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cyanessence
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I don't do things for fun. I have no fun. I don't like reading.















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time to slaughter
Reading & Writing / by cyanessence
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 9 hours ago
...See more *time to slaughter* Should we genetically modify a chicken? I think not. I would not want to be genetically modified. Fed... growth hormones? No. Why would anyone? To speed up the growth of the chicken, bypassing a natural and healthy life? [In saying that, should we eat meat every day? Every time I consume meat, I consider the heartbreak of the kill, and the worth of vegetarian/vegan foods. Meat can be nice, but I do not make it central to my diet out of respect, and in the interest of variety and contrast. If a dish cannot be good without a meat component, perhaps the rest of the dish is lacking.] I do not want to consume that which has been grown in haste, for the purpose of money. That applies to non-meat, too. Would you want to be bred selectively for the purpose of rapid growth? "Here, this is your diet. What does it mean? You will live a short life so that you can be consumed sooner." That, to me, is grotesque. When the weather is cold in Winter, should we genetically modify the sun so that it is warmer? I would say no. That would mess with the seasons. I am just a fan of nature. Specifically, natural nature. "Humans already modify nature in countless ways" That is Tradition Fallacy, and in this case, I think it to be an err. Also: a slow-growing animal is something I consider to have better quality of life. I would rather serve chickens than serve chicken. As in: "What can I do for the chickens to demonstrate love and care, as I would do for friend and family?" We are interested in living longer and healthier lives. Why are we not interested in chickens living longer and healthier lives? "Time to slaughter"... wow. I wonder what horrors occur when that variable is reduced to its minimum. Imagine if the chickens bred us selectively, in the interest of minimising time to slaughter.
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meanings
Poetry / by cyanessence
Last post
 Thursday
...See more if someone asks me: "what is the meaning of life?" i would respond: "what are the meanings of life?"
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consuming vagueness
Reading & Writing / by cyanessence
Last post
 Thursday
...See more *consuming vagueness* Actual foods have flavour. Actual seasonings have flavour. I am becoming quite opposed to the consumption of artificial things. "Colour x" is added, and might very well communicate information... but I would very much like to see the honest colour of something. "Flavour" [quite literally listed as "flavour" on the label] is added, and now, I cannot experience the honest flavour of natural ingredients. Do you know how many things have flavour? "Flavour", listed as an ingredient, is vague to the point that I do think it requires proper investigation. If "flavour" is so good, be proud of it. Put it on the front of the label. If it were actual turmeric, for example, businesses could easily capitalise on that. If it were actual lemon juice, the same applies. What is "flavour"? It could literally vary from batch to batch, as it is just a place for something to act as a variable. One week, "flavour" could be cocaine. The next, it could be MDMA. Do not flavour that which has flavour with "flavour". That is common sense. The law needs to change. "Flavour" is not truth in packaging, at all. I'm a big boy: I am happy to read, on the label, what "flavour" is. Let me decide whether I want "flavour". For, dirt has flavour, and I will not eat dirt. "I ate "flavour" today!" Cool. What's that? "I don't know! No-one will tell me, as the law permits the sale of things that hide under vague descriptions!" The law permits the sale of "flavour". Should it? No. I want to buy "flavour" on its own if it is so good so that I may make my own foods and beverages. Imagine walking into a shop and asking for a bottle of Flavour™. The shopkeeper asks: "What kind?" You reply: "Flavour. I want to add it to my water, oats, vegetables, and coffee." "But what flavour?" "Your labels don't seem to think I need to know." Every detail of that which is consumed should be perfectly knowable if we care about health. Every detail. No vagueness. None.
