Considering the pig, a single-minded bestiary.
Discussion of interesting facts about or instances of pig-human interaction that just can’t help but give rise to an opinion.
The only way out is the way through. There is no Muse, or mystical experience that will abide until you build the dream. Both simple sustenance and incredible conceptions are for you to capture, of your own application.
The rare fettle of contentment is hard to achieve and maintain. Turn to the contentment of pigs for some examples of how it is a choice not a circumstance, an attitude not a pursuit
A dinner toast persists as an eloquent illustration of the whatness in the work of swine, wine and poets.
Where are the penitents today, in a world replete with gluttony and the exaltation of ambition? Is it only our perspective that has changed, or are the purging flames but embers?
A pig ignites a smile, but is it a smile of appreciation for the wonder of all living things or that of an expectant appetite, eating the pig in anticipation.