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Humans

We are only Animals.

By Eldie RosePublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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We are mammals. Purely animals. We eat like them, we hunt like them, we act like them. When we're angry we attack. When we're in love we react. When we're upset, we cry.

I observe our race, this walking advanced specie. It seems to be more intelligent than a common animal: it talks and thinks, yet still unpredictably acts like a barbaric creature.

We clothe ourselves to hide ourselves. We are the only kind who feel like we need to hide beneath the blankets of security. We cower under fancy house formed logs and hibernate inside the ground.

We lost track of time and forgot the purpose of our lives; we were too busy dressing our character instead of becoming a character. Our life had no meaning, and so little became the meaning.

We are pathetic, we are are not living, we are just dying. We are the worst mammal of the Universe, we are the lowest of the animals, yet we reign high as Kings and Queens, above the Lions.

It makes me question why we're the Greatest when all we do is destroy what's best for us and lean towards whats only dead. We are so wicked, we only kill. We kill for pleasure, we kill to kill. We fuck not for love but for our own desires, love no longer seems to exist because we rather have a stroked cock than a loving spouse. We do not dance for our love, or wait to receive its beautiful gift only exchanged between two souls. We just take what we think is ours and once we receive it, we run for another. It's never to enjoy, it is only meant to conquer. Because all we are is just another type of advanced animal.

Our sole purpose is to gain, it is never to be content. We chase away our days and nights, hunting for that shinny gold, just to put it in our fancy nest and show it off to other kinds. My God, My God! We are more shallow than the haunting crows of the dark. We act only like the animals.

We call ourselves Humans. We think we are gods. We feast like the royals. Yet at the end of the day, we will only ever be just wild untamed animals who can put ties around our necks and red lipstick on our lips.

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