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served
Poetry / by cyanessence
Last post
 Wednesday
...See more *served* Dinner was served but I did not want it as the chef added "colour" which took the colour from my face
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mourning chickens
Poetry / by cyanessence
Last post
 Wednesday
...See more *mourning chickens* when a chicken is lost i am, too chickens may seem, to some insignificant yet, they hold awareness and when that awareness is forgotten neglected unseen part of life goes unvalued we dislike being caged i am sure: no form of awareness appreciates being caged we are not utilities neither are they a chicken's life deserves respect care and attention what life can thrive without honest and proper love
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gifts, unwrapped
Reading & Writing / by cyanessence
Last post
 Wednesday
...See more *gifts* I am not opposed to Christmas. I am not opposed to tradition, celebration, or remembering. Though I, personally, would appreciate a different kind of gift for Christmas. No, I do not want chocolate for Christmas. I do not want to damage my teeth, nor flood my body with sugar. No, I do not want a bike for Christmas. I do not want to store or maintain it. [I do not appreciate gifts that have ongoing costs]. I do not want the latest console/game. I do not want clothes, trinkets, baubles, or decorations. I do not want to fake a smile just to satisfy someone's imagined need that they are a giving person. If I want such things, I will employ my own critical thought process to make a truly considered choice. I do not want money for Christmas. I just... do not. What would I appreciate? How about an exchange: I will not buy you gifts if you do not buy me gifts. We both save time and money; we both contribute less to landfill; no-one has to fake a smile. How about a discussion: you tell me how to spend less and live better, and I will do the same for you. Gifts can be nice. But more often than not, I find such an activity performative, saccharine, and ritualistic without heart. You really want to gift me a sweater? Do so when it is not socially deemed necessary, and the gift carries considerably more weight. - *unwrapped* Consider this: I receive a gift for Christmas. It is wrapped. Already, I am disappointed. Heartbroken, even. Why? The wrapping must be either thrown away or recycled, both of which incur environmental costs. I would rather contribute to a healthier environment by rejecting all forms of disposable wrapping. And another point... It disappoints me that society is whipped into a money spending frenzy during such occasions. Why? Some might purchase inferior goods just to tick something off a list. Example: I have ten family members, and a small budget. So, for each member, I will buy them the cheapest thing which resembles a gift. Then, I can say I gave my family gifts. Such gifts are not good, especially when accompanied by false smiles. "Oh, thank you for this plastic flower. You are now socially acceptable." The giver assumes their gift is good, and so does something similar next year; the gifted is required to perform gratitude, when it could prompt them to harbour resentment ["this person never buys me things I want, but regardless, I will smile, as I do not want to cause a scene on Christmas"] When gift giving becomes a social obligation, we can forget the somewhat hidden costs of performing for social points. - Imagine this: The widespread tradition of wrapping gifts is entirely abandoned, for the sake of the environment. Giving gifts is still a tradition, but it is mutually agreed: by eliminating an environmental cost, we all, in effect, give ourselves the gift of a healthier environment. And I want to say... just because a particular ideal is widespread does not mean it is wise. If we all were expected to burn a tree so that we can say Christmas was performed, is that wise? In such a scenario, we would smile at those that burn trees while slowly diminishing an environment that is able to support smiles. - If unwrapping a gift is so prised, why not... something that allows there to be a reveal? A family decides: rather than purchasing wrapping that has environmental costs, gifts are placed inside a metal/wooden box. Such could even be personally decorated. In such a case, the reveal remains intact, but so does that which allows there to be a reveal [the containers could be passed onto the next generation, and even if empty, would always contain memories of Christmas].
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when happiness surprises
Poetry / by cyanessence
Last post
 September 23rd
...See more when happiness surprises* to make happiness a continuous pursuit may overshadow the peace found in contentment when boredom strikes accompanied by contentment boredom can feel pleasing nothing happening no striving drifting, in time for me, forgetting happiness makes for unforgettable memories when happiness surprises
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forgotten hues of blue
Poetry / by cyanessence
Last post
 September 13th
...See more *forgotten hues of blue* The day wore on her searing skin, scorching any daring enough to feel its chill. Yet another wandered beneath clouds of regret, failing to feel the cleansing rains that poured. How could they ignore, she thought, the biting cold of selfish pursuit? Me, mine, I, myself, all said without regard for the ear that hears. Brutal forces tearing bread from broken hands left the giving with nothing to receive. Confused must be the community that takes bones from the dead to construct fences designed for solitude. Raving brags of how the other was had in a bad deal was the madness that made the crowds lament. As the birds flew to find somewhere less lost, an icy idea withered stillness of mind. Mystified by tangles of paths trodden by apathy, the forest offered chance to remember tomorrow. To neglect the darkness night brings sours each new dawn. To reside among the many that never shed tear dried the well of well-being. Escaping to leaves, seeking relief from blight and scorn, would be the only remedy that granted respite to mourn. Boundless sorrow, denied of attention, deprived view of bountiful colour. Witnessing the fallen writhe, absent of emotion, turned once sweet cries bitter. Within the refuge of trees that grew, perhaps, too, she would learn to grow. Sight of flying leaf is unseen when the woods that tend become walls that do not home, merely house. Under canopies of green, alone, at last, she could douse her woes with forgotten hues of blue.
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