#title Bullets and Boar #author Julian Langer #LISTtitle Bullets and Boar #date 21/2/2023 #source https://ecorevoltblog.wordpress.com/2023/02/21/bullets-and-boar/ #lang en #pubdate 2023-02-21T21:44:24 #authors Julian Langer #topics Boar, anti-cull, Cull, guns, ontological anarchism, primal anarchy, revolt, rebellion, unrest, preservationism, *** 1 Boar blood bleeds Red into forests Upon this archipelago As bullets bury beneath the skin Cull cull cull The policing of what can live And what must be annihilated Shooters firing guns Bang bang Bleed boar Bleed red until you’re dead Soldiers in the war on boars Killing with a gun is an unintimate act Cull culture criminalises creatures Who do not conform to the systems and narratives Of totalitarian agriculture Bang bang bang Cull cull cull The boar war continues The systematic slaughter Of these enemies of the state Primal anarchists are not allowed to exist Genocide Onticide Specicide Ecocide Bang bang bang The bullets fly Another boar dies Through necro-technologies Designed to keep the killer Away from the death *** 2 A primal scream arises From inside my being Of untamed fury For the necrophilic Practices of abuse And annihilation Boar rebel Therefore we exist I rebel Therefore they exist And I do not live close to boar I live amidst other culls The Forest of Dean is far away And I am here My ontological anarchy is inclined towards the perspective that there is no authority on who shouldn’t exist And I’m revolted by the policing of living beings Through culls and weeding and pesticides and ethnic cleansing and other such political practices I find myself feeling desire, fondness, love and affection for the boar Being culled upon this archipelago As well as those labelled as threats to the state That occupies turtle island I want their existence As I desire rebellion against this necropolis Revolt in the face of this industrial death camp culture Blessed is the flame of will to life and power That burns in the beastly bellies of boars For all its beauty Is welcome to my heart Wildness as the preservation of the world Wild boar lives as preserving life amidst apocalypse Irrational and absurd desiring presence Not the denial of life-potential of conserving and conservatism I exhale this primal scream *** 3 Bang bang bang Bullets fly Boar blood bleeds red Another boar dies Another boar dead Bullets bullets bullets What a rank and revolting technology a gun is Bang bang bang I remember the bullet that passed me And the badger who died in our arms A small piece of metal Ripped from the body of earth Moulded according to design specifications Placed into a gun The trigger pulled The mechanism works The bullet is flung through the air It flies as aimed Burying into bodies Brought down by the touch of bullets Bang bang bang Death to boars *** 4 Not waiting for the historical conditions for revolution or the coming insurrection Nor pacifistic pleading to the state or government for disarmament Life as revolt Without Cause or collective Living as rebellion Feral pigs and wild boars Alive upon this archipelago today An anarchy of uncivilised disobedience Refusing to conform to extinctionist necropolitics Dissolute living Riotous flesh Unrest as living Activism as refusing rest This is not a rallying cry Call to arms Or declaration of a glorious future tomorrow for these creatures cull culture is seeking to annihilate This is an affirmation of those living today Their presence here and now Defying the necro-industrial-complex