Friday, 29 October 2010

All we are is a pig.

Existence
  •  The fact or state of living or having objective reality.
  • Continued survival.
  • Any part of a person's earthly life.
  • Something that exists; a being.

Just like pigs, most of us are intelligent to some extent.  We often live in close quarters amongst each others excrement in the form of social shit and life's great problems.  Most of our porky pals in the wild spend their entire existence mucking around in search of their beloved truffles, just as many of us spend our lives trudging through (what appears to be) an eternal mud to achieve some goals like financial security, a suitable life partner and ultimately self content in general.

However...

The pig is largely a species which has been forced into losing it's way, living short lives in a concrete hell, commercial pig pellets for breakfast, lunch and tea.  Sound familiar yet?  A complete subject to its master, the pig is reared with a false sense of security, in its purpose built concrete shell until the time comes to be taken for the slaughter.  I don't think it's likely that a man in a mask will knock at your door anytime soon, but are you sitting comfortable in the sty? And how are those pellets tasting these days?  They come in a whole variety of flavours I know.

Go and get your truffles, life is out there!

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