COWS

by Matthew Stokoe

Meat doesn't have the brains. It just works till it dies or until someone cuts it up."

"We all have it, that dark core. It makes us men. And if we examine it, if we can bear to hold it up to ourselves and acknowledge it as our own, then it makes us more than men.

Killing is an act of self-realisation, it shows a man the truth of his power. And when you know this, boy, the pettiness they try to shackle us with falls away like shit."

Was there something you could do that would make you different than you were?

They didn't know what they would find, but they went looking anyway. And when they confronted their own uncertainty, when they crossed to the place weaker men had forbidden them to enter, they found a strength greater than they ever dreamt existed.

They judged him against themselves and other men and because of this their comparisons were flawed from the start.

When a man is truly free he is capable of anything that serves him.

things exist to be taken by man, that a free man lives as the centre of his universe, directing all things to his ends, totally.

you aren't the same as your memories.

What did it matter if they loved each other or not as long as each could be used as a screen against the world?

"As soon as it's born the poison will start building up in it. Parents destroy their children simply by their presence.

"I told you about hierarchies, man. When there's space at the top it has to get filled"