The real friction between vegans and non-vegans is that all the stuff we avoid they look for. But some carnivores don’t like what they do. Some are almost as horror-stricken as vegans but they know they have to keep shtoom about it all because they still use **** (it). That’s why they can’t speak too loudly about being “horror-struck”. They have to bite their tongue – they belong to the Quiet Club. They might feel bad in all sorts of ways – it might not always quite right in the stomach, “the bacon I ate at breakfast this morning was poisoning me”, but it’s the animal cruelty thing that haunts us. Knowing about it but not making a stand about it fill many people with self loathing. But the longer we continue ignoring the horror of it all the quicker we get used to it.
Whether we feel poisoned, guilty or ashamed, it’s likely we don’t always have a feeling of well being or a feeling of wellness. If we are still ‘using’ animal foods we may have good enough genes to combat the worst of the damage they do but there are no genes to hold back conscience - the forced insensitivity damages a central part of our guidance system. By eating animals we wreck our body and disqualify ourselves as peace makers but we also spoil our chances to see the world as it is or look forward to an improved world to come. If we’re observers we take note of what we see. If we don’t take note we give up on the dream (of being well and feeling well-being).
If we’re a signed up member of the Keep-Quiet Club we’ve given away our only true chance to be an agent of peace in the world. It seems sad that food attachment screws everything up for us. Or maybe we’re too far gone anyway, too lured by other attractions, like perhaps a fur wrap over our shoulders or a lambs wool jumper or a visit to the zoo. In whatever way we’re drawn in, and it always means we have blood on our hands.
So here we are, a world full of humans, doing nasty things to animals and feeling unwell from the poisons in our bodies. It’s all soul-bruising - each day, by what we do or actively condone, we perpetuate violence. There isn’t a nicer way of saying this.
Every time the knife cuts the life out of an animal and we condone it by spending our money on meat we also cut ourselves - the animals’ bodies when eaten by us make us ill, usually the slow way over many long years of illness. Simply by ingesting animals’ every day (of our lives), consuming the concentrated toxins in their bodies plus the adrenaline of terror at the point of their execution, all this conspires to weaken our immune systems. And after that has been wrecked we don’t stand a chance. This is why vegans simply say “keep off the stuff, keep your health and keep your conscience”.
If we don’t buy the stuff it means we’re not under the control of our own totalitarian tastebuds. By controlling our buying (and eating) habits we stand a better chance of avoiding the ravages of addiction. If you aren’t vegan then it isn’t only food involved, there are shoes and zoos and (animal tested) shampoos. By spending money at our local ‘Animals Ar Us’ store we go with the crowd. We have to give up any idea of growing spiritually.
Monday, October 5, 2009
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