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My view-value of non-human life & many examples of behavior often thought only human

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My view-value of non-human life & many examples of behavior often thought only human

I hope Words is the right place for this message - if not, move it or delete it. I am talking about animals doing things that most humans don't think animals can do. Especially empathy, love, altruism, sharing food happily with animals they's never seen, in some cases the animal wanting some of the food asks for it by friendly behavior and often also show some submissive behavior.

Please read, this has many examples of animal behavior that people often think of as something only humans possess. Many animal rights activists are probably not aware of a lot of it. I give my opinions on why animals do these things and tell what some experts think but all the stories are things I remember from articles, scientific papers, net videos, and TV. Some of the things I saw or read like 10 years ago and on those I mention uncertainty about my exact memory of things, just giving what info I remember. I know my writing skills really suck but I still want to share this info and my thoughts on these things.

Why is an animal's life seen as so less important than that of a human? They feel emotions and pain, this is what is important in determining how important the life is - the capacity for feeling emotions and pain. Animals feel complex emotions including empathy and love. Many don't give animals credit for feeling empathy for others but experiments show that mice will not press a lever to get food when they figure out that it is causing pain from electric shocks to mice in the next cage - the mouse will go hungry and suffer itself instead of hurting the other mice.

Some animals will share their food with animals they do not know - this has been observed quite a bit with polar bears - the polar bear wanting some of the other bear's food acts in a certain way with body language to ask in a non threatening and maybe submissive manner. It usually works from what I have read about this. Polar bears are considered very solitary and yet still show what a human would call acts of kindness or charity to others.

I could go on listing more examples but I think you get the point. Some of the things humans think of as things that make humans better than animals are not unique to humans but common in many animals. The ability to engage in advanced intellectual behavior like most humans is not what determines the value of a life. Do you consider a human who is severely retarded, maybe having a vocabulary of 50 words, 15 words, or no words but who plays, smiles, laughs, cries, and shows affection with hugs and other ways less worthy of life than an average person? I know some do, but I don't. I have seen a few people like this and it was quickly clear that they had just as much of a heart as me, though with an innocence not contaminated by the knowledge of all the horror and heartbreak that engulfs the Earth and makes suffer all animals including humans, the very knowledge that often crushes my heart and soul until I become suicidal and start self mutilating, even injecting water mixed with all kinds of gross, dirty shit into my muscles and so on.

Most of the value of a life should be measured by the heart and soul, feelings and emotions, empathy, love, compassion, and importantly sharing and helping others, something animals do indeed do. We know pets can save human lives but wild animals have been seen to save the lives of other animals, sometimes of a different species.

I saw a video on the net or tv where a lioness grabs away a wildebeest calf from the jaws of a crocodile, pulls it up to shore, then licks it, acts with what looks sure to be empathy and concern, and stays with it for a few minutes until the wildebeest herd chases her off. By then it appears the calf is dead as it is not moving and the film crew leaves. The next day they return and don't see the calf there but surprisingly they find it alive and walking around in the herd.

The lioness, an animal that normally hunts and eats this species seems to have felt compassion for this calf - this shows that at least in rare cases, predators may feel compassion and concern for the very species they eat. That is something I had prior not considered as a possibility, thinking this was truly a human only behavior (though one that is only shown by some, not all humans).

Predators probably know the animals they kill feel pain - perhaps they can feel something similar to some humans who have to hunt animals to survive because they are in a hunter-gatherer society and they are not capable of getting sufficient nutrition without meat - glad to have got the food they need to survive, which meant killing another animal, but either feel some sadness, wish they didn't have to do it, feel some kind of empathy or compassion. That may not be the case at all with non-human predators but I think it is possible.


Elephants grieve for their dead similarly to humans (it appears at least some other species do as well). They even visit the graves/bones of loved ones that have died even after many years. They also seem clearly capable of identifying the human species as an enemy in places where lots of elephants are killed by humans and take revenge. They will rampage through villages where often the people live in grass huts that the elephant can easily destroy. In some of these attacks, many people die.

