animal liberation


all things Animal rights and Veganism
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activism, monsters, leaflings
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barefoot warrior from Faron Woods fighting for the autonomy of all animals
animalsandtrees:

"Given what we know about the connections between animal agribusiness and climate change, water waste, pollution and more, why aren’t the major environmental organizations more vocal and straightforward about promoting the alternative to it? 
Today, please respectfully ask environmental organizations to promote veganism as an easy, accessible and, most important, effective solution to human-caused ecological disasters. Preserving our planet and its inhabitants is of far greater importance than not alienating members and potential members. Environmental organizations should be leading the charge, not counting memberships, and we don’t have time to waste.https://www.facebook.com/VeganStreet —-> https://www.facebook.com/SierraClub —-> https://www.facebook.com/greenpeace.international —-> https://www.facebook.com/rainforestactionnetwork “

animalsandtrees:

"Given what we know about the connections between animal agribusiness and climate change, water waste, pollution and more, why aren’t the major environmental organizations more vocal and straightforward about promoting the alternative to it?

Today, please respectfully ask environmental organizations to promote veganism as an easy, accessible and, most important, effective solution to human-caused ecological disasters. Preserving our planet and its inhabitants is of far greater importance than not alienating members and potential members. Environmental organizations should be leading the charge, not counting memberships, and we don’t have time to waste.
https://www.facebook.com/VeganStreet

—-> https://www.facebook.com/SierraClub
—-> https://www.facebook.com/greenpeace.international
—-> https://www.facebook.com/rainforestactionnetwork “

(via maxvocado)

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Mama rained and thundered today ~ it didn’t last very long but I honestly am so grateful because I asked her and she provided wildly. I was so happy and the creatures, the trees and gardens happy too. I was in the shed helping my brother and I ran outside and danced in the paddock and dragged mum out to dance with me. Dad was smiling and said “come on faerie!” but I started running up and down the hill when my family went back into the shed. It started pouring and I was just spinning and giggling and very close to tripping over into the muddy clover. By the time I got back inside I was dripping and I fell onto the ground in the loudest wave of laughter I’ve experienced in a very, very long time. I have been feeling a wee bit drained the past couple of days but sky tears always fall to heal at the right times. Rain wash away my thoughts. Rain deliver ions. Rain be my healer ~  

adventuresofalgy:

There were still some bumble bees buzzing around the last of the summer flowers, so Algy decided to conceal himself in a hydrangea bush in order to get a closer view of his fuzzy friends.
As he watched a pretty bee going round and round in front of his beak, Algy reflected on the recent upsurge in the number of his Tumblr followers. He guessed that his Adventures had been featured as a “Recommended Blog” for a couple of weeks, although he really wasn’t quite sure. In any case, everything had returned to normal now, except that he had lots of lovely new followers. If you have started following Algy’s Adventures very recently, Algy thanks you kindly, and offers you a warm and very fluffy welcome. He hopes that you will stay in his world awhile :-))
Algy couldn’t help wondering what it would be like to become really famous, and he was inevitably reminded of Emily Dickinson’s short poem:
          Fame is a bee.          It has a song—          It has a sting—          Ah, too, it has a wing.
This post is dedicated to the mysterious Tumblr god(s) who helped Algy find so many new followers, and also to his special Tumblr friend in Australia veganmarley who loves every kind of creature and wants to know more about the West Highland bumble bees xoxo
[Algy is quoting the poem Fame is a bee (1788) by the 19th century American poet Emily Dickinson.]

Ooooh the colours the colours ! ! Look how round and fluffy your flower friend is :’) No way have I seen a faerie that round and fluffy here ! Did he land on your yellow feathers and whisper you a secret? ~ This was so sweet and thoughtful to wake up to, thank you for thinking of me Algy ❤ 

adventuresofalgy:

There were still some bumble bees buzzing around the last of the summer flowers, so Algy decided to conceal himself in a hydrangea bush in order to get a closer view of his fuzzy friends.

