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How can it be possible that a creature can be too beautiful to live? What kind of thing looks at a being like Emperor and decides that the greatest joy is to kill it? That those antlers belong on a wall rather than on a living creature?
Failing, failing, I just want to be unconscious or gone. Cannot, cannot, cannot. A world where people kill other people because they are angry or hungry or stupid is bad enough, but this...
Prince Philip once said that if he was to come back as anything it would be as a deadly virus. I hate to agree with anything this old tiger murderer says, but I can see it somehow. Wandering around covered in invisible spores, sneezing, death in a small train compartment, just removing some of the chimpmatter, human lichen covering the planet and strangling all other life. I am filled with rage, I want to find Emperor's hunter and cut their head off, mount it on a wall above a blazing fire, and invite the hunter's family round, see how much of their child's flesh they would eat before they recognised it. I want to brand them all on the forehead, because I feel Emperor had as much right to life as any of them. As any of us.
Talking to him, he is reasonable, talking to others, yes, shocked saddened, yes, horrible, now moving on...a healthy attitude. I don't have that.
What is happening to me? Why do I feel so distant from humanity? Never mind. Never mind chimpchatter.
Emperor. Right now, only you matter.
How can it be possible that a creature can be too beautiful to live? What kind of thing looks at a being like Emperor and decides that the greatest joy is to kill it? That those antlers belong on a wall rather than on a living creature?
Failing, failing, I just want to be unconscious or gone. Cannot, cannot, cannot. A world where people kill other people because they are angry or hungry or stupid is bad enough, but this...
Prince Philip once said that if he was to come back as anything it would be as a deadly virus. I hate to agree with anything this old tiger murderer says, but I can see it somehow. Wandering around covered in invisible spores, sneezing, death in a small train compartment, just removing some of the chimpmatter, human lichen covering the planet and strangling all other life. I am filled with rage, I want to find Emperor's hunter and cut their head off, mount it on a wall above a blazing fire, and invite the hunter's family round, see how much of their child's flesh they would eat before they recognised it. I want to brand them all on the forehead, because I feel Emperor had as much right to life as any of them. As any of us.
Talking to him, he is reasonable, talking to others, yes, shocked saddened, yes, horrible, now moving on...a healthy attitude. I don't have that.
What is happening to me? Why do I feel so distant from humanity? Never mind. Never mind chimpchatter.
Emperor. Right now, only you matter.