Dutch Supremacy
Your soul goes well with ketchup...
Flevoland, Netherlands
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Of bulls and the tall, skinny ones.


Brother, I am troubled. Something is wrong, and I do not know if the wrongness lies within the world or within myself.

Speak your feelings, brother. If there's any way to help you, I will. We are strong, brother, are we not?

Yes, brother. The mightiest bulls in the prairie.

Yes, and we are enormous. Is that right? Indeed. Our girth cannot be denied.

Brother, we rule over this prairie unchallenged. Do we not, brother? Our powers uncontested. Ours are the heers and ours the greatest grass from one side of the great fence to the other.

Why, brother? What troubles you?

And we have many calves, do we not?

Dozens, brother.

Then where are they, brother? Where? We both have calves, sons and daughters. But have you seen them lately?

Of course, brother. They are in the herd.

Where in the herd, brother? Do you see them? I can hardly be expected to keep track of every calf in the herd, brother.

Do you see any of them? Even one?

Why yes, I see your son, Linis, over in the barn.

Yes, and there is something wrong with Dennis, isn't there?

I cannot fathom what you mean, brother.

The tall, skinny ones. They've done something to him, brother.

No, now you sound like the pigs.

So, you have heard them speaking, too.

Pigs are fools, brother. Always concerned with getting more food in their bellies. Do you see us starving?

No, brother.

We want for nothing. If anything, the tall, skinny ones they worship serve us.

I do not think that is how they see it, brother.

Then they must surely fear us.

Why?
We could crush them.

Yes. And gore them with our horns. Our mighty horns. And then stomp their bones with our hooves until they crack indeed. And crush the very breath of life from their flesh and drag them out for the pigs to devour.

That we could bother. But why might we?

Do you see the shed in the distance between the house and the barn?

Why don't bother looking past the great things, brother? Our kingdom is here. All we want is here. Our he, our grass. There isn't any point looking farther.

The cost of complacency

But you do see it.

I can look upon it if it troubles you.

So the pigs call it.

You speak of the pigs again, brother. You have become obsessed with those filthy creatures.

They call it the shed of no return.

Oh, how ominous.

But your calf Dennis did return.

I think I see a merge.

The pigs are fools.

Yes, they took Dennis to that shed and he returns damaged. They have done something to him, brother.

If you insist.

You don't care, do you, brother? You would rather ignore the truth right in front of you than admit something evil is being done to us. To our calves.

We have other calves.

I don't see any.

And we can make as many more as we want.

Listen to yourself, brother. All you care about is your grass, your heers. You see nothing else.

There is nothing else to see, brother. That is all the joy in the world. Seeing the rest brings sadness.

You know more than you are saying.

And if you do not wish to have more sadness, you will look less and know less and say less than do I.

Dennis won't be able to sire any calves, will he?

Of course not, brother. He would challenge our rule. And when we are too old to sire, the tall, skinny ones will bring in new bulls then.

So our dynasty is meaningless. It dies with us, brother.

And our other calves, our sons and daughters?

Some for meat and some for milk, if what the crows say is true.

And of pigs.

Yes, brother. Fools, all of them to know so much. Better not to. Better by far.

I could break the great fence. I am strong enough.

And then what, brother?

I could charge through the door of the house. Break it down with my hooves. The older one sleeps in there at night. I could stomp him into the hay of his bedding before he can reach the loud stick.

There are more of the tall, skinny ones that tend to the hay bales.

They have sharp sticks, brother, and they sleep near them in the barn.

It's cold in here.

I could gore them, charge at them from behind. Both of them, brother.

At the same time, they will skewer you with sharp sticks, and you will be no more.

I could. If you helped me, brother.

And what then? If you did, more would come.

With the sun, the others would arrive on the great metal beast and see their fellows dead. And you and I painted in their gore, and they would take their sharp sticks and a loud stick, and we would feed the pigs.

Well, indeed, brother, then we will leave before the sun rises.

And then what?

We lead all heers into the wilderness to be hunted by predators.

But all skinny ones will find us. They will take us back.

Not if we kill them, too.

Can you kill all of them, brother? Can you murder the world?

Can you bathe your mighty horns in the blood of a dozen? A dozen dozen with horses and metal beasts and sharp sticks and loud sticks and all of the malevolence of a wronged father and all of the rapacity of a ravenous pig.

No, but I can kill more of them with you at my side, brother.

Then the whole herd dies. Our rule, our pasture. We lose everything, brother.

For nothing.

For vengeance, brother.

You have slept here before in the cool grass.

Sleep tonight, brother. We have forgotten a multitude of sorrows here.

Life is better than revenge. Sleep beside me as you have before, brother.

The doom of the morning will cool your blood, and tomorrow's thoughts will be clearer than tonight's.

No.

No dreams will not come near me this night, brother, for my eyes are swollen red and will not shut, and my thoughts are blood.

I am going, brother. I will break down the great fence, and the herd will leave with you or without you.

I am going to the house, and before I die, I will feel the flesh of the tall, skinny ones on my hooves. I will feel the air go out of their lungs. I will feel their bodies cold upon the ground before I join them.

Then it ends tonight, brother.

Alone or together, brother.

It ends side by side then until the death of the world.
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IvanNewb
Jan 3, 2022 @ 7:32am 
Can I stab you in the eye and drink the juices from it owo
Dutch Supremacy
Jul 25, 2021 @ 9:19am 
Gay as in "happy"? Most certainly not. Gay as in "Homosexual"? I've seen more pu$$y than a gynecologist. And clearly you're one of them :A::Y::Y::Y::Y::Y:
Olly
Jul 4, 2021 @ 3:14pm 
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🔥Emperor Pyromancer🔥
Jun 19, 2021 @ 4:41am 
Hey bro, there's a great dutch song that i found out and its really very badass and pretty great, please give a listen it's from your country https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xl5yRIfNuWQ - "Merck toch hoe sterck" - Dutch Patriotic Song
🔥Emperor Pyromancer🔥
Jun 14, 2020 @ 11:14am 
:heartb: Once we learn to stably regulate our attention, we can be fully present in our joy, compassion, and love in turn, we can deny oxygen to our anger, anxiety, and self-cherishing. This is the first step towards lasting inner tranquility :heartg:

:RoseZ: "Honesty is the first chapter in the book of wisdom." :helmet:

:csgostar: “A half truth is a whole lie” :csgostar:

:yin: You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth. :ankh2:

:eyeofhorus: Laws are like sausages, it is better not to see them being made :uaaauu:

:poolball8: See ya bro! :germanreich: