gods and animals
The human world can be neatly stratified into two types: those who create things and those who don't.
I call the former group gods because they are creators. Since the latter group does nothing but eat, shit, fuck, and die, I label them animals—but, lacking pure animal grace, they are even lower than animals.
Have you ever considered what you'll leave on this earth besides a rotted corpse and a mountain of feces?
If you are nothing beyond a creature of instinct—meaning, if you belong to the bloated veiny blob of humankind which has never generated an original thought, melody, or image—I consider you a separate species from me. I wouldn't mind seeing most of your ilk exterminated or, at the least, forced into slave labor. That's the sort of holocaust I could get behind. Forget all the shadow-boxing about race and gender—let's split the world into gods and animals, and let's be cruel to the animals.
