The Animal Without Pride
These animals scrape their skin with metal blades. Some remove it all, others only remove the fur on their face and genitals.
Naked, these animals wrap their bodies in the fur of another, or worse, synthetic material bathed in the artificial. Some of these animals take pride in the emblems written on their synthetic fur.
Half of these animals are expected to rub colors on their face. Some spend hours looking at their reflection, placing the colors stroke by stroke.
These animals spend their time watching other animals on small pieces of glass. The other animals are largely artificial, yet these animals can’t stop watching.
These animals are killing themselves. Their undeveloped brains too simple to take control of their actions. They sit with their small pieces of glass, eating food from a bag. They know the food is slowly killing them. They do it anyway.
These animals only release themselves while alone in small rooms. They contaminate their water with their waste. Some of them do this while watching their small pieces of glass.
These animals reject their social nature. Surrounded by other animals of their kind, these animals remain alone, their attention fixed on artificial reality. They cry for connection, for belonging, for love.
