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missmagrathea:

fightingforanimals:

Source: Animal Place

Pigs are more tactile than dogs. They revel in touch. When Mishka smells or hears a human, his first response is to investigate. Ignoring breakfast time, Mishka’s greatest joy is found in the touch of another being. If you sit in his pasture and Mishka learns of your presence, he will saunter to your position then drape himself next to your body. He will streeeeetch out for a belly rub. 
How is it possible that we love dogs enough to elevate their moral worth in our society yet we relegate nonhumans like Mishka to “food”? Mishka suffers as a dog does. He revels in belly rubs and back scratches in the same manner as a dog. When he is afraid, he squeaks and yelps like a dog. When he is joyous, he will let out a whoop of excitement and race through green grass, the unmistakable language of play and happiness. Mishka is someone. He is a “who” with the ability to communicate his emotions and intentions. His value is found inside his mind, not in someone’s desire to eat his flesh. -marji beach, education director


Go vegan for precious animals like Mishka!
pelucidly:

It’s too hot to be outside, but these flowers are pretty 🌻 (spot the bee 🐝)
oecodomic:

Tea Farm Spring -  Zhang Ning
disminucion:

Watermelon Dawn, Sean Davey
Morality defines not only how we get along with the world and one another, and the rules of life; it characterizes our very nature,” he says. “Morality has to do with human connection. It has to do with the kind of connection that responds to others, and in turn earns the caring response of others. If we are deprived of our morality, we’re deprived of an essential part of ourselves.
by David Swick at Shambhala SunRobert Coles and the Moral Life (via protoslacker)
tulipnight:

Micheldever Bluebell Sunrise by antonyspencer on Flickr.
ufocottoncandy: As a woman I have no country. As a woman I want no country. As a woman, my country is the whole world. — Virginia Woolf
The world you see is just a movie in your mind.
Rocks dont see it.
Bless and sit down.
Forgive and forget.
Practice kindness all day to everybody
and you will realize you’re already
in heaven now.
That’s the story.
That’s the message.
Nobody understands it,
nobody listens, they’re
all running around like chickens with heads cut
off. I will try to teach it but it will
be in vain, s’why I’ll
end up in a shack
praying and being
cool and singing
by my woodstove
making pancakes.
by Jack Kerouac
mstrkrftz:

  Reinebringen | Rickard Eriksson
thedruidsteaparty:

Eskdale Woods by scotto
furything:

primrose bunny 
Oh how we forget
that everything is a choice
and we can decide.
by Tyler Knott Gregson