Don't kill it!

rustymaker5 said:Don't kill me within yourself, and don't kill yourself within me.
Well, that’s basically the gist of it, though I suppose if you look at those old commandments they handed down, they were way too heavy and cumbersome, so he just decided to trim the fat and make things a bit more concise...

There’s just something incredibly beautiful about that sentiment, though I suppose the real weight of how true it actually is is something only those who have committed a murder without truly killing their victim—by losing that piece of them inside themselves—could ever really grasp, because those kinds of deaths are just so far beyond anything we can reach or even begin to understand...

Can we actually start a thread about hunting here? Because honestly, I don’t see the point of it at all—especially when people try to frame it as some kind of "sport."
We have more than enough food to go around, so what's the actual philosophical justification for killing things like that? Is there even one?
And please, just spare me the lecture—I've already had my fair share of preaching from those hardcore vegans who act like they own the moral high ground.

The only kind of hunting I can actually get behind is when you've got a camera in your hands instead of a rifle...
I just don't see the point with this whole celery thing...

Society today is just one big, massive pile of hypocrisy. Like, sure, catching fish for fun is totally fine, but if you kill a goldfish, suddenly you’re looking at two years of probation. It’s all good to hunt Bears, right? Just don't go taking pictures of them. Killing animals for food is perfectly acceptable, yet getting intimate with them is a crime. I am genuinely dying to know what kind of twisted logic—whether it's an individual's brain rot or some weird societal standard—actually justifies this level of double standards.
It’s perfectly okay to slaughter a pig at a backyard BBQ, but the second you cause it any actual suffering, you're facing a lawsuit? Makes sense. Not.

While I’m not a hunter myself, I can certainly wrap my head around why people find it so captivating.
Now, some might immediately recoil and ask—for heaven's sake—is it really about the thrill of the kill?

To the great disappointment of many modern intellectuals, it seems we as a species haven't quite managed to outgrow our primal, hunting instincts—because if we actually had, we wouldn't even be sitting here debating the ethics of it. For some, the whole concept is completely repulsive, but if you sit down and talk to an actual hunter, you'll find it's much more than that; to them, hunting is this intricate blend of raw passion, adrenaline, and that quiet, heavy sense of anticipation that builds while you're waiting in the woods...