Friday, February 8, 2019
Free from Humans :: English Literature Essays
Free from Humans I did not witnesser the construction of the draw close which had the size of a mans fist. It would be a great experience since my university course in animal computer architecture was a source of marvel at how several(predicate) birds collect different materials to weave, in different fashions, out different forms of nests. I noticed it when iodine day, as I walked along the straight corridor towards my apartment, some splendidg softly fluttering sped across my view. He or she was a little bird rushing into the dissonant air away from this corridor ten-storey above the ground. I turned to where he or she should have come from. Hanging from a thin branch of a tall potted plant scattered with some leaves was this egg-shaped nest with a hole. Tiny twigs and some feathers were used to weave this simple barely adequate home. Probably, he or she had plucked some of his or her feathers. That could be painful, I thought. I wondered why this bird had chosen this unattr active thin plant which belonged to a withdrawn neighbor three doors away from my apartment. more than importantly, staying on a plant that was incapable of concealing it and staying at a height easily reachable by humans was unwise at all. Did the footsteps from my hard executive shoes frighten it? From then on, everyday, I walked prehistorical the plant with the slightest sound. At night, as I came back home and passed the plant, I would, taking care not to startle the faint animal, steal a glance at the hole where his or her beak rested. My respect for animals is as natural as animals are beautiful. I cant handle how any human with all its gift in reasoning could chat pain upon or even kill other animals when it knows well that it doesnt like pain. An ex-colleague, Diane, which was then a fresh Biology graduate, ate the aforesaid(prenominal) rice and meat everyday like a one-dimensionally programmed machine without cosmos equipped with sophisticated taste buds to receive ta stes and feel textures, not to allege being installed with the brain to unify them all as an experience. Its indifference towards keen or bad food mirrors its attitude towards animal rights. Why should I care? When a cat or dog passes by, I fair kick it. They should be sent to laboratories for testing, Dianes one-dimensionally programmed brain sent the entropy to the lifeless tongue which then rattled to output the sound wave.
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