I remember years ago I lived in a cheap damp bedsit. One night I got up and saw these silver fish crawling amongst the floor. Yip my ethics went out the window and I killed them. Sometimes fear and shock overpowers ones beliefs. I went back to bed and felt uneasy. Jumping out of bed and putting the light on there was loads of them, one was on my pillow. I flattened the lot of them and and soon discovered where the nest was. I poured fairy liquid down where they came from and soon the queen appeared. I flattened her. End of infestation.
We are all full of contradictions and hypocrisies. Purity only exists in the Christ.
I would like to add even 20 years on I do regret that act.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKgJVe0CJ08I'm on medication so I see these animals with an intense guilt. Probably a guilt as such it counter attacks the benefits it is supposed to be helping me with.
When deep compassion crosses the line of red mist there are those who have been jailed in their quest for a better life for our 'lesser' beings.
http://www.alfsg.org.uk/current_prisoners.htmlThousands of years ago cats were worshipped as Gods, they have never forgotten this.
Gaia as a living organism may see us as I saw the silver fish on that fateful night.
Even at your most foolish a dog will imitate you in its quest for your affection.
Mothy.