Day of extinction of the Vaquita Porpoise

This is D day for the playful  little Vaquita porpoise. Thirty now exist and here is my prayer for them;

Little Vaquita,

Our planet is a worse place because we failed to protect you, love you and find enough value in your life spirit to go the extra mile.

We did not tend the garden that God entrusted in us because we are more interested in living in Mars in the darkness and cold.

A place we once were a place we destroyed a place where little creatures like you could never dance and play.

We should be ashamed but many are not.
We should care but many cannot,
and we should honour you as an indespensiblible  part of the web of  life in which each living thing works together to  honour the life cycle of this garden we were tasked to tend.
Many do no understand.

Your flesh is too yummy and only worth the stomach acid used to break you down and defecate you away.

Our bodies are not temples as long as your blood and the blood of all   living creatures run through us.

What temple was built on slaughter, blood, pain and torture.

What temple dared be build this way?

Ours.

May the grace of God wrap you in clean waters and protect you from man's suffocating nets which you will know no more.

Just as we shall know you
no more.

Shame on us.
Forever and ever

Amen

Below is an article by Russell McLendon (  @russmclendon ) writes about humans and other .

THANK U Russell

It was all for a pineapple Elephant Firecracker Tortured

This piece is written in memory of a beautiful pregnant elephant who just this week was fed a pineapple that been hollowed out and rigged with firecrackers.  The great beast so excited by her good fortune and blessing of the ripe sweet fruit grabbed for it. As she put it in her mouth and began to swallow.  The firecrackers exploded and the blistering from the burns slowly suffocated her to death over three days as she stood in a river hoping to feed her dying little one.

https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://www.cnn.com/2020/06/04/asia/india-elephant-death-intl-hnk-scli/index.html&ved=2ahUKEwi8ptnP5-vpAhVolnIEHc-ZDzkQFjAMegQIAxAB&usg=AOvVaw2P7Jp5HwhbhA3ytXmBev5c

Dear elephant mother,

You walked through a village in India your belly swollen with your 
elephant calf alive, kicking.  And then you came upon it, 
a great gift  from above. 

There yellow and glissing in the sun.  
Surely Ganesh have smiled down on you.  And your elephant calf stirred in you belly.
Your great ears waved excited.
You reached out and grabbed it with your trunk. Was there something inside?
Too sweet the scent  to tell.

And once in your mouth it exploded 
exploded
 exploded.
Your tongue spit apart your throat burned to crushed ash.
Teeth blow out your head.
Cracked.
And somehow with the swallow of the sweet  yellow pineapple that glowed in the sun your insides burst.
And you stood three days in a river dazed in agony as  day was night and night was day.

Your baby kicked and your stomach burned and your throat swelled and the pain oh the pain!
Your larynx blown and you could not make a sound.
And your calf stirred and thrust and hungered and you could not eat or drink you went to the river.
 drink you could not.

On the third day  your heart with the sun it faded  and your calf kicked, "momma why don't you feed me?"

"Because", you answered "I cannot feed myself I cannot eat, I cannot drink and my throat is closing we cannot breath. Don't worry my love  Ganesh will dance for us!"

And then you fell into the river and your heart stopped and your baby elephant kicked and thrust till the river water washed his life away and your baby followed you to the other side. 

On the third day you rose.


We pray

Dear great beast our heart pains as it should
Our soul shakes as it should
And tears fall as they will

You were murdered and  tortured ,
With baby in belly,
Oh mother how you tried
How you cried
How you felt your baby stir
The gift of your death was made first in the garden.
It was  good and sweet and yellow and juicy and from God

The pineapple.

But man took that and make it agony and pain and death to you and your stirring elephant wee one, born in heaven not on the earth in the river where you lay trying to drink a drop to live

May the men who planned your gruesome fate absorb the Karma of  your murder  and feel the pain that will follow them to the end of days.

Amen

Mary the Elephant they Cheered for your Life they Cheered for your death

 Mary the Elephant they cheered for her life they cheered for her death.

 In 1917, this kind and gentle beast was hung in a public square. Left to dangle and die. 

It was in the circus ring that she found love and affection and peace. I know this because I channeled her. It kept her alive! Her love for people was profound,deep and unshakable and still she haunts me. She refuses to believe that it was anything but love that killed her anything else would snuff out her soul. 

And so please.  I need your help. I need you to print out a picture of her, show her to your friends, make a t-shit, a mug a mouse pad (Cafepress.com) and cheer when you feel her. she will bring you luck and joy! Yeh!

Mary has enough love to make this world a better place and I promise you she will visit you and overwhelm you in ways you never thought possible.  Think of this as your first experience channeling an animal. 

The cheered for her life they cheered for her death.

Mary Speaks:

I’ll learn your trick I have learned them all before.

Don't hoist me up on my hind legs you are making me chocke

I'll learn your trick. I have learned them all before

Love.

They are cheering now they love me!

I am paraded out with my elephant friend like so many times before.

I am excited happy to show off to be loved.

I see were outside today. It’s a beautiful day I don’t get out much.

What is that think out there the metal thing I see

I have never seen that before.

They parade me to the metal thing. 
With all my elephant friends!

They cheer

Love

This must be a special day!

They put a big chain on my neck

And they cheer louder!!!

Love

Don't use that high crane to hoist me up little by littilte.

It is breaking my throat ones

It hurts it hurts a lot.

Please stop

I’ll learn your trick for you.

Not this kind of pain.

My back legs are on tiptoes.

My spine is crushing

It hurts

Love

Do not worry I will learn this trick for you

 I can stand on my back legs just like you taught me when you beat me with a bullhorn and

Stuck metal poles up my trunk

Please I am choking my home legs are dangling.

 I’m gonna fall!

I’m gonna fall and crush own spine

Please don't tell me I will learn your trick for you.

I hear crowds cheering they always cheer when they see me I feel love there

 I only feel when I am with them.

Love

This must be a special day.

They put a big chain on my neck

And they cheer louder

Love

Why so much pain?

My eyes are bulging out of their sockets.

This is a difficult trick indeed.

I am falling into my crushed hung legs my backbones stretch I fall to my side.

That was a great trick I told you I would learn you trick

They cheer I feel 

Love

I cannot get up my bones and broke from the inside bleeding

I am moaning in pain can you hear me.

Still you cheer.

Love.

I write in pain for a good long time

It should stop soon

Like all the beatings that have come before.

I hear the crowd cheer and I know that they love me.

I just know it.

The first chain breaks quickly but so does my hip I scream for hours for help

And they cheer.

They love me.

I learned the trick.

No No not again.

I feel another chain around my neck please do not do that I cannot move please do not hoist me up again

My spine is braking my blood spills down my legs.

This trick? Not again.

Please

Maybe tomorrow I’ll feel better them

But still you cheer 

You love me.

I dangle for hours until my eyes bulge and I cannot speak anymore.
But I see my elephant friends looking up at me.

If they’re still cheering I cannot hear them anymore

Does this mean they don't love me?

You see I told you I could learn your trick for you.

I’m dangling for hours  suffocating thick shin around my neck

for a very long time.

The people are gone

Can I go home now?

Chain crushed my larynx so I could not shout 
hour and hours
 slowly suffocation to death feel eyes bulging
 pain worse than the bullhorn

 I never imagined for a long time for a very long time

I cannot rest

I cannot believe

That cheering can be anything but love

And so I will walk the world looking for them that cheer.