At about age seven I thought our culture was wrong:
I thought it was just me because I was strange and didn’t fit in.
In my late teens I thought that there were way too many humans in the world:
Again I thought it just my being weird and a misfit.
The attitude that humans are the only species that matters horrifies me.
And this is created and reinforced by (western) religion.
As soon as I found out where meat came from I didn’t want to eat it.
I received a bashing from mother and I was served the same meal for breakfast lunch and tea until I ate it.
My attitude of not wanting to eat meat persisted.
As did the routine of being served the same meal for breakfast lunch and tea.
Mother also threaten to have me put in a mental institution which was quite possible in those days.
I am not sure when the nightmares started:
I dreamed that I was an animal in a slaughter house.
It wasn’t until 1978 that I became a vegetarian and the night mares stopped.
I have occasionally had to go off my vegetarian diet for health reasons:
and the night mares return.
Yesterday I ate a chicken salad and last night had a nightmare of thousands of baby chickens in a small space:
I knew (in this dream) that they were being pumped full of hormones so they would grow quickly and then be slaughtered.
I woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep
Hence writing this blog.
Vegetarians were not catered for in S.A. in the 1970’s and 1980s.
I was not only ridiculed
I was abused.
Recently cruelty in the horse racing industry has received publicity:
This was brought to my attention more than 2 decades ago.
The fact that all new borns at the abattoirs are left to die of dehydration and starvation ( which I later found out was at the request of drug companies)
was brought to my attention in 1982.
I reported this to the RSPCA who called me a liar and a trouble maker:
and Animal Liberation who told me to write to a politician.
At least these days celebrates acknowledge they are vegan.
I have the greatest respect and admiration for Ellen Degeneres and her wife Portia:
The late Peter Brock was vegan but few people knew.
In my old age to ease my frustration re only money and humans matter, I wrote a short sci fi story.
In this sci fi Humans were genetically engineered to mine gold for E T’s who could not breathe or function on our planet: They used the gold as an anti fungal for plants on their planet.
A quote from my sci fi:
Kunapipi teased Arawn re communicating with the humans.
‘They won’t take any notice of you!
You’re not humanoid. And you don’t speak!
So you are of no consequence.’
“Oh they will take notice of me:
They will “hear words” and think I am speaking.
They will perceive me as the Antichrist or devil because the devil in western mythology has horns: as do I, as a Nirahn!
A couple of paragraphs have been omitted
Some did think him god!
“There is no such creature.
The concept was created by those in power. To control you.
This universe was/is a creative endeavour .
The closest analogy within your limited understanding is that I am the writer, producer and director of a movie. I also designed the set and choose the actors.
Or using an analogy from a sci fi television series: I am a technician creating an holodeck programme.
The Nirahns whom I look like; did not give you reproductive organs.
They intended you to die out after a life span of a thousand years.
The original design of humans were seven to eight foot tall and you were vegetarian.
The old “gods” were different E. T. ‘s. With their own agenda.
They were from the constellation of Scorpius:
These beings enabled you to reproduce.
They were “growing” you as a food source.
Where do you think the idea of human sacrifices came from.?
And your vampire myths?
It was during this time that the beings from Canis Major became aware of you and addicted to your feelings of pain and trauma.
End of quote
Part of the motivation behind my story line is that I question whether humans are indigenous to the planet?
And my non fiction
and be kind to non humans