It is not our words--words which claim we are just--
But our actions, all of them, which define us,
Actions as simple as the meals we take,
The offerings to the temple that is our body:
We are what we eat, and what is that?:
The flowers, fruit, seeds, vegetation of the field,
Or the products of enslaved creatures,
And the bodies of murdered animals?

More than cocaine, and more than heroin,
the meat on the plate is the most addictive of drugs,
for it puts you in the frequency, not of harmony with,
but of power over, the animals,
the once living beasts, some of them so much bigger than you,
now dead, and you with spear or an ax,
a gun, a bulldozer, a sledge hammer,
or a knife or fork hovering over it...
Your increased heartbeat reiterating,
inwardly pounding your chest,
asserting you are a superior species,
or is it more intelligent?,
all of these rationalizations for being simply more brutal
than the once living being lying under you,
on your plate day after day.

Your plate of food is a mandala,
a symbol of your spirit,
and oppression and death are at the center.

Oh no, you respond: you have a God-given right!
Jehovah, God the father, Allah, you claim,
said that the animals are meant to be killed and eaten,
and this god, you say, in juxtaposition,
is nonetheless a god of infinite love and compassion,
and there is, you say, in fact, you insist, no contradiction.

So you exploit other creatures
as you repeat to yourselves
your scriptures of rationalization:
You deserve to dominate, to subdue the earth.
to cause terror and dread.
And how do you know
you deserve such a position,
to be the master of terror among the creatures?
You tell me, and you're absolutely serious
when you say: "The bible told me so."

Isn't it at least suspicious,
That even your medical researchers contradict your god.
that your all-healthy god commands you to eat
the food of unhealthiness and death?,
And that your all-compassionate god
commands oppression, slavery, brutality, and slaughter?

Your moral discernment is gone,
Suppressed in your brain by walls of animal fat.

The victors write history. The victors write scriptures.

They're doing it at this moment on the media on TV:
The U.S., that has killed millions of people in Korea, Vietnam, the Persian Gulf, Iraq, Panama, Bosnia, is painted as innocent by the mainstream U.S. media.

The 300,000 people killed in the bombing of Baghdad are forgotten.
The 800,000 people killed, many of them children,
through U.S. sanctions, are forgotten.

But the 3,000 killed at the Trade Center are remembered.
Such a convenient state of historical amnesia for the thoughtless patriot,
and for the rich, who are always in jubilation during war,
for their profits increase as they never do in times of peace.

And so it went also in our past history,
For it was oh so easy
for an emperor like Constantine,
With the military by his side
to send into exile the teachers of compassion,
the teachers of vegetarianism and egalitarianism,
to pour lead down their throats, to kill them,
to confiscate their homes, to burn their original scriptures,
and to gather instead bogus bishops claiming to believe
what in fact the empire of Rome believed:
That slavery was valid, and sexism towards women,
and bigotry towards homosexuals,
and the disease-promoting diet of carnivorism.

And so the New Testament was born,
with its jewels of compassion:
"Love your neighbor as your self"
"You cannot serve both God and Mammon"
and "I have come to free the captive"
(and the captive was the slave)
smothered in the dung of the morals of the Roman Empire,
come from the mouth of St. Paul:
"Obey all authority as coming from God,"
"Slaves obey your masters."
"Eat whatever is in the marketplace."

Those who are calm and detached
And removed from the demonic frequency know:
That those who are evil are shrewd:
They know how to perpetuate their empires of evil,
such as the orthodoxies of Judaism, Christianity and Islam,
and the industrialist governments of the world,
polluting our earth, our water, and our air,
and saying it is progress,
and saying that an omniscient god desires such evil.

Except in the ultimate sense,
those who are evil are not without cunning:
in the way they twist the past and tell lies about it
to make it fit and feed their greed,
like the patriarchs who overthrew the vegetarian Asherah gods
in the ancient days of Judaism.

The Asherah of Judaism were the Asura of India.
Asura is a name for almighty god in Hinduism;
Ausar is the name of Osiris in ancient Egypt.
Assyria was named after the Asura.
Once the world was united in the belief
That all humans were equal
And that we were to be compassionate to all creatures.

But such beliefs do not fuel the fires of the greedy,
for the rich are those who desire more than the rest,
the rich are those who by definition
do not love their neighbors as themselves.

So ancient patriarchs overthrew the Asherah
and the vegetarian covenant of Genesis,
and rewrote the nonsense that claims to be from God
in the account of Noah and the Ark:
that the all compassionate God desired
that other creatures live in fear and dread of man.

So too, Paul and Constantine twisted the teachings of Jesus,
concocting scriptures, for example,
that say women are inferior and to be disciplined,
and as a result of such an attitude,
Many women are battered and beaten.

So the bishops of Costantine wrote scriptures that showed hate
toward whatever they did not understand,
that are bigoted towards homosexuals,
inciting vicious, violent, bloody hate crimes against them.

