If God Wanted Us To Eat Animals


If God Wanted Us To Eat Animals

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If God wanted us to eat animals
why does their severed fat clog
human arteries, their colon
bacteria cause deaths by food
poisoning, their decaying flesh
give cancer and kidney disease?

-saiom shriver-

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Fable End of the World



Everybody knew the world was going to end but they didn’t think it was going to happen so soon. People and animals were living together in peace until everything went dark.  There were only three survivors. A duck, a snake and a frog. Before Mother Earth emerged from the ground and destroyed everything, she was sick of all the contamination and wars we made in the planet she created, she thought we failed as human beings and we were not the creatures she wanted to create. The three survivors took refugee in a small cave by the lake. They spent a lot of their time wondering what happened, and when the disaster was over, they went out and saw all of the consequences of Mother Earth acts, it wasn’t a disaster, it was just like if earth was born again, a lot of lakes, mountains, deep blue sky, it was practically the earth we always dreamed about but could never get, it was perfect. There was only one problem, the trees were new and there were no other animals, so they had trouble finding food, when they realized this they started going nuts. While the duck went to look for food inside the lane, he snake gathered with the frog and said, if we eat the duck we could survive for a month, the frog felt offended of his proposal, he immediately denied it and told the snake never to think about doing anything like that again. Before the duck came back from the swim, the frog went to look for some food because he really didn’t trust the snake and didn’t wanted to be alone with him, when the three gathered it turns out the duck found three dead fishes on the lake, one for each one he suggested, and the frog found some berries, “we can survive for a week with this berries” he said, and the snake came empty handed. The frog and the duck were happy because they were going to be able to survive, but the problem was the snake was a little greedy, and she didn’t wanted to share the food with the other animals, even though they were the ones who found it. So they went back to the cave near the lake, it was time to sleep after eating those delicious fishes, but when the duck and the frog took off to sleep, the snake saw his opportunity, so he stole the berries and took off. The next morning the duck and the frog noticed that the snake and the rest of the food was missing, so they immediately worried, the surprise was that when they went out of the cave, not too far away they found the snake drowned, it turns out it rained that night and the water level of the lake raised, so they grabbed the berries, buried the snake, and continue their fight for survival.




The moral of this story is that if you do bad things bad things will happen to you.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

English assignment

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Of dog and man

In the beginning, man was friends with all the animals in nature, and they shared their meals, played and foraged together. Foxes, bears, cats, dogs, raccoons and all the other animals encounter at the big house in the middle of the forest, where every night a giant bonfire was built and everyone sat around and told stories to the others; many boastful tales were shared and many laughs were had around that big cozy bonfire. Since there were so many animals to help man, many stayed at the meeting place and helped with the daily chores, while others helped man bring in the meals for the day. The bear was especially good at finding the berries; with his big nose he could always find the plumpest, juiciest berries in the forest. The fox was very jealous, and told the raccoon “We should sneak out at dawn to find the best berries, that way the bear won’t get all the credit.” The raccoon, being the best animal at sneaking, agreed and they were on their way. The cat, which always stayed the whole night awake looking for his favorite plants, noticed something was amiss when he arrived at the house: “Where are the fox and the raccoon? It was their turn to tend the fire.” The big bonfire had started building up, and was about to reach the ceiling and start burning the house. The cat, being always a bit selfish, decided to escape without telling anyone that no one was caring for the fire. Once the fire started consuming the ceiling, the dog woke up with an alarmed bark: “Smells like burning, smells like a fire! Wake up!”. Suddenly all the man that stayed in the house where trying to put out the fire with everything they could, blankets, soil and other materials that the few animals that stayed brought. As the fire ended consuming most of the house, and a lot of its habitants were injured badly by the fire, in came the fox and the raccoon asking “Why did the fire grew up that much? Wasn't someone supposed to be watching over:” All the animals and man around the consumed ashes of the burning bonfire, saw them with a sad and disappointed look, until the dog said “ weren't you supposed to be the ones watching over night today?”. They both didn't knew what to answer and decided to exile to the deep forest without any companion. When the chaos subsided, everybody thanked the dog because if it wasn't for his notice, something bad could've happened, which is why is said that dog is a man’s  best friend.