Other animals may be capable of this. Hunting of brown bears in and I think around a national park in Alaska had not been allowed and nobody had been killed by a bear in that national park either in a very long time or ever. They started allowing hunting maybe 6-8 years ago and since then there have been several people killed by bears there in just a few years - I am not quite sure how many, I am thinking 6 people killed but it has been a while since I heard about that. That seems a little too odd to just be by chance, it could be that bears that saw other bears killed viewed humans as an enemy.

By contrast, there are places where mother bears will intentionally come near people to leave their cubs while they go to catch fish because the male bears usually stay away and they have learned the humans will not harm the cubs. At least a couple of people have wrote about this online and I'll try to find and post links to some of this stuff. In one case, the mother bear left her two cubs near the same person every day for about a week and the cubs came closer and closer - if I remember right, one of them made physical contact with the man and he may have been able to do the same with the cub - I don't remember but I am sure I can find this article. This is something that would really surprise most people - generally they think a mother bear is very dangerous to be near but in places where the bears and humans come close and the mother bears see the humans are not threatening, they learn their cubs get safety from adult males that sometimes kill cubs if they go with mother to catch fish where male adults will be so they leave them near the people.

Most people think bears that have been around people very much are more likely to attack but the vast majority of attacks, especially fatal ones occur in sparsely populated areas where bears never see people. Bears that are used to people actually appear to be less dangerous from much research. Fatal bear attacks are exceedingly rare anyway - in the 14 years since 2000, there have been 36 deadly attacks in North America - this averages 2.5 per year. 22 were by black bears and there are around 450,000 black bears in the USA, not counting Alaska, Idaho, South Dakota, Texas, and Wyoming where population is not known, well over 400,000 in Canada, and an unknown but pretty small population in Mexico. Many of the black bears live in quite densely populated areas in the NE US where there are lots of towns. Many towns will not do anything to make the bears leave the town if they are not a threat and I know one where a mother had cubs under someone's house and they were allowed to stay there as a den until they moved on. Bears don't really deserve such a bad reputation for being violent bloodthirsty killing machines that a lot of people consider them - they simply are not like that. They don't normally look at humans as prey and as you can see by the low 2.5 deaths per year that they are not normally aggressive to people.

Another story to share is about two macaws that were left in a locked garage after the people moved out of the house. One macaw was able to get around fine and there was dog food in there and there may have been water. The other one was in a box with both legs broken, unable to get out. They were eventually found several weeks later. The rescuers could not understand how the macaw in the box with both legs broken, unable to get out, was able to survive. Some time at the rescue, they found the unhurt macaw bring food to the one that was injured. This macaw had been feeding the injured macaw, probably at least partly by regurgitating a mixture of mushy food and water all the time they were locked in there, left to die. The injured macaw did receive needed medical attention and survived fine but would not have lived if the other macaw had not been feeding it the whole time. Here we have the macaw saving another's life, a great act of love and compassion after a human with no compassion abused/tortured one macaw by breaking its legs and leaving both to die. If this story was told but only names and not species were given, just say that the injured macaw was a year old human baby and it was a small child, maybe 3 years old or just a little less feeding the badly abused little baby, it would have made headline news and the kid would rightfully be considered a hero, but I don't see how that is any more heroic than what the macaw did.

Animals can show the same kind of caringness and even heroic behavior as humans. They can have a dark side as well. Chimpanzees seem to engage in something like warfare where two groups will fight and kill one another intentionally and can do this at a serious level of intensity, sometimes the groups having repeated battles until one group is wiped out. They have also been seen to commit what seems to be murder of a chimp in their own group that doesn't seem to have been due to any major provocation. The chimp even trying to escape is hunted down and killed and sometimes other chimps join in on the killing.

Many humans don't think any other animals are capable of anything like warfare, hate, or murder but it appears chimps are able to do this and I believe most animals can hate and many are quite capable of behavior that appears to be murderous, non-predatory, and the killer doesn't stop attacking when the victim is trying to escape or submit. I don't know how many species intentionally kill their own kind unprovoked for no apparent reason, not for food or anything.

