Horror

Everything begins and ends in the human being, it is cause and consequence. His laborious hands take care of the earth. They plow it. They sow in it. They fertilize it so that the seeds grow well and live better. He chooses the best ones, he puts them tenderly in the ground. He waters them. He gets angry when the sun stops heating them with his light. He even he would sing lullabies to them if he gave any profit. He sometimes brings bees to keep them company. He cures them when they become seriously ill. You could mistake him for an angel if it weren't for the fact that there comes a day when this human being puts on his wellies, takes a basket out of the pantry, and starts plucking, cutting, and collecting to keep peeling, cutting, grinding, stewing, or pouring. boiling water. He doesn't stop to think for a moment, what if fruits and vegetables had feelings?