Terminator in the Woods

Trophies of his victims. Sick stuff man.

Sing a Happy Song

You know, if we all had a song in our heart, the world would be a better place - this world is made up from all our songs, and if we each decided, "Hey! There's enough BS and hate in the world, why don't I instead focus on love and happiness?" Then whammo! There would be love and happiness across the entire world. Ravens and bunnies would snuggle together and listen to folk songs by the sea.

What a world it would be. And it's true - we could have world peace this very moment if we all collectively decided we wanted it.

But we don't, apparently. And so ravens eat bunnies and man oppresses man. Bummer!

Not War

Make love, man.

For all mankind - it's how humanity reproduces after all.

Communism applies to all vertebrates!

Not war, and not even cheap shots. Brother fighting brother is never the right way of it.

Nor kicking dogs. Even super protest dogs.

Push a dog too far, push a man too hard, push a people against the wall, and there's no choice:

When your cause is just, your strength is endless. When you are bound with your family, no power can stop you. Alone and apart, easily opposed. Organize or die!

What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?

Every fruit and vegetable needs a marketing campaign. Look what Popeye did for spinach! WW2 saw carrot advertisements at all time highs, due, no doubt, to the lobbying efforts of Big Bunny. It's all about the carrots with Bunnies, don't ya know?

It's On

It is SO on. Don't forget - we're soaking in it.

Whatever It, is.