Occasionally, it's apparent
That a dream exists.
Much like the way kindness exists
You may shut your eyes
And begin your journey
Towards an inviting end
Letting the current pull you in
Letting the world swallow you

And in place of yourself
You are the perfect you
And she always notices
And cries while you play the piano

Flash
You awake and you have to decide
Not if your dreams are real
But if you will choose the dream;
Choose the reality;
Or choose to push the dream
Into the truth
of your life


-inspired by the movie The Good Night

Thoughts on killing animals

Headlining news this week has been following the chaos of a certain private zoo in Ohio.  An account of it can be found HERE.  Essentially, all hell broke loose as a 62 year old zoo owner released all of his exotic animals into the neighborhood and then shot and killed himself.

The police's reaction was to order the immediate killing of all loose animals due to "public safety."

And they did.  They killed them.  49 of 56 rare bears, tigers, lions, baboons and wolves.  A freaking massacre of exotic, beautiful animals.  

I'm.

PISSED.

I just can't comprehend that killing these animals was the best way for them to handle the situation.  They interviewed the director of the Colombus zoo and he said because tranquilizing animals in the dark is dangerous, the best thing to do is to just shoot them all.  The zoo was called to bring in the tranquilizers, but BEFORE THEY COULD EVEN GET THERE, THE POLICE HAD ALREADY KILLED THEM.

You know what I think?  I think all of the Sheriff's deputies got all rednecky and excited about shooting some exotic animals that they would otherwise never be able to hunt, and just went ballistic.  I'm just ticked off.  What did those animals do to deserve their slaughter?  Nothing.  Just existing outside a "safe place."

We need to put those police officers and their chief on trial.  This was horrific.

Some articles say that only ONE MONKEY is unaccounted for.  Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

This monkey is looking around, calling his friend's names, and hearing no reply, he's going to realize what happened.  He's gonna go ape-shit and begin assassinating the killers that murdered his pals.  Bring it on, Planet of the Apes.  

BRING.

IT.

ON.