Popping delirium

If you were rich and enjoying a fancy party while slaves looked at your food with hunger in their eyes from outside the window, would you feel that slavery was unjust or would you feel that the slaves were just damn annoying? If you were a person enjoying your bacon meal while a flyer wasContinue reading “Popping delirium”

The Turning Point — from Steve Cutts — Babylon Burning Media Center

Steve Cutts ‘The Turning Point’ explores climate change, the destruction of the environment and species extinction from different perspective. Music by Wantaways Created in After Effects, Premiere Pro, Clip Studio Pro and Cinema 4D. Written, directed and animated by Steve Cutts instagram.com/steve_cutts_official facebook.com/SteveCuttsArt/ stevecutts.com Music by Wantaways: ► Stream song on Spotify: open.spotify.com/track/6Or84r7sBRNO4WBep52I4k?si=8NS9h4jUQ3SeZzUZJ7_3QQ ; ►Continue reading “The Turning Point — from Steve Cutts — Babylon Burning Media Center”

Moment of reflection

Moving on: In moments of conflict, we revert back to our roots for solace with our roots assumed to be our cultures but our true root is that we’re all animals Hanging on: An ocean of hope incense looming through time wrapped in dear memories so distant

Thoughts of breaking up from a long term relationship, and a goat slaughter

The taste of death feels close to the tongue; you sort of don’t care about anything anymore. You visualize your worst nightmare; the thought of being an old single lady who’s lonely as hell, and it doesn’t even feel that nightmarish anymore. What’s worse? Someone asks. Losing your pride or to die lonely? But ifContinue reading “Thoughts of breaking up from a long term relationship, and a goat slaughter”

Where the tree once stood

Go where the birds roam where they want. A place where they always come back, on a tree, underneath the sunlight. Living naturally within the forest that nurtures them cares for them that plays with them that holds the weight of their bodies after they move onto the next life and places it upon theContinue reading “Where the tree once stood”

Maybe Yuval never feels lonely

Maybe I should just become like Yuval Harari. Dry, monotonous voice, talkative. Somewhere else in my mind, alone at home. Make yourself believe that you don’t fear loneliness; that you wouldn’t go mad. Turn vegan because you’re frustrated with the world, and quite frankly, you’ve lost appetite. Get a cat and play with it onContinue reading “Maybe Yuval never feels lonely”

Dreams of being other species; shattered

Throughout my life, I’ve romanticized the animal world; I wished I were a bird so that I could fly and go wherever I wanted I wished I were an ant and thrived in a social and purposeful society I wished I were a pet cat and slept comfortably wherever and whenever I wanted while theContinue reading “Dreams of being other species; shattered”

Playful swivel

Seeing you is seeing a raven snake swimming on a stream, after rain Most people are scared of it But I just feel so happy, seeing you frolic in shimmering sunlight Playing against the flow, splashing Playing with me when I rode on by As you swiveled into thorny green abyss I’m fond of youContinue reading “Playful swivel”

Furs, feathers, skins, and bullfrogs

I miss the woolly mammoths They look so majestic in the waning sunlight How do little mammals survive arctic winters? I wanna distribute shelters to all of them Poor shivering babies They’re all so amazing and it’s wondrous to Acknowledge that they live and accompany us In this world; so diverse From deserts to forestsContinue reading “Furs, feathers, skins, and bullfrogs”

Somewhere in the middle of passive thoughts

“Why are you a vegetarian?” He asked. “I don’t like the thought of animals suffering” I responded. “But animals were created by god to service us” he said softly. And we ate our meals silently, somewhere in the middle of passive thoughts.  

Street dogs and humans

Amid a pack of male dogs who gather around a female and have a hormonal frenzy, there’s also a street dog who walks besides a human that he claimed, or that claimed him, vice versa. They sit on the stairs to the closed store at night outside, and when the human figures that it’s timeContinue reading “Street dogs and humans”