I am not human.

I am not human. I hate humans with an intensity incomprehinsible to NF's.

Originally Posted by mortabunt

I am not human. I hate humans with an intensity incomprehinsible to NF's.

well that's disturbing. how does that one saying go? "hatred destroys the vessel that contains it" something like that.

*Rip*. That was you.

Originally Posted by EloquentBohemian

I am not human.
Nor am I bear or fox or elephant or gazelle,
nor whale or shark or mollusk or squid,
nor falcon or sparrow or emu or dove,
nor spider or ant or centipede or or bee,
nor cobra or frog or iguana or worm,
nor fungus or bacteria or virus or germ.
I am none of these.
I am Life.

Nor am I Jain or Jewish or Buddhist or Islamic,
nor Irish or Cherokee or Bedouin or Zulu,
nor Australian or Iranian or American or Samoan,
nor capitalist or anarchist or socialist or consumer,
nor Republican or Democrat or Communist or Liberal,
nor aristocrat or bourgeoisie or worker or slave,
nor artist or baker or banker or tramp,
nor biology or chronology or chemistry or science,
nor categories or philosophies or idealisms or tribes.
I am none of these.
I am Life.

As I am Life,
I cannot take Life unwarranted.
I did not give Life. I cannot take Life away.
I am but Life cycling Life.

And in this vast infinity of Existence,
amidst the coldness of space,
the hardness of rock
and the boiling of stars,
there is nothing more unique,
there is nothing more precious,
there is nothing more tenuous,
than Life.

I am not human.
I am Life.


[...this is not a poem per se, it is a statement of fact in verse form]

While I appreciate the sentiment of tearing down the categorization we, as humanity, often force upon ourselves, I have to disagree with the statement.

You are not Life, rather you are part of Life.

However, with this:

Originally Posted by EloquentBohemian

And in this vast infinity of Existence,
amidst the coldness of space,
the hardness of rock
and the boiling of stars,
there is nothing more unique,
there is nothing more precious,
there is nothing more tenuous,
than Life.

...I agree. Yet it could be said that Life, as we perceive it, is an illusion. Thus this places all of the reality on the same level. Are rocks really so separate from plants, and are plants so separate from animals?

Goooood. I like.