She"All animals understand love and affection, but only man shows the propensity to place himself into the shoes of another lifeform. Losing this capability among individuals of this species reduces them below their much heralded position and readies the climate for the likely fall of man: the fall from grace."She by noctalys
Richard said that to me when we spoke one evening, long after the scars had healed. I had wondered at what made us any better than the beings that hunted us, questioned the arrogance in our attempts to save the sheep from their own predation. The "Man" he spoke of was not the Man I saw when I walked down the streets. We all of us are beasts, animals, wandering in a mire of our own shit and filth, grunting and sweating as we give in to our own base natures. "Man" is a disgusting, filthy thing, and it deserves to have its organs splayed out in a brilliant red fresco of its own sins.
I can't remember a time when I didn't think this way, a ti