…a primal cry

I’ve just to been to Aber Falls on a dark night walk. To smell the trees. To hear the falls and the river. To hear the owls. No fucking humans. Not one. To spend time with natural sounds. Two blissful hours. I had that picture…
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VIVID!

Culture!

Tradition!

It’s just what we do!

It’s we’ve always done!

Why think when we have culture and tradition!

Why think when we have culture and tradition!
Why think when we have culture and tradition!
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…going round in my mind of the pointless slaying of sea mammals on the shore, all that blood, pain, madness…fuckin’ culture, fuckin’ tradition!
 I cried by the falls. I cried a full cry, a primal cry. 
D.W.
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