• Bones are jealous of the flesh, the bones are forced to do what the muscles tell it. The bones are slaves to the mind and flesh, never doing what they truly wish to do, they suffer the decisions of the mind, breaking and fracturing, even though they did as they were told. They don't enjoy the luxury of feeling, sight, smelling, hearing, and tasting. They only escape the hold of the body when the master is dead. They spend forever locked in a box, insects feasting on them. Only one creature truly cares for the bones, devoting their life to their needs... Who is this loving creature? It is COWS... Cows truly love bones, giving them the white elixer that keeps them strong and sturdy. Will you love the creature that forms your body?