Do you comply with the brain-dead,
the spiritual zombies of orthodoxy,
who are neither logical nor loving?

Do you, like the orthodoxies of Judaism, Christianity and Sunni Islam
all the while persist in preaching the insanity
that your way is somehow true,
that you are really following a god of infinite compassion
at the same time that you are oppressing, enslaving,
and killing the creatures that the all-compassionate one created?

And it was not hard for the followers of Muhammad
To gather all the copies of the Koran,
to remove most of the surahs
advocating compassion to all creatures,
and to put in their place sanctions
for killing animals and eating them,
thus continuing the deceptions of the Hebrews overthrowing the Asherah,
and the deceptions Constantine subverting the Ebionite tradition,
and continuing a tradition of lies.
Even the Sunnis admit Muhammad's preferred diet was vegetarianism.
Isn't the life of Allah's faithful prophet the great Sunnah,
The great example to be followed?

Have you no humility? Have you no shame?
Where is your mental discernment?
How have you tested the Spirit?

But the brain, history proves,
the discerning power of the immortal spririt,
can be trained to believe such contraditionsm
By day after day, mingling with mortality,
Eating the flesh of the dead,
Obscuring the immortal light
immanent in our body/spirit with mortality,
implanting plaque in the blood system
and in the organ of the brain,

And so, in such brains plaqued by death,
and plagued by the catechisms and manuals
of those preaching dominion,
for literally thousands of years
all sorts of nonsense about God
have been taught as truth:

That Deity desires some people to live in the miserable state of slavery,
that Deity desires resentment-breeding societies of rich and poor.
that Deity desires the brutality
and the disease-promoting diet of carnivorism,
Yes, that an all-loving God, a God of infinite love,
desires that you eat the corpses of brutally murdered creatures,
desires that you make death a part of your body,
so that you become a walking grave
nourished by the corpses of murdered creatures.
Hidden graves. Walking graves. Whitened sepulchres.
Inflictors of pain claiming to be good.

In an abnormal, evil-breeding society,
comprised of those in power of orthodox religions
who kill animals,
and who sell their corpses to eat,
and their fur to be worn,
those who free the animals
are described (by the immoral) as criminals.

So, the lovers of creation,
those interested in loving the creatures of the Creator,
such as those destroying vivisection labs,
releasing animals from farms where they will be killed,
(cleansing the temple of the animals to be sacrificed)
are regarded as criminals,
while those who are demonic, who kill animals regularly,
and feed them to you, though the meal is unhealthy,
thrive.

It will not be so for long.

You who live in the way of the demon
and call it the way of God:
you who say you are above the other animals,
and who insist that you are better
than the rest of nature around you,
Please take notice, that wherever you go,
you leave the stain of oil, gas fumes,
and the stench of your factories and incinerators.

You don't want equality. You want superiority.
So you say you deserve to dominate, to subdue the earth:
you choose the scriptures of the fallen.

And so, in your world, you compete.

But in real societies we harmonize,
we treat all people, all beings, as equals,
and all creatures, all beings, as sacred.

The domineering mentality that guides you,
that supports killing the animals,
drives you not to be one among the happy many,
but to be the best above the rest.

And so, in your fantasies,
you want to be the best baseball football basketball
soccer player in the world;
You are the world's most powerful boxer, wrestler,
the champion bullfighter,
the most powerful general,
with the most destructive weapons, and the largest air force,
overseeing the destruction of the masses,
You are the richest industrialist,
The one controlling the greatest number of wage slaves.
You are the greatest of the behindthescenes rich men
Controlling the masses of the world.
You kill more than any other, you cause the most misery...
You are the president, the emperor of evil!
You are the strongest, the handsomest, the richest,
And therefore your reward:
Perfumed bodies, smooth legs spread...ahhh.

But it doesn't work that way:
For your potency fails as you age,
while the bodies of your gentler brothers and sisters
Persist longer in their health and strength,
Your muscles and hardons and other organs diminish in power,
rapidly, compared to theirs,
Though your bad moods anxiety despair are erect
And at attention.

Searching for moral straws,
the plaqued minds of your superficial theologians say:
Look, there is no justice for them!
The slaughterer of cows isn't trampled by bovine hooves,
And those who cut the pig in half aren't gored
By the tusks of the boar.

But look further...
and let the simple truth make you free,
for as your mouths chew murdered flesh,
And the flesh is broken down in little pieces
and the digestive juices break down the bits
into smaller globules moving in the blood,
the circulation of the blood takes the little bits of murder
throughout the body, for the circulation of justice is as smooth
as the movement of blood through the body...

