted oh so desperately to control.

[feelalot-writealittle]

there's only $200 in my bank account. it's not a lot by any means, but it's enough. it's enough for us to buy hotdogs in new york and fall asleep in central park, sheltered only by the blanket of night. and when we wake, we will have enough to buy coffee, and bread for the pigeons, because even they get hungry. then we can spend the rest on stupid, petty things like camping gear and supplies for s'mores. we won't regret it, either, because money is meaningless to us, the savage beasts of new york. all we need to survive is stars and shared body heat and the promise of tomorrow. and we laugh at those who tell us otherwise, because we know the truth of the world. (x)

[mushi-san]

Pooh and Piglet prepare to eat their young

[mymagicalblogride]

An extract from the book I will never write

As soon as I heard the savage howl I dropped my bag like a sack of potatoes and decided to make a run for it. It was quite apt as what I was carrying just happened to be a sack of potatoes. I was making chips for tea you see. Anyway, I was close enough to home to think that if I made a run for it now I could make it home before they caught me.

But with every stride I could feel them gaining on me. Closer and closer. Faster and faster. Gaining and gaining until I could hear their bark closer than ever.

I looked back and counted at least five. Five savage dogs unleashed to take me down once and for all. I'm no canine expert but these were mean looking hounds. Snarling, saliva dripping from their mouths as they got closer to taking me down. Trained to hunt, to hunt to the death and this time I was the prey.

I was running like never before, the cold air catching the back of my throat with every breath. I could see my house. "Just keep going!" I thought. "You're almost there, a few more steps and you've ma..." And with that I crashed to the ground. I wasn't used to running at such pace and my unkown speed had caused my legs to tangle and sent me crashing to the ground. I managed to get my arms up to prevent my face from taking the full force of the concrete paving slabs but the pain was still immense.

I tried to pick myself up from the ground but they were too close now. I felt the first dog pounce on me. "Oh shit!" I thought, "Savaged to death by dogs. What a way to go!" I closed my eyes and prepared for the pain. Then I waited. And waited. "Eww, what's that?!?" Was it trying to lick me death? It's rough tongue was all over my face like I was its best friend. Suddenly all five of them were on me licking me all over. What was going on? Had I mistakenly covered myself in Pedigree Chum rather than Calvin Klein this morning? Confusion was not the word!

I tried to push them off and get back to my feet when from out of nowhere a sixth dog appeared. Snarling at me, it looked me right in the eye, let out a howl and sunk it's teeth into my leg......