The hunter kills for utility.
Whether it’s for survival, refining skills, sport, acquiring materials.
Generally no malice or cruelty.
The death of the prey, is a means to an end - an inevitable part of the process.
The hunter seeks not to cause suffering.
The murderer kills for pleasure.
Generally the pleasure of causing the prey’s death.
To murder is a product of hate and resentment -
as the murderer disregards the prey’s welfare.
The murderer wants to inflict suffering.
Control - ultimate power, where lacking elsewhere.
A game of setting the scales to the murderer’s ideals.
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Both entail causing death, but each reflect vastly different characters.
Vastly different moral quandaries.
Vastly different impacts on the conscience.
Being a non-human animal murderer is a lot more grey, legally, than a human murderer.
Safer way to get the feet wet.
But it’s a slippery slope into depravity,
and once you go on that slide,
it leaves a mark on you.
You’ll never return to the person who hadn’t entered the slide.
You can claw back out of that slide, if you’re lucky,
but this slide hides hidden barbs and toxins -
it leaves it’s mark.
You’ll be forever be scarred.
Forever scarred.
…
You’re scarred, and they’re dead. Forever dead.
No amends to the dead.
Their life was suffering.
And some ignorant beast was the cause.
Such is life.
No pretty bow,
just plain ol’ atrocity.
Run of the mill horror.
Bleak, callous disregard.
Such can be life.
Such can be existence.
If there’s any silver lining,
we need not repeat the past in the present.
Have you ever seen a cat kill a mouse?
They’re incredibly cruel,
but it’s practice for hunting,
not that I understood that.
The mouse was having a bad day.
The cat had many bad days after that too.
You get it - ignorant retaliation.
Some stupid excuse to be brutal.
They said it was a trigger.
And the rest is history.
[Why do I post this shit? I suppose to humiliate myself.]
