Heirloom of all swine

Heirloom of all swine

O lardpig, thy life is the heirloom of all the swine that once wallowed in these muse-haunted environs. You are like us all in the winds of eternity, more light as a leaf than important as lard.

Well-being is a wallow

Well being is a wallow

Husbandry once suggested that pigs think in herds and so find comfort in the press of crowds. For humans, crowds excite our discontent.and reminded of the cureless certainties of all our lives – toil, death and ignorance of our fate. Pigs and man alike need a private wallow for quiet study and meditation and so dispel the feelings of foreboding that arise in the crush and drift crowds.

A little cold pig-snouted breeze

Breezes in the moonlight are messengers showing us soft white billowing pigs in the clouds above – billowing pigs with ears of silk. And underneath the cotton-nightcap trees wanders a little cold pig-snouted breeze.

Once upon a time

Once upon a time

Animals are a part of the human imagination, of humanity itself. We read our children stories of animals: “Once upon a time there was an old pig…” But pigs are not just vessels of deliciousness. Pigs are not beings that you can use as mere means. Pigs, and indeed all animals exist for their own reasons, they are not created for man.

The stubbornness of pigs

The stubbornness of pigs

For all you hear about the intelligence of pigs – smarter than dogs, as smart as dolphins – the pig’s greatest talent is for stubbornness. Pigs listen for no different drummers. They choose no less traveled paths. They seek no divine redemptions.