I love my cats

[lkwalker]

There are only two things of true value in the world- children and small animals. If we were to realize that, to internalize that, we'd know intuitively that the planet has a huge abundance of wealth- and that inert, shiny things have nothing to do with it. That's really all the truth we need to know. And yet here we are, digging and sucking shit out of the gut of Gaia and covering her beauty in noxious smokes making the survival of the good things ultimately impossible. And then we weep like wounded fools when our blind and insolent idiocy comes back to us in 911s and Fukushimas. We've given over our single chance of redemption to a million blue jacketed tepcomen and cigar smoking leery industrialists, banksters, speculators, generals and other assorted pigs who toss table scraps to the fearful mobs milling below their banquet tables. It's not a new story, but one worth repeating as we near the edge of abyss. Just as in cats and children, the ridiculous are noble. And just as in the rich and the wastrels, the noble are ridiculous. And a word to those who can hear- it doesn't require any altered state to either see or to say these things. It is plain and it is truth. We, here in the Pigeon's parlor, mostly know these things while elsewhere we are nothing but trolls. Willfulness is hatred while imagination is love.

[Pigeon]

There are only two things of true value in the world- children and small animals.

Can we add bacon?

otherwise I see truth in that small wall above...

[lkwalker]

Only when the pig gives us permission to remove it from it's ass.

[Pigeon]

Don't leave this guy off the list.

[TraumaT]

We, here in the Pigeon's parlor, mostly know these things while elsewhere we are nothing but trolls.

Actually I think that is just you. And your socks. Oh, and MrP.

Derp, derp!

[Royal]

There are only two things of true value in the world- children and small animals. If we were to realize that, to internalize that, we'd know intuitively that the planet has a huge abundance of wealth- and that inert, shiny things have nothing to do with it. That's really all the truth we need to know. And yet here we are, digging and sucking shit out of the gut of Gaia and covering her beauty in noxious smokes making the survival of the good things ultimately impossible. And then we weep like wounded fools when our blind and insolent idiocy comes back to us in 911s and Fukushimas. We've given over our single chance of redemption to a million blue jacketed tepcomen and cigar smoking leery industrialists, banksters, speculators, generals and other assorted pigs who toss table scraps to the fearful mobs milling below their banquet tables. It's not a new story, but one worth repeating as we near the edge of abyss. Just as in cats and children, the ridiculous are noble. And just as in the rich and the wastrels, the noble are ridiculous. And a word to those who can hear- it doesn't require any altered state to either see or to say these things. It is plain and it is truth. We, here in the Pigeon's parlor, mostly know these things while elsewhere we are nothing but trolls. Willfulness is hatred while imagination is love.

So, U Mad?

[Cartoonsyndicate]

pretty much. you?

[Cartoonsyndicate]

Don't leave this guy off the list.

Holy shit. It's the pig's ass himself. Let's pop the question. hahahahaha