Saturday, January 29, 2011
There is a wicked man selling endangered species encased in plastic on the boardwalk. Seeing such a sight, one can't help but feel remorse for all the lost souls and sheer horror tangled in the beauty of nature and the stark reality of a sick bizarre graveyard designed to make money.
Children are sent into the killing fields to find anything that moves or shits and then murder the poor critters and encase them in plastic -- sold for pennies ... or another day of abuse, murder, and existence.
So I painted the robber-of-life encased in plastic and paraded my painting in front of his display warning children and parents not to purchase his sale-priced death in a box.
Thanks to my efforts, the disconnected corpse-muncher didn't make one penny today ... much like the children in the killing fields.
The old man called the police on me three times, but I didn't stop as I was exercising my free speech and am on the side of good. He sicked his pitbull on me and I called the police. After pulling my pants down in front of everyone to show the bite mark on my ass to the paramedics, police, and onlookers, I proclaimed, "I will never stop campaigning against evil and until he takes his bad karma off the boardwalk, I will make sure his wallet hurts everyday."
Wherever I go, there I am. Silence in complicity, as is tolerance. I can't wait for tomorrow!
Video by Ben Hur
Around 8:00 AM this morning I was speaking with the Venice Beach Police, and through our conversation, discovered there was a turkey a mile down the boardwalk. I immediately ran down the boardwalk where I found a large gathering of people watching a pit-bull harass the gentle turkey.
I quickly offered up the last of my ...money ---$10.00---for my feathered friend. The homeless woman who had a bra tied around the turkey's neck gladly took the money in exchange for the turkey; while, the homeless corpse-munchers salivated at the thought of a turkey dinner and made scary remarks.
I picked her up and carried her back to my paintings and made some calls. Animal Acres agreed to take on a new family member and a ride was arranged. While waiting, I held and bonded with my friend.
As I was holding her, the owners came by my display wanting her back. The owner is a chef who was given the turkey to butcher and cook for Thanksgiving. The chef couldn't bear murdering the poor soul; however, his roommate threw the turkey by the feet in an alleyway where a homeless woman found her and tied a bra around her neck and brought her down to the board walk to make some cash. No way in hell I was giving up my new friend to the hands of a corpse-munching chef. I told him to take a hike, she's mine now.
Our friend is now safe and sound to live out her natural born days at Animal Acres. I plan on visiting her and know she will recognize me and be the beautiful gentle soul she was today.
Sparking curiosity so people will discover veganism on their own and have ownership. I am going door to door leaving people with an honest message. I use this handout: http://inslide.com/vegandoortodoor.doc
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"Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it." Buddha
Veganism addresses our major problems:
Climate Change, War, Violence, Pollution, Ignorance, Apathy, and the Healthcare Crisis