As I begin to write this, I’m not sure to whom it will be addressed. All I know is, something has to change. Whether it’s my conscience or my ego guiding me, I believe that there’s a part I must play in bringing about the change.
Paul Seymour, January 1st, 2013
You probably won’t believe this: If you and most other people made one small change in your daily lives, it would put an end to war, murder and domestic violence.
If I told you that this one change would also put an end to World Hunger, you’d say I was dreaming.
If I told you that this one small change would also save our children and literally save the World from the environmental disaster which has already begun, you’d say I was crazy.
If I also told you that this one small change would be the beginning of an evolutionary step for humankind, a giant cultural leap and a huge spiritual awakening that will herald a new era, you’d want to have me committed.
Well, guess what? There is one small change you will make, sooner or later, that will achieve these goals.
They say there is only one constant in the Universe and that is: Change. And, perhaps everything is changing for the better; everything is improving or trying to, in some way.
The one thing the Universe has been continually doing since the beginning, the one thing the Earth has been doing in its four and a half billion year life, and the one thing humans have been trying to do in the relatively short time we’ve ruled this planet, is: to improve.
Unfortunately, in the process of improving our lives, humans often cause immense changes (for the worse) in other lives. The other lives which share this globe with us were not created by us, or for us, regardless of what man-made religions might say. In other words:
THIS IS NOT OUR PLANET!
We do not own it or its inhabitants.
For thousands of years, since our earliest ancestors fought over drying up water holes or the carcasses of animals, humans have killed each other in the same way they learnt to kill animals. It didn’t come naturally to them but when vegetation became scarce, they copied the carnivores and killed for food.
Filled with the acquired violence of the true carnivores, and having overcome their natural, nurturing instincts in order to bash in the heads of unsuspecting little animals, they then turned on each other. Our once compassionate and caring ancestors learnt more and more devious ways to kill and maim.
Murder and War were born from the blood of our food.
Pythagoras, one of the cleverest men who ever lived, said:
“As long as men kill animals, they will kill each other”
Leo Tolstoy, author of ‘War and Peace’, said:
“While there are slaughterhouses, there will be battlefields”
“Thou shalt not kill”… anyone or anything for any reason.
Getting back to ownership of other beings:
In the same way that we cannot own other races of people, we have no right to own other species.
In the same way that we must not do harm to human animals, we have no right to harm other animals.
In the same way that most of us care for human beings, we must care for all other living beings.
Some will argue this point, saying that animals are different from people. Of course they are. People are different from people. Every individual is different. Every species is different. But for every difference between human animals and others, there are a thousand similarities. Look at these foetuses:
Ignorant people believe other animals don’t think or feel as human animals do. Intelligent people know that this is so wrong. In fact the only marked difference between our thoughts is language. Their thoughts, emotions, pain and joy are created by exactly the same processes as in human animals.
Animals dream, animals scream.
When a mindless abattoir worker crudely cuts into the throat of a baby, (so you can have lamb chops) it hurts that baby every bit as much as it would hurt your baby.
When a hunter smashes a lump of lead through a mother’s ribs, tearing open her muscles and turning her organs into jelly, of course it hurts that doe, just like it was your ribs and muscles and organs.
When a fisherman plunges a sharp hook through the face of a small animal, then pulls it into suffocating air, that animal feels the same pain and terror as you would, hung by your mouth on a butcher’s hook, gasping for breath.
“That’s all very well,” you might say “but what will we eat?”
We don’t eat ‘rabbit food’, contrary to popular belief
Some of us would starve rather than murder someone to eat their corpse.
Allowing others to commit atrocities for you is even worse.
For many years, some of us went without the taste of meat and cheese. We not only survived, we thrived. Now, there’s no excuse not to make the change.