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Ghost in our machine

What is our relationship to animals? Are they here to serve us? Should we take advantage? Or should we reconsider our role?
Can we live without meat? Or do we need the proteins?
In general people will answer most of these questions without considering we’re actually talking about individual beings, not about some product made in a factory.

That’s the strength of the documentary posted above. It shifts our focus to the truth of the individual existence of animals, both large and small. They have a right to live, just as we do.

Just portraying this creates a powerful message. Foxes and ferret are held in tiny cages purely for their fur. A being with no other value than their outer skin. Imagine if we value humans like that..

So to me the question is why are we so neglectant of basic rights for animals? Are we really better? So we can decide what to do with them – treating them as objects?

The documentary creates a mirror for me to look into. I am the lost animal,  forgetting about the herd i belong to.  Rather than recognizing i am lost, i prefer to enjoy the illusion of being separate and being above all other beings.

I am the king of the jungle, but i don’t realize I’m destroying my kingdom…

 

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Ghost

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Ghosts klein

Wandering in the forest I meet the ghost
He captures my imagination as he swirls around me
Filling my body with feelings of excitement
As it creates its magic out of thin air

Impressed by the appearances I forget where I am
And soon I find myself lost in the forest with nowhere to go
Yet the ghost keeps on animating me with its stories
Soothing and comforting words and images appear

As I start to worry the ghost suddenly screams out loud
WE’RE LOST AND THERE IS NO WAY OUT OF HERE!”
All I can think about right now is
I want to get out of here and just disappear

The ghost starts to become unbearable to be with
It wont shut up and is totally out of control
No matter how hard I try to escape it
It finds me quicker than I can find my own shadow

So now stuck in this dark forest of illusion
Looking for a way out even though I’m afraid
Lying on the ground I begin to lose hope
While the ghost seems to be laughing at me

Full of desperation I wonder to myself
Why did I ever started this endeavor?
To travel alone into the dark woods
Trying to find the source of life

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