I was vegetarian for a couple years a few years back. I started because I wanted to be a better person. I stopped because it was very difficult to maintain with the stresses of my life at the time. It ended midday with a five guys burger on the curb of the sidewalk, stoned, crying, and confused. This was a byproduct of an ultimate collapse in my life so I do not hold my conscious hostage, but the taste of flesh after the absence was interesting and recalling it makes me shiver. Although I still consider vegetarianism to be ideal and I think that I’m in a better place now, I think that it is very difficult for me to incorporate that diet again. But I think I’m gonna make a compromise with pescatarianism. The logic here is that I’ve come to terms that I and all other members of ‘developed’ society are complicit, compromising, devils. The infrastructure of our lives is built on destruction. We are evil. But we have the capacity to become less evil. Being intelligent, conscious creatures, this capacity becomes a responsibility for us. If we have power, or seek power, we must further leverage that power to become better. Otherwise that power will degrade us. I don’t know if it’s morally correct to eat fish but it’s better than what I was doing before. Better in a moral sense, better in a bodily sense and maybe better in a spiritual sense (Though any talk of spirituality is something that I really need to explore more. I do not consider myself a spiritual person as of today). On the days that I eat fish, I feel good. On the days that I eat other meat, I do not. This may change in the future. # Eating Fish. 2024-10-16