I’ll tell you what it’s like wanting to be harmless
There was a time I couldn’t walk on grass
Hyper aware of pain that could be caused I stumbled through fields only stepping in dirt
Every time I accidentally kill a spider I mourn it for a moment and lament the loss of life
When I find bugs on me I put them back on the ground
Used to fumble through life without thinking of it
Do you count the number of animals that had to die for your dinner?
Think of their suffering at the hands of us
Born destined to live short and cruel lives
I talk to my house as if concerned it might feel unloved
It’s so hard to exist in this world
I think of the hands that made my clothing
My phone
So many suffering beings on one planet
If we were supposed to do something, it was exist within nature and with kindness to wildlife
But then the Romans happened.
Fuck the Romans.
I wish I could exist without harming anyone
It’s always on my mind
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