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> A cheeseburger—greasy, simple, immediate—is not a compromise. It’s an honest answer. You don’t have to justify it. You just have to chew.

nah, you •do• have to justify it, because that #cheeseburger is made out of someone's #flesh and someone's #breastmilk. 🍔🥩🥛

nothing "honest" about that, as it takes an awful lot of denial to justify slicing someone's throat to give pleasure to your taste buds. 🐮🔪🩸

please do eat with #kindness for other people, not just for yourself. #govegan 🌱🧆🍟

A quotation from Marcus Aurelius

A little flesh, a little breath, and a Reason to rule all — that is myself.
 
[Ὅ τί ποτε τοῦτό εἰμι, σαρκία ἐστὶ καὶ πνευμάτιον καὶ τὸ ἡγεμονικόν.]

Marcus Aurelius (AD 121-180) Roman emperor (161-180), Stoic philosopher
Meditations [To Himself; Τὰ εἰς ἑαυτόν], Book 2, ch. 2 (2.2) (AD 161-180) [tr. Staniforth (1964)]

Sourcing, notes, alternate translations: wist.info/marcus-aureleus/7541…

[26.03.2023]
“When I put my hands on your body on your flesh I feel the history of that body. Not just the beginning of its forming in that distant lake but all the way beyond its ending. I feel the warmth and texture and simultaneously I see the flesh unwrap from the layers of fat and disappear. I see the fat disappear from the muscle. I see the muscle disappearing from around the organs and detaching iself from the bones. I see the organs gradually fade into transparency leaving a gleaming skeleton gleaming like ivory that slowly resolves until it becomes dust. I am consumed in the sense of your weight, the way your flesh occupies momentary space the fullness of it beneath my palms. I am amazed at how perfectly your body fits to the curves of my hands. If I could attach our blood vessels so we could become each other I would. If I could attach our blood vessels in order to anchor you to the earth to this present time I would. If I could open up your body and slip inside your skin and look out your eyes and forever have my lips fused with yours I would. It makes me weep to feel the history of your flesh beneath my hands in a time of so much loss. It makes me weep to feel the movement of your flesh beneath my palms as you twist and turn over to one side to create a series of gestures to reach up around my neck to draw me nearer. All these memories will be lost in time like tears in the rain.“
(David Wojnarowicz - When I Put My Hands on Your Body, 1989)

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