Empathy forbidden (1)

Anna had never been present at a birth, although she was raised on a dairy farm. This meant that the cows had to constantly give birth to calves to keep the milk flow going, while the babies involved were seen more as collateral damage. If they were girls, they at least had a chance to follow in their mothers‘ footsteps, but boys were good for nothing. Not only did they not give milk, but they also took an awfully long time to put on meat. That is why they were brought onto the market as quickly as possible. The yield was moderate, but every day they left the farm earlier was one day less that they had to be fed. But no matter what gender the little ones were, they were taken away from their mother shortly after birth and placed in solitary confinement in so-called calf igloos. Anna couldn’t take it, even if she couldn’t manage it. Finally, the mothers cried for their babies, often for days. But no one seemed to care – except her. That’s why she wanted to leave as soon as possible. „Only a few more months, then I’ll graduate from high school, and I’ll leave here forever,“ thought Anna. But then she met Mathilde.

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With the Rope in Hand

Wistfully he looks around, the donkey, which I am leading by the rope, for the first time, wistfully back to his pasture and his comrades. They were allowed to stay there and continue to graze and go where they wanted, at least within the fence, without a halter, without a rope. And those who stayed behind in the pasture look after those who are being led away, where are they going, when will they come back, will they come back at all?

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You made her familiar to you

At first you only saw her now and then when she slipped past your window, gently and silently. It was a coincidence, pure coincidence, that you discovered it, but as soon as it happened, you became more attentive, paying attention to every slight rustling, to the smallest shadow when you looked out the window. She was beautiful and you enjoyed seeing her from a distance. On the days you saw her, you were happy and balanced. This one small moment was enough to turn your day into a special one, lifted out of the tough mass of all the other days. She stepped into your field of vision, through it and out again. It was a good day.

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I wish you an Encounter

In the middle of spring, the time of blooming, I felt myself fading. Just at the time of the new beginning, I sensed an end in myself. During that hopeful time, desolation reigned in me. Paralyzing abandonment and sluggish slimy absence of noises, not even silence, reigned in me. The spring had dried up where it had just bubbled so abundantly, and when I stepped outside the door, just to go around the lake to do something, when I walked across the meadow, I set a certain goal Eyes, the going away, and the return, then I saw him.

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I see, I see what you don’t see and that is dead

A beautiful sunny day in the middle of December. The snow crunches underfoot. The geese chatter in the barn. People enter it, people they know, who have lovingly looked after them all their lives, that is, they have given the feed and cleaned out the barn. They are so-called happy geese that can be fattened with GMO-free feed and run around, have space and could build social structures. They came here as little babies and grew up here. All their lives they had seen nothing but this stable and pasture. What a joy when people visit them who take care of them. They run towards them, greet them warmly. How well the geese are doing compared to their fellow sufferers in intensive animal husbandry. After 12 weeks their neck is turned around. Not to mention those who are plucked alive or maltreated for the foie grass. The geese that run so eagerly after people here can live for 26 weeks. A huge increase considering that their life expectancy is 20 years.

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