I can also say I am quite sure my macaw hates my nephew although he is getting better. My nephew is 17. From the time he was 7 or 8 until 12 or so, he would always jump up and grab or slap his tail when I had him on the tree branch just in front of the house and I could not get him to stop it and the bird hated it. It seems animals have a dark side that ranges from feeling hatred to murder, war, and possibly genocide, though murder like behavior is pretty rare and chimpanzees are the only animals I know of that seem to possibly exhibit genocidal behavior by completely wiping out neighboring groups or tribes of chimps. Chimps are generally not violent, they are pretty peaceful most of the time - I don't want anyone getting the idea that they are somehow bad or evil or that I do not like them - they are actually one of the more interesting animals to me. I have no interest in research in cognitive ability or psychology of chimps as that has been done a lot though.

I want to choose a species or maybe 2, 3, or 4 that have not been researched much or have had no close up research into those aspects - working closely with some animals that nobody has done this kind of research on or only been viewed in the wild. To uncover many psychological and cognitive traits of an animal would require a researcher working with captive animals. If working with captive animals, especially large ones, I would only do it if the animal had a good amount of space and plenty of things for mental stimulation when not being worked with as I am not going to rob an animal of its happiness and a decent life to do research. I do already have research planned with my macaw (Baby) and raccoon (Lucky). It is nothing that would scare or distress them, my bird likes mirrors. Lucky has never seen a mirror. I'll first try to see if they can figure out it is their reflection.
Baby may already have done so. I think he knows it is not another bird by the way he acts. Second experiment is see if they can learn to use mirrors as tools to find where a toy or something is hidden by looking in the mirror and seeing the reflection of that. I think if they can do that, I will have found a new complex behavior by seeing something done behind them by looking at a mirror. If they could understand the mirror shows something like this, it could be a small contribution to the knowledge base of animal cognition and psychology and could help change hearts and minds of some people on non-human animals.
If Lucky, a raccoon could do these things, it could really change how they are viewed in terms of intelligence - when people think an animal is more intelligent they consider its life more valuable and hunters may decide not to hunt them if they think they are very intelligence as many/most think it is intelligence level that determines level of awareness, capacity for complex emotions that include empathy, compassion, love, grief, and altruistic behavior. Many people view raccoons as pest animals and kill them. They typically live to mid teens when well cared for as a pet but because mostly of humans intentionally killing them and accidentally hitting with cars, in most places they live on average 1.8-3.1 years in the wild. I know a guy I don't like who puts out food in various places to attract raccoons and opossums, then he shoots them dead. Before telling me about that, he was talking about his love for horses and dogs. Why no compassion for coons or possums?

I can tell you my raccoon Lucky is probably the most affectionate pet I have had, very friendly. He does bite when playing, but not hard enough to break the skin or make bruises. If his biting gets to hard, I can back away, hold my hand that he was biting, make sounds similar to what he makes when he feels pain and then he starts making his raccoon voice in a sad sounding way and he'll lick where he was biting and seemingly is showing like he is sorry for biting too hard and understands it caused me pain. He typically acts really calm and gentle for a bit afterwards, wanting to be by me and just enjoy my company.
Both of them seem to know if I am feeling really bad or sick. Baby wants to stay with me and when I go to Lucky, he will not bite, he does what he does to show affection - this includes opening my mouth with his claws and hands and sticking his mouth in mine, often licking inside. It hurts when his hands are stretching my mouth open and I have to grab his hands, but he wont take them out and forcing it causes him to grab tighter. I got so used to it that I just let him stick his mouth in mine and lick inside and it doesn't seem gross, I like it now because it is something he really likes to do to show he cares about me. Maybe some of you want to puke after reading that or think I am disgusting but I say it is just saliva and though it is not human saliva, it is made of pretty much the exact same thing and I don't consider it dirty or filthy. I am not going to stop him from doing that, just make sure he doesn't scratch my mouth. I don't want to discourage or stop him from showing his affection. Lucky is a intelligent animal as well and I am going to try to show him he can see himself in the mirror. It is tragic that an animal that would live on average to the early or mid teens if humans stopped killing them just makes an average of 1.8 years to 3.1 years.

