Food as fuel

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Early in the day the rot sets in. We went to a shop, bought what we laughingly call ‘food’ (that’s anything from food made of the ‘animal-secreted’ to the ‘animal-executed’). The vibrations alone should be toxic enough but by chemically poisoning ourselves ten times a day with it, it has a drag-down effect on just about everything we’re doing.

            For those of us who’ve passed our teenage years, it’s likely we can’t operate our bodies as we’d like to - we no longer run painlessly or do things we know we should be capable of, and both mentally and physically we become more disabled as we grow older. It’s not just down to the food we eat. Our guilt or the suppression of it drags us down too, and yet we keep ‘doing’ those things which make us feel guilt. We think it will go away if we do these things regularly enough, until we don’t notice it anymore … but it springs back. It’s difficult to escape it, especially when ‘it’ comes up in conversation.

If we don’t adopt the simple vegan principles into our life, it’s likely we won’t be able to do anything very meaningful, or achieve anything that’s really satisfying. Good intentions and fine aims are lifeblood and yet we can’t fake it. First things first - we need to atone for our ‘little crimes against animals’ otherwise it will always be with us.  What we do (by proxy) to animals, every day, at every meal, compromises all the good stuff we do.

Ironically, we can’t know this because we can’t allow ourselves to believe it. This conundrum, this mixture of guilt, reluctance and impotence, means omnivores carry a heavy weight with them all the time. And that blinds them to the sequence of events unfolding before their very eyes. Without a feel for sequence there’s no great leap forward, in fact there’s so little ‘leaping’ that we may call it ‘stagnation’.