As he watched a pretty bee going round and round in front of his beak, Algy reflected on the recent upsurge in the number of his Tumblr followers. He guessed that his Adventures had been featured as a “Recommended Blog” for a couple of weeks, although he really wasn’t quite sure. In any case, everything had returned to normal now, except that he had lots of lovely new followers. If you have started following Algy’s Adventures very recently, Algy thanks you kindly, and offers you a warm and very fluffy welcome. He hopes that you will stay in his world awhile :-))

Algy couldn’t help wondering what it would be like to become really famous, and he was inevitably reminded of Emily Dickinson’s short poem:

          Fame is a bee.
          It has a song—
          It has a sting—
          Ah, too, it has a wing.

This post is dedicated to the mysterious Tumblr god(s) who helped Algy find so many new followers, and also to his special Tumblr friend in Australia veganmarley who loves every kind of creature and wants to know more about the West Highland bumble bees xoxo

[Algy is quoting the poem Fame is a bee (1788) by the 19th century American poet Emily Dickinson.]

Ooooh the colours the colours ! ! Look how round and fluffy your flower friend is :’) No way have I seen a faerie that round and fluffy here ! Did he land on your yellow feathers and whisper you a secret? ~ This was so sweet and thoughtful to wake up to, thank you for thinking of me Algy  

fightingforanimals:

Sorcerer loves to cuddle. He will walk right into your arms for a hug.
Source: Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary

fightingforanimals:

Sorcerer loves to cuddle. He will walk right into your arms for a hug.

Source: Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary

(Source: fightingforanimals)

When you walk through a forest that has not been tamed and interfered with by man, you will see not only abundant life all around you, but you will also encounter fallen trees and decaying trunks, rotting leaves and decomposing matter at every step. Wherever you look, you will find death as well as life.

Upon closer scrutiny, however, you will discover that the decomposing tree trunk and rotting leaves not only give birth to new life, but are full of life themselves. Microorganisms are at work. Molecules are rearranging themselves. So death isn’t to be found anywhere. There is only the metamorphosis of life forms. What can you learn from this?

Death is not the opposite of life. Life has no opposite. The opposite of death is birth. Life is eternal.

Eckhart Tolle (via iliketolive)
fairy-wren:

double crested cormorant
photo by amy marques

fairy-wren:

double crested cormorant

photo by amy marques

(via fightingforanimals)

(Source: birdehhhbird, via veganflowers)

plainjanefaye:

quelle-fuckin-suprise:

humanelongisland:

A picture is worth a thousand words.Thanks to Mercy for Animals for the inspiration.

I reblogged this just a second ago but I had to again because this photo is probably one of the most upsetting ones I’ve seen.
The thing is is that you see those pictures of the dogs enjoying the air and you’re happy and you think it’s cute because you know that they’re probably going somewhere awesome like the park or the beach (or maybe it’s the vet’s and that sucks but you know they’ll get lots of love and cuddles to make up for it).
But then you look at the pigs. And you think that that’s probably the only breeeze they’ve ever felt on their cute little snouts but they’re not going to the park or the beach or even the vet. They’re going to a slaughterhouse to have their gorgeous pink throats slit and drained while they squeal and cry and struggle because they’re dying, and all because you want ~~bacon~~ on your plate at dinner.
Fuck everyone, I can’t do this.
Go vegan.

 I sent this picture to my mom, she’s probably gonna be mad at me.
This is really powerful though.

plainjanefaye:

quelle-fuckin-suprise:

humanelongisland:

A picture is worth a thousand words.

Thanks to Mercy for Animals for the inspiration.

I reblogged this just a second ago but I had to again because this photo is probably one of the most upsetting ones I’ve seen.

The thing is is that you see those pictures of the dogs enjoying the air and you’re happy and you think it’s cute because you know that they’re probably going somewhere awesome like the park or the beach (or maybe it’s the vet’s and that sucks but you know they’ll get lots of love and cuddles to make up for it).

But then you look at the pigs. And you think that that’s probably the only breeeze they’ve ever felt on their cute little snouts but they’re not going to the park or the beach or even the vet. They’re going to a slaughterhouse to have their gorgeous pink throats slit and drained while they squeal and cry and struggle because they’re dying, and all because you want ~~bacon~~ on your plate at dinner.

Fuck everyone, I can’t do this.

Go vegan.

 I sent this picture to my mom, she’s probably gonna be mad at me.

This is really powerful though.

(via angryvegan)

feather-haired:

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