What the Creator wants you to know about pigs

Joanna has transcribed for you over at the Peaceful Prairie Sanctuary’s blog.

Once every great while, you get to add something to the volumes of human knowledge that arrives via divine intervention. You should read it aloud because it’s in a form you can hear without your head exploding, as might happen if you actually heard the real voice of God while you’re still alive.

You should read it because unless you really are that rarest one-of-a-kind individual, for whom a single “oink” once communicated paragraphs-worth of perfectly translated understanding, you will never know a most basic truth of the pig:

This is what I am,
what I ever was,
all that I will ever be.

After you’ve read it and committed it to memory, you can go about your work in the world, however humble or monumental, making perfect sense of—and good decisions about—anything pig-centric you may encounter. Specious and confounding pronouncements won’t distract or trouble you anymore. They will look and sound and seem as what they are, then crumble back into the dust under hooves and snouts, as indistinguishable as the grains of Earth from whence all of pig was made.