I know this was a long read. If you read it all, I hope it was interesting and informative, not boring.
 
Some of the most wonderful relationships in my life have been with animals. Their range of emotions is immense and each species has behaviors and signals that we humans don't see right away.
 
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Some of the most wonderful relationships in my life have been with animals. Their range of emotions is immense and each species has behaviors and signals that we humans don't see right away.

I agree completely! And I have had to learn how to see what my pets were trying to tell me or get me to do, although it mostly was not hard for me to figure that out. There are some things though that are so clear to see what they are trying to tell us something when they are behaving a certain way, vocalizing a certain way, or using body language in a certain way that I figure most people would understand quite easily and that should be enough for people to see they can feel the same types of emotions as us and I believe their emotions probably feel just as strong as ours. Maybe I am wrong but I don't think so.

I smoked some methamphetamine and now I have made a huge wall of text in this post, most of it is not completely or at all on topic. So sorry for that.

I'd like to get more opinions on what people think about the topic - how do others feel about the value of a human life versus that of non-human animals.

I have come more and more to both think and feel that most animals may have just as rich of an inner life as far as feelings go as humans and it is your ability to feel emotions that determines how meaningful your life is. It is not how smart you are in ability to solve partial differential equations, run a business, read, talk, or understand words (both of my pets understand what is expected of them when you say certain things). When I am with my raccoon and he is playing, I have found if he bites too hard (not hard enough to do damage, just cause pain) I can hold usually my hand where I was bit and try to make a vocalization that sounds like him when he has felt pain. Stepped on his feet a couple of times but I got a good example when he got a habanero pepper, tore into it, and got it in his mouth and one of his eyes. He was reacting so strongly to that pain, at times just rolling over and writhing and making a vocalization more like a scream. I thought he might have a heart attack. I gave him a bowl of milk but had to put some in his mouth. He must have felt some relief from that because he was really drinking. Also put some milk in his eye. But anyway, I may be sort of speaking in his language on that one thing (that something hurts) and he can understand. If I don't do that, he will keep playing too rough and biting hard. When I do that, he starts acting affectionate and it seems he likes to lick where he bit. I think he can understand he has caused pain if I act that way - I had tried other things that didn't work. This has worked 4 times in the last week. Could be a coincidence but I really don't think so.

Most of this post is just about how I have always been around animals but most of it is about a really bad time of my life when animals were being abused and disposed of like trash, how it affected me, how I tried to kill any love or feeling for animals (as a survival mechanism that did not work) by abusing them myself in a certain period of my pre-teens and teens, trying to make myself hate them that way and how I got revenge on my mom for what she did and the pain it caused me to know and see how disposable animals were to her. Those acts of evil are the darkest stain on my soul. And my mom is a great person for people and animals now, so know that if you read the rest.


