the world is
nothing in a pretty box
are we smart enough to know how
smart animals are?
surely
an advantage of our present technospiritual environment is that we can choose
our taxonomic rank – at
least emotionally, familially, aesthetically, cognitively – and choose to belong to the kingdom of plantae or fungi rather than animalia. what we are born into biologically can then be influenced and even superseded by what we are born into existentially, even as we are not bound by our dna-upbringing, by the labels of others. the freedom – let these choice illusions last forever! – recent voids have granted us permit our claims that reach past the margins of biology into the fission of imagination and desire.
i
am a plant with extra leaves … these extras i call technology.
in
this era of protests, of protests protesting protest, of binaries and waste and
blood and inane insecurities,
protester sadoos join in!
we
protest (most generally) humanity's strategic imbecility (and tactical implementations
of this imbecility) – that as a species we're investing most of our time,
money, and energy into our hyperapex predator attributes (slaughtering more and
better than anything else) and little into what seems our most distinctive talent
– a kind of empathic consciousness that allows us to contextualize ourselves
(individually and collectively) as part of vast and intelligent ecosystems and
adapt our lives to this broader knowledge. more specifically, objecting to
anthropocentrism, ecological degradation – and the political-lifestyle
machineries that we in our mob conformity are enculturated into.
it’s not that sadoos necessarily object to
eating animals, but that we’re confused by the exclusion of humans from this
eating. our vegetarianism and veganism is birthed from this confusion.
as a human mammal deep-educated in long
traditions of dominance and hierarchy, i unquestionably assumed certain rights
for grey and wealthy decades. as the unquestioning became questioning, i gradually
have switched my allegiance from the mammals of my ancestry and become a
technological plant.
any
stereotypes you attempt to incarcerate me in are your regressions and degradations …
i am molecular energy dressing up and down in words.
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