White Cliffs of Dover (2023) by Toby Coulson ⌘ Two figures where the island ends
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White Cliffs of Dover (2023) by Toby Coulson ⌘ Two figures where the island ends
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まふまふ / Mafumafu - 命に嫌われている。/ Hated By Life Itself.
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"they live for each other." anne-marie mitchell (2007)
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Why did I think anyone would like this?
This is hilarious.
sometimes i feel ive got to
run away
people who have never grown food for sustenance or to supplement their diet have such an extreme view of it. I guess that’s what happens when generations of people are living lives completely divorced from cultivation, harvesting, processing, slaughtering. in theory they believe it’s the easiest thing ever - that it should come naturally to every human ever born, simply because you’re a human. then you ask them if they would ever kill a chicken hypothetically, and they act like you shot their pet in front of them.
The first time I saw a deer up close was in my grandfather’s back yard; I was about four years old. I don’t remember the reason that my mom dropped me off at my grandfather’s house for an afternoon, but I know that it was unplanned - because he was in the middle of processing a deer. It had been field dressed, organs already removed, and was hanging by its ankle tendons from the t-shaped steel pole at one end of the backyard clothesline. I was startled, worried, concerned that the animal was hurt. There was blood! There was flesh!
My grandfather responded by calmly explaining what he was doing, step by step. Explaining why he was skinning the deer, and quartering it, taking it from this https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White-tailed_deer to this https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Venison
By the time he was cooking tenderloin medallions and plating them up to me with grape jelly (don’t knock grape jelly on meat until you’ve tried it!) and instant mashed potatoes, I wasn’t startled or concerned anymore. I had a deeper understanding of the way the world worked, of my role as a consumer, a predator. Of the responsibilities that entailed. I couldn’t have explained it then, of course, with my 4-year-old mind and vocabulary - but Philosophy had been set into motion. This is a core memory for me.
I did not have nightmares about the butchered deer.
More people should be introduced, as little children, to their place in the ecosystem and the responsibilities that entails.
david cronenberg and william s. burroughs for naked lunch (1991)
They didn’t say a word
homunculus let out into the yard for a few minutes of recreational getting thrown from the roof time
"grackle" really is a perfect name for a bird. knocked it out of the park w/ that one
Damn. That really is a grackle.