Observe:
Conspiring, your lungs breathe in together the tiny toxins of death...
the brain absorbs miniscule pollutants,
like pinpoints of murderous thought,
and gradually, by degrees, the poisons accumulate,
and the body commits its oh so slow but inevitable suicide:
little lumps of cholesterol goo and matter
from the enslaved and slaughtered and dismembered ones
now impersonally called beef and chicken and pork and fish, dairy, eggs,
move slowly and oh so subtly in the bloodstream,
clogging and poisoning a kidney here, a liver there,
a gall bladder in another...
in those who would not filter right from wrong,
the heart in another
who would not extend compassion to the other animals...
arthritis in that one who would not let the animals move freely,
cataracts in those who refuse to look at the atrocities...
and deafness in those who would not hear
the moans and horror of the slaughterhouse...
And as the little globules of cholesterol
Intrude and settle here and there in your body,
And your health prematurely declines,
Now Death stands over you,
As you stood over other animals--
Perhaps the spear of death this lifetime is cancer
or heart trouble, diabetes, kidney failure--
Death speaks to you and says: you chose me:
The temple of your body digested death,
Made death a part of your bloodstream,
Feeding every cell in your brain and heart and soul.

So now, tell me, as you watch the animals
Bellowing against the prod,
Goaded down chutes to the slaughterhouses,
As you watch their throats being slit,
Their bodies cut in half, their necks twisted,
Or their mangled and murdered bodies in the killing fields of industry,
Tell me, tell me again, that your god is all-compassionate and loving,
Tell me that you or those you listen to,
Have not corrupted the original words of purity
Of Moses and Jesus and Mohammed,
All of whom frequently retreated into the wilderness
To fast and be with the Presence;
And as you mouth rationalizes
why you daily put the corpse of a murdered animal
Into the temple of your body...
Listen carefully to yourself,
As you explain that your god is infinite love
(doesn't infinite love love all beings, since infinite means all?)
Listen to your lies as you explain that
you are not devoted to a demon
Who desires pain and death for other creatures.

And remember...
that the universe is just.

You say judge not that you may not be judged;
Well then I ask you why:
You judge that other animals
Should suffer for you and die?

For those who do not listen to love,
Death is as inevitable as birth,
As inevitable as having to come again and again,
To face the adversary, your self,
In a world like the earth,
A world of terror and deceit.
Until the lesson is learned.

A well-organized hand pays the butcher;
The butcher pays the deliveryman;
The delivery man pays the meatpackers;
The meatpackers, with plastic and boxes work
With the slaughterers and dismemberers themselves.
And look at the creatures,
So many of them subdued, had dominion over,
by people who hunt them, trap them, kill them,
lord it over them like false gods,
like the fallen angels they are.

So now, tell me, dying ones,
as you observe chickens stuffed in cages
debeaked and frustrated from having no room,
like pigs in their cages,
cage literally upon cage upon cage,
the upper animals defecating on those below,

Tell me,
as you watch the many mangled and murdered bodies,
grasshoppers and ladybugs, and their insect kindred,
the larger and small animals trapped in the excavated land
or in the cut down trees in the killing fields of industry,

Tell me, tell me again,
that your god is all-compassionate and loving,
Tell me that you or those you listen to,
Have not corrupted the original words of purity
Of Moses and Jesus and Mohammed,
Who fasted to be with the Presence,
And as you explain why you daily put the corpse of a murdered animal
Into the temple of your body,
Listen carefully to yourself
As you explain to us how you are not devoted to a demon
Who desires pain and death for other creatures,
Instead of the true God of infinite compassion,

And as time goes on,
your decaying, pain-wracked body will remind you
that the universe is just.
Some state they wish that karma would be more obvious
And disappointedly to them,
Wall street has not been flooded
By the earth's envelope of heat melting the ice caps and
raising the waters of the coast...
At least not yet,
though the waters are still rising.

And those who support the slavery
of the poor to the rich throughout the world,
Are not enslaved and killed by the poor
Over whom they tyrannize,
At least not yet,
Though information is spreading more rapidly
And their lies are fading in the sun of truth,

And yet the time approaches,
the time is coming,
closer and closer,
a time when the millionth human,
like the hundredth monkey,
concludes that it is better to die
opposing and killing evil,
than it is to live as a slave under it.

Just as the rich on a regular basis
sacrifice the poor on the altars of war,
so the time is coming when the rich will be sacrificed.
The rich wives and rich mothers who claimed to be women,
but lacked the compassion and tenderness of their kind,
who chose instead to profit from
the sweat and the blood of the poor;
And the rich fathers and rich sons who claimed to be men,
but reasoned that they should be masters
and other men slaves,
that they should own much
and others own little;
the time is coming closer
when the mountains will shake and some fall,
when the water of the ice caps,
melted by the fires of industry,
will drown Wall St. and the Bourse,
when the rich will be overthrown,
their buildings demolished,
their fortresses gone,
and their own soldiers, their own police,
understanding the truth,
turn against them,
fragging those who commanded injustice,
Killing the rich, the mass murderers,
until governments and industrialists
become just a bad dream
and the rich will no longer exist,
nor those who oppress the creatures of the earth,
So that finally the time of peace will come.

This is merely the inherent and necessary logic
of a sick earth, divinely guided,
shaking off its parasites.