kentucky fucked chicken and the bastards from mcdonalds
phew, all the articles I’ve read lately about industrialized food production is – softly spoken – a fuck in mother natures ass . . .
a monument, symbol of the demise of this world and you and me and she and he and we all participate.
I mess it up all the time, I’m talking about being conscious and being aware and in the end I buy
Sushi at the grocery store, instead from the little family owned place around the corner.
I am a detriment to my own existence, by fooling myself and pretending I know better. but my actions determine a life-style,
which is highly toxic to pretty much everything around me.
I just read the best quote I ever heard: ‘it doesn’t matter how high you build, in the end we all end up in a grave’
cold and wet, eaten up by worms and turned into soil.. all the chicken wings and big macs and Sushi-meals digested back into
mother natures butt, ready to provide for something new.
awareness for forgiveness. please.
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