HUMANS ARE HUMAN?

( If you’re sensible not to watch videos, here there’s human cruelty )

HOW MANY HOT DOGS DID YOU EAT?
HOW MANY PIGS DID YOU MEET?
IMAGINE TO BE A PIG AND TO HAVE THIS KIND OF LIFE!!!
YOU USE LEATHER BAGS?
YOU USE LEATHER BOOTS?
YOU USE LEATHER SHOES?

DO NOT ABANDON THE ANIMALS

When you abandon a dog, because “it is no longer needed”, you are teaching your children what to do with you when you are old …

BIRDS OF PREY

Some time ago they took me to a bird fair here in the area and I did not imagine that there are birds in cages and I was very angry to see so many birds all locked inside the cages. I wanted to shout for them to be released all because the birds suffered in cages. It was terrible for me to see them in that state. Human beings are heartless. I would put them in the cages and show them how it is. However in that fair I saw some beautiful birds of prey, brought by a falconry association and I saw them from very close and they were beautiful.
GOLDEN EAGLE
HARPY EAGLE
HARPY EAGLE
KESTREL
PEREGRIN FALCON
PEREGRIN FALCON
HAWK
KITE
KITE

I LOVE WOLVES

They call me tear for what I cried. They call me fire for what I have consumed. Flames, mountains, snowy dances. Because I love I love I love. Because I feel every cell of Nature. Because I dedicate only the best of me to life. Let’s dance with the wolves, we live among the ruins, dreaming of the next lives. Hoping that the best is yet to come. We don’t want to hurt anyone, we just want to howl. The road to the smiling moon that creates magic in our hearts. We are the friends of infinite loves.
There are three types of people in this world: sheep, wolves, and shepherd dogs. There are people who believe that evil does not exist in the world, and if it ever appeared at their door they would not know how to defend themselves, those are the sheep. Then there are the predators, who use violence to overpower the weak, those are the wolves. And then there are those to whom God has given the ability to attack and the irrepressible need to defend the flock, these individuals are a rare species, born to face wolves, they are shepherd dogs.
They will tell you that you are apathetic, listless, that you have betrayed all the expectations they placed in you, that you have disappointed them .. You’re doing well: you just have to find the courage to tell them that you were born to run with wolves, and not to become the parody of the human being they have reduced themselves to being.
THE LEGEND OF THE FULL MOON
On a hot July night long ago a wolf, sitting on the top of a mountain, howled as loud as he could. In the sky shone a thin crescent moon that every now and then played at hiding behind soft laces of clouds, or danced between them, harmonious and light. The wolf’s howls were long, repeated, desperate. In short, they reached the silver queen of the night who, somewhat annoyed by all that noise, asked him: – What are you screaming so much? Why don’t you stop at least for a while? – – I lost one of my children, the smallest wolf in my litter. I am desperate … help me! Replied the wolf. The moon then slowly began to swell. And it swelled up, swelled up, swelled up, until it became a big, very bright ball. “See if you can find your little wolf now,” she said, sweetly sympathetic, to the wolf in pain. The baby was found, shivering with cold and fear, on the edge of a precipice. With a great leap the father grabbed his son, hugged him tightly to himself and, happy and excited, but not without having thanked the moon a thousand and one times. Then it disappeared into the thick of the vegetation. To reward the goodness of the moon, the fairies of the woods gave her a beautiful gift: every thirty days it can become round, big, bright again, and the puppies of the whole world, raising their eyes to the sky in the night, can admire it in all its splendor. The wolves know it… And they howl joyfully at the full moon.

SAVE THE BEES

Yesterday’s awakening was a bad awakening for Mattia’s young farm … Millions of dead bees and broken houses. An entire apiary destroyed by someone who took it out on defenseless animals, killing them, crushing them or freezing them from the pouring rain. It took months, perhaps years of care and work to prepare the bees in strength and health for the spring harvest, which was nullified overnight. This serious damage in the first days of flowering of the acacia will not be easily overcome, especially in this complex phase. Despite so much pain and discomfort, we need to find the strength not to give up and try to start again. Thanks to those who are expressing their solidarity with messages of support and those who want to concretely demonstrate it with a donation:

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