Until my dying breath … (05/24/17)
I freely admit that there are days when I get deeply discouraged; days when I see little hope for humanity — little hope that you, my dear fellow human brothers & sisters, will wake up and stop enslaving & abusing our animal cousins, and therefore little hope that we will stave off the massive wave of death & destruction that is rapidly approaching us all even as I type this testimonial …
That having been said, I am also refreshed each & every day by the knowledge that this is not the first time our species has faced moral calamity of similarly tragic proportions — that this is not the first time that the vast majority of humanity has subscribed to an unjust doctrine of wicked discrimination; nor is this the first time that a great societal evil has been openly opposed by a only a small band of noble Freedom Fighters.
Yes, even though the odds are stacked heavily against us, and even though the chances are admittedly quite slim that enough will join the Cause soon enough to ward off a grand suffering of extinctive proportions, there IS still a chance for Victory … There IS still a chance that we can finally wake up in time; that — after so many years of repeatedly sinking into Dark Ages after Dark Ages — we humans can finally evolve into what we have essentially been all along: not cancerous overlords of our planet, but gentle stewards thereof instead.
And even though I am fully aware that we might very well fail — even though I am fully aware that my efforts might ultimately be made in vain — I will fight this Good Fight to the very end nonetheless … I will fight this Good Fight with everything I’ve got — until either every cage is empty …
… or until I take my dying breath.
Amen … It WILL be so!