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The Mole and the Vision

Jesús Fernando Sierra Rodríguez                  A01280136                             26/03/2014


Raúl Lozano Lozano                                       A01190520





The Mole and the Vision


Back in the days of the First Age, when Chaos and Order ruled the universe, there existed an animal that could foresee devastation. Its life felt as a torment because as little as it was, it had no power over the great problems that he saw in its dreams that came to reality in one “amjanba” or as it is said in this modern language a “month” after the first dream. This animal could fit in a human hand and worked hard digging its tunnels. The little mole kept digging and digging all day and night, trying to shelter itself from the disasters he foresaw. Only a few other animals in the land knew about its existence, and some others just never imagined such a creature. For some time the mole had no dreams about what the future departed so he started to go back to the surface each day a little more. After an “amjanba” the mole made it to the surface and began to speak to those animals who knew him such as the wise owl, the ferocious tiger and the majestic lion and began to investigate about the happenings of the surface. As he talked with each of the animals the mole realized that each of his predictions came true, as he knew they would. His animal friends corroborated his predictions with facts and told him that to avoid such disasters they needed his help more than ever. However, the mole stopped having his dreams and his predictions were no more, the mole was worried and his friends thinking that there was no more danger left him alone. It was only a week later that he received another prediction while sleeping. In this dream the mole foresaw that there would be a great flood, a flood that would devastate their food supply. The mole knew that he had to warn the others and as such rapidly went to find the animals of the surface so as to spread the word. When the mole found them, they were relaxing around a churning stream. Frantic, the mole explained that the next month there would be a flood and that their food supply would be damaged and to avoid any damage, they needed to start moving someplace else. The animals were skeptic about the prediction since it had been some time since the mole had any dreams that predicted danger and some others didn’t even knew the creature. Some uproar began to stress the surface and then came the friends of the mole. Just by saying a single sentence the animals looked at each other and began to move to higher grounds in the far part of the surface. It was until then that the mole realized that they commanded respect because of their qualities. An amjanba later the great flood came and with it, a few animals were taken, but most of them survived. That day the mole learned that some small things can be done alone, but by working together greater things may be achieved.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a fable about the end of the world in that era and a new beginning with a great flood.

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The Fading Sun

The Fading Sun

Luis Fernando Morales Flores A00999058

Ana María Padrón Martínez A00618350

It was just another regular day on vast mother Earth, everything was normal, the sun was rising, the birds were chanting, and the wind was blowing. It was a hot summer morning when all the animals began to wake up, first came out the lion with a big roar, in the distance the giraffe was stretching his long knees and his long neck, calmly the hippo was taking a long bath in the prairie lake, on the side of the lake the tiger was taking a big gulp of hot water warmed up by the sun, the last animal to show signs of life was the prairie dog who came out of a burrow walking slowly and yawning.

 It was almost noon, and at noon all the animal met out in the long grass of the prairie, so all of them were getting prepared for the meeting, when suddenly something strange began to happen. The first animal to take notice was the hippo, he noticed that the water of the lake was drying out and that not even his legs were now covered with water so the hippo quickly hollered: “Help!” “Help!” “Something strange is happening!” Quickly all the animals heard the hippo´s cry for help so they immediately ran towards him, and the giraffe asked: “What´s wrong hippo”? “The water, the water is all gone” answered the hippo trembling with fear. The giraffe really didn´t know what to do when all of a sudden they heard the tiger scream: “The grass!” “The grass is dying!” so everybody rushed out to where the tiger was in the prairie and they saw how the grass was turning black like coal, nobody understood what was happening. Just moments after, the lion came close to the group, “It´s happening” the lion said in a soft voice, “I can´t believe it´s really happening” he added. None of the animals knew what the lion was talking about, so the prairie dog asked crying out in tears, “What lion?” “What´s happening” “Tell us!” he screamed. The lion took a deep breath and said, “My friends, it has all come to an end, soon the sun will go out, the stars will not appear, and this, all this will be over” “How do you know about this?” asked the tiger, “Because, that´s the way life works tiger, we lived what we had to live and we did what we had to do, we were good animals, but it is time”.


 All the animals began to look at each other with a gloomy look, everybody knew it was going to happen, the lion was always right, they thought it was time to say their goodbyes. But before they could even start to say their last words, the sun began to fade and the stars never came out again, just like the lion said.

