The pork butcher’s daughter
For the pork butcher’s daughter, beauty is a paradox, at once eternal and transitory, absolute and particular, yet it is always rendered down in the kettle of our emotions.
Considerations of humanity and hogritude, because an insufficiency of pigs is one of the great faults of all that the gods have made manifest to man.
For the pork butcher’s daughter, beauty is a paradox, at once eternal and transitory, absolute and particular, yet it is always rendered down in the kettle of our emotions.
Gluttons to be ringed? Just who may make that judgment and under what circumstances?
To forget the world and yourself for a while and, in the form of a pig, to wallow with the swine, is that not perhaps the finest luxury?
Before you laugh again at the fat and dirty pig, consider just how happy you are right now, do you delight in existing? Then look again, do you feel some envy now?
Complacent hog, woman or man – when the angels, fates or devils tap us on the shoulder, how and why do we choose to listen?