For many years, even now, all my best friends have been animals, though I made a couple of friends in the mental institution last year when I tried to kill myself (I stupidly tried to trip on a lot of amitriptyline and did not know I was high when I saw my nephew at the door tell me my mom was having chest pains and going to the ER. I went to get my shoes and went back to the door and the car was gone. After that I kept having delusions and a surely hallucinated phone call from someone who sounded like my niece screaming "She's dead!" I think before the call I had somehow decided she was in a coma and at some time that became a brain dead coma. I thought my mom was really dead and I took many bottles of pills. I listed a lot of the meds in "I'm High" with my suicide note but I took many more pills after I closed bluelight. I used to be afraid of talking to anyone I did not know and on a job interview I ran out and left because I felt terror. I walked/ran away. I did this on 3 or 4 other occasions. I kept everything to myself. I was like that most of my childhood when I was like four until I was 7 or 8. I got a great human friend when I was about 8. He was half caucasion and half black. My parents were racists and I took it to be true that people like him are inferior. This friend proved to me my parents were wrong. I had one other friend and then was friendless, only friends were animals. You are aware of the things I started doing when I reached a point I could not take the heartbreak of animal abuse going on all around me - I tried to kill my feelings for animals by abusing them like everyone else in my family though I never disposed of dogs by dumping them in unpopulated areas far from town. I lost the ability to love or feel loved by anyone or anything for a long time after this. It was a huge factor in my first two suicide attempts. I made a thread in The Dark Side maybe two years ago confessing to my evil acts against animals during that period of my life. It is my greatest shame and I was deeply regretful and haunted by this past until I got it out. If anyone wants to read the old thread, search for Confessions of Evil and you should find it. I had a relationship with two dogs by the time I was 16. One of them was going to be dumped and I finally had it out with her about what she was doing. I got some hydrocodone and told her to look at it. I said these are the only thing keeping me from killing myself. I told her about the suicide attempts and the plot to blow my head of with my sister's shotgun on Easter dinner - my sister got mad at my mom about a week before that and broke off all contact with the family for like six years. I was too afraid to confront her until then and I was afraid to let anyone know I loved animals - I felt ashamed liking them at times. For several years starting before I finally opened up about my feelings I was very cruel to my mom and to a lesser extent, my dad and I treated everyone including strangers with the most disrespect possible. I'd describe in detail to my mom how I wanted her to be taken by a rapist, tortured to death, the dead body violated and disposed of in a ditch. When I did confront her, I expressed my feelings about what she was doing to the dog and what it would do to me. I told her I would kill myself. I also threatened to kill her. At times I was like crying and physically unable to talk loud, at other times I would be screaming and yelling a mix of hatred, anger, depression, threats, and suicidal thoughts. I made her watch me stab myself repeatedly with a large hypodermic needle (she used to keep calves to raise and sell) in my legs, stab my arm with a small piece of broken glass, and ingest fly spray. This saved this dog from being dumped and I don't think she ever dumped another dog again. I did a similar thing because I could not stand having a dog I loved being tied on a short chain, barking all day and night for hours at a time, just short breaks, barking in a way that I think could be desperation. He wanted off the chain so bad. I finally exploded on my mom for what she was doing to the dog - this included beating with stripped branches and power cords because of his barking, not just the being chained on a chain maybe 10-15 feet long. I told her I was going to kill the dog, her, myself, and my 17 year old nephew who has always lived in this house (he was just a baby then). I yelled and screamed and started smacking my head hard with a hubcap. I said something about the dog wanting off that short chain and either how she would feel if it was her and I threatened to lock her in the cellar for a long time so she could live just as happily as her dog. That worked, got him off the chain. I had psychotic depression or a mixed episode with psychotic features, probably would have been diagnosed as agitated depression with psychotic features and possibly got a bipolar disorder diagnoses as it was a mixed episode. I did not know how else to help those dogs other than putting fear in and causing pain to her and showing her through self mutilation and injury with suicide threats. She had always had to get her way and would not listen to anybody who tries to get her to do something she didn't want so I never tried to have a normal discussion with her about what she was doing all my childhood and most of my teen years. It was hopeless to have a rational argument because she always had to be right. Just like all the fighting between my parents - both of who abused each other. My mom was cold hearted to my dad and called him all kinds of names. My dad did worse - some physical abuse, a few times I thought he might be killing my mom and brother and he would make threats to do violent things while she slept and his favorite threat to burn the house down while everyone was sleeping (he was doing that when I was 4. My childhood was often very terrifying. I still dream that I am in bed and I wake up on fire or surrounded by it and other bad dreams about being on fire). Once he grabbed my mom and poured cayenne pepper sauce down her throat after he caught her trying to get in and lock the car. She started having chest pains bad. She went to the doctor like a month later to check her heart