Search for the Animalgods.

Animalgods conceived in humanless concubines with beasts. He is a near replication of that which he eats. It is not feeding if we search- seek it out, wonder about tomorrow on a near-daily basis. The Animalgods are without base as they have taken from the helpless, weak, and pitiful. At one time, we were the wretched- watching. Observers of the carnage. We could not put words to scene; and it was lost. We lost our basic meal instinct in the cacophony of flesh tearing. You tried to make-pretend that sexual aggression was merely pretense. We had to base ourselves to flesh before we could meet, engage, fuck. Animalgod howl and the leftover. We spoke of scripture as if it were not literature but rather fact. Our thought train became prodigal and a product. We were taught to be human, taken to modernity.
Consume! We lashed out on those that demonstrate the raw intensity of the Animalgods. We were so aware and cultured and righteous as to label an old man with a simple dog-vision barbarous. Eurocentric in our view of the Barbary Coast. We were not animals. We’ve see humanlike gods and fell before our masters.
But I’ve seen you feign love, stalk prey, and wince in fear. I’ve heard whispers of instinct, abuse, and revenge. I’ve tasted the metallic cud of primal rage, and shrugged it off as reactionary. We have all swallowed the salt of tears ladled from memories that never happened- a calling to our shared past. Animalgods conceived, and left to die on the mountainside.