What would you do if after eating the best tasting meat you ever experienced you were told that it was flesh of baby human? Would you want more? I love lobster and shrimp. I used to love to eat meat. We grow tilapia where I live, in a small pond. For my birthday one year, we caught about 30 of them, cooked, and ate them. Before, that when we approached the pond, they would come over to us, afterwards they would hide. Upon discovering how intelligent they actually were, we stopped eating them. I need to stop eating sea food, its not easy. Sweets, coca cola, coffee, many foods that many love, are addicted to, but are bad for our bodies, cigarettes, unhealthy habits, sexuality; self-denial, discipline, ascetism, such are the challenges of this life. It is so much easier to rationalize. Perhaps morals are merely cultural constructs and weightless conventions. How noble really is one's character, assuming that this is important? What makes us human as compared to other animals, perhaps is our proclivity for existential conundrums. It seems there is no authority and one must find the answers within.
We could be like one of many tiny sperms swimming to the egg, the host, the holy grail, but only one, like Buddha will make it, while the rest never go beyond that short existence. As my friends slowly pass from this life, one by one, I can't help but ask myself, was that it? Was that all there was? How profound was that? It is so easy to ignore these existential questions as though they don't even exist, like most people probably do and then they die. Is it enough to just be alive or is it what we make of it? If you are living in a house that is on fire, what is your purpose? To get out of that house is your first purpose, maybe to try to save the others or put it out. So our first purpose, may simply be to survive and to heal the planet, but after that? To fulfill our potential, to be love, to help others, to help save and change the world, to save lives, to inspire, to enjoy life, to make people laugh, to share wisdom, to feed others, to save the environment, to save bees, there are endless answers to that question. To eat, might even be one.
Us vegetarians need meaty discussions to help us evolve and comprehend. Platitudes are like farts in that once they enter our consciousness, they serve no good purpose, if you will excuse my vulgarity. Lets dive deeply together and pluck up those pearls of wisdom that lie within us.