and found she had a mild heart attack and my mom had no idea it happened. I think it happened when my dad did that. From the time I was about 5 until I was 12 I would beg them to stop and by the time I was 8 I would beg them to discuss their problems calmly instead of my dad acting like he wanted to kill, yelling things at my mom and my mom talking in this really cold hearted voice, calling him names, and just acting mean but it always fell on deaf ears so I learned that there was no point in trying to discuss things rationally. I lost my hope. I would pray for hours for God to help but he is either dead, never existed, or wasn't listening to me and did not care. I had no hope and no way out. I thought about running away but I was afraid of the people who might kill me or what my mom would do to punish me if I was found. It felt like a prison with no bars that could not be escaped, trapped with people who hurt each other all the time and doing things that broke my heart and soul. I felt it was hopeless and possibly dangerous (in the sense of a punishment like whipping with a switch (small limb stripped of leaves and small branches) or that she would treat me like she did my brother who was always getting the switch and punishments, often just for having the wrong opinion and sticking with it instead of saying he agreed with her when they talked out something. I was afraid she would stop loving me as it seemed she did my brother. There was no way to change the situation and no way to get away from all the violence and hate. That is why I never tried to talk her out of dumping and abusing animals. She might have listened if I had tried earlier if I told her how it smashed my heart into many broken pieces, about my prayers never being heard, and things like that so she would know how much pain it caused in me. Quite a few animals could have been saved if I had got her to change. Maybe the only way for me to change things was how I did it - I think I had my mom quite afraid that I would hurt or kill her or myself. I had to put more fear into her than she had ever felt as well as break her heart. I got really verbally abusive and extremely self destructive very quickly when that dog was tied to that really short chain and barked (I'll say calling for help or someone to be with) and I said something about it to my mom and she went out and beat the dog to shut him up. I was becoming angrier and also started getting very paranoid and somewhat delusional and eventually I started hearing voices saying bad things about me and to hurt myself and that I should kill my self. I made my mother fear me and I'd talk about how I hated her and wanted her to die. I would make her cry and I would laugh and tell her "weep, bitch". I actually felt bad and remorseful for it a lot but I wanted her to feel the pain I was feeling because of her. One time she was saying "I't hurts" when I was doing it to her. I told her I know, laughed a bit, resumed my mental abuse and she repeated it. I said now you know what it feels like. I told her she'd been making feel like that all my life. I said more cruel things laughed in the most evil sounding way I could. I was in Hell but now so was her and my dad. Maybe they got to see what it feels like to be stuck in a prison where you are afraid for your life all the time like I was as a kid. As an older kid and teen, I was forced to watch others being abused, unable to help the victim or getting an order to abuse the victim myself because the abuser is like your prison guard who will not allow it. (It felt a lot like that anyway). The only way I knew of possibly stopping the abuse of the dogs was by scaring them into it by making her fear for her life and mine too because when I was making the threats, I was self injuring by smashing things on my head and stabbing myself many times with glass and needles. I was stabbing fast with the needles (i had made this thing with four wide, long needles about an inch or so apart. There was probably 60 or 70 punctures in my right leg and a number of those hit veins and arteries because there was blood all over my leg running down past my knee. I wiped blood all over my face and acted evil and I told her I'd paint my room with blood. She was actually really concerned about me because of how I was hurting myself. And it did work - she let the dog off the chain. I told her the next day I wanted her to let the other dog off the chain because it made me sad and I wanted the dog to be happy. I had not said much if anything up till then to imply that I had anything other than hate and a desire to kill her or random people I did not know in a massacre, self-hatred, and a desire to die. That dog was untied too and I did not have to be evil to my mom or make her watch self mutilate, smash my head, or ingest insecticides, weed killer or other poisons.

My mom has completely turned around on the way she treats and views animals. Don't think she is a bad person now because of the past. And she is pretty open minded now. She also got rid of her racism, realizing all races to be equal. She would do nothing to hurt an animal - she has become a lot like me with how she feels about animals. She is a much nicer person to people too. She has taken in a dog at the time that my nephew's friend can't keep because his grandpa has bad breathing problems (the kid lives with his grandparents. The grandpa's health is getting bad and he may die soon.

I'd been thinking and I want to start taking like 4 or 5 dogs and a few cats that are at the last day on death row, keeping a certain number all the time, adopting them out to people. My mom thought that was a great idea. It will cost money to do but I think I can afford it. Main cost would be the fee I'd have to pay to get them out of the death camp.

All the misery I have went through I think made me more compassionate than I otherwise would have been. I know suffering well enough that I can't stand it when others are suffering of whatever species. Seeing or knowing about extreme suffering and torture can make me depressed but it can also motivate me to try to do something to help stop it in whatever way I can.
 
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