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The animal's new world

It has been a week since everything happened. The virus left no humans in the world. The planet is so peaceful and quiet now that it is habited by animals only. The sun was shining up in the sky when the frog saw the duck. She took great leaps towards the poor trapped animal and asked the duck what happened. The duck explained that he and his family were about to migrate to the north when a big tree fell down, and a branch reached him and left him unconscious. The frog, really worried, tried to move the branch but her arms were too weak. The duck quacked loudly because of the pain, so the frog moved away. The frog didn’t want to let the duck there to die because all the animals needed to migrate to a better environment. The frog realized that even though she needed to run away to save herself, she couldn’t leave the duck alone, so she decided she was going stay with him and get help. In her way to the jungle, the frog saw many fallen trees, a fire and no flowers. She has been walking for around 2 hours and no animal was on the sight. The frog, feeling defeated, turned back to go where the duck was. Suddenly she heard some noises on the distance. She ran to that direction and saw a baby gorilla crying. The gorilla explained that he and his herd were running to the north, when they saw fire. Everyone got scared and started running so he lost his dad. The frog, being as compassionate as always, offered her help. They kept looking until his dad finally appeared. The big gorilla was so thankful, that he asked the little frog if she wanted to join them on their way to the “animal’s new world” the frog, very excited, started to jump all over! She told the gorilla that first they had to help her friend the duck. The gorilla accepted happily. He carried his baby and the frog on his back and ran on the way to save the duck. When they arrived, the duck was crying because of the pain, so the gorilla with his great strength moved away the big branch so the duck was set free. Then, when everyone was ready to leave, the big gorilla carried everyone on his back and started their journey to the animal´s paradise, where the water and food is endless and all the animals are friends; “the animal’s new world”.

By: Ernesto Chapa & Ale Hdz

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Holier Than Thou

Forgiveness is something needed,

For oneself, when we know we have hurt another,

Some people think they're perfect,

And that they only hurt others when they intend to.


Truth is, we hurt each other every day,

In one way or another, reason being,

No one IS perfect, just born blind about being human,

And having flaws, making mistakes,

And being the same, but different.


Men hate their differences 

And glorify their religions

Instead of glorifying the gods.

We have built ourselves up to be

Something great in our minds,

But so small in reality, 

That we can no longer even see,

We are nothing we claim to be.


Too much talk and no action,

Allowing money in the hand to mean satisfaction,

We all have blood on our hands,

Our prints on the gallows,

We've all murdered you know,

As we chant 'Hail Marys' 

And His name be 'Hallowed',

As long as innocent men,

Are murdered on death row, 

Better talk to yourself about forgiveness,

Cause anyone could be next know?


Preachers and teachers,

All the blessed ones,

Get in line on Sundays,

And then go home to clean their guns,

Running their mouths,

About things that they read,

Never finding out for sure,

If it's even true, indeed,

The way to compassion 

Is through examples, not your mouth,

And a good place to start might be 

To start with yourself.


You may want to tell me

This is one big croc of s*it,

And that's ok, because it works for me,

And that's why I wrote it.




8:43 PM 7/2/2013 ©

Wandering Through The Desolate Forest.

Stepping over the shallow water,

as it slowly evaporates.

Hearing a deep rumbling sound,

feeling my heart accelerate.

I gaze above as the trees lean in,

trying to tell me something.

as the water bubbles over rocks,

and hummingbirds keep humming.

I wander around as if I knew,

where I am supposed to go.

Yearning to make a connection

with this forest, and to be in the know.

I lay among the tall green grass,

and part the winding vines,

and run with the predators,

while reading my prey's minds.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Something short and not so sweet

"The Wolf"

A howl heard for miles was projected from the quiet woods.

The wolf roams beyond the ancient pine, grazes the fibers of the sturdy oak.

A full moon igniting a cold December night,

Footprints left by canid paws disturb the freshly varnished snow.


High above the wilting willow, the owl blends with acrylic white.

Through illuminate vision, it guards the branches with audacious valor.

An assailant with perfection, an assassin with aesthetics,

It patiently stalks the frigid night with the mind of the thirsty wolf.


The twilight moon shimmers above a gridlock of albescence,

Reflecting off the achromatic white of feather and fur.

A remarkable silence infecting the forest,

The wolf streaks the sleeping elm, a phantom of the night.

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