Pantheistic Creed (free translation)

The following is a translation I made (hope it's good enough, not having found any English or Spanish "official" versions) of Esmeraldo Siqueira's Pantheistic Creed. I find it breathtakingly beautiful.

Pantheistic Creed

I believe in you, Nature, you I worship.
I believe, without mystic rites or altars.
In the awesome radiance of the ocean,
Where looms the greatness of your mien.

I believe in your strenght, and fear, and rejoice,
Seeing, through slow manifestations
The nuances of singular shapes
Until the wonder of enlightened men.

I believe in your forests, in your mountains,
In the poetry of the rivers and the fountains,
In the beauty of the earth in bloom.

I believe in the dainty starry nights,
In the harborage of white dawns,
In universal symphony of life.

Some more veg issues

Having been a long time vegetarian (made the decision as a child, made it real at age 12) and an an almost 1-year old vegan, I'm so used to my way that I sometimes forget people actually eats meat.
This may sound a little familiar to my fellow vegs out there in the world.
It's crazy, isn't it? I mean, I would never eat my dogs. How could I eat a cow, or a pig or a chicken? Just the thought of it sounds so gross and unhealthy...

Or milk. Gosh, milk and eggs are an issue for me. I certainly don't miss them, but sometimes trying to find out the ingredients everywhere I go just makes me crazy.
Since I don't want to seem too extremist and I don't want the people to get the idea that veganism issome sort of sick obsession, I confess I son't always ask for the ingredients when my family or friends invite me out to dinner, even if I suspect the bread may contain eggs.
Not quite the same with lactose, because it gives me heartburn, cramps, bloating and nausea. Even if I wasn't morally convinced on how wrong it is to exploit an animal, I wouldn't ingest it.

Doesn't matter how you season it, it's still murder.

A long time passed since I last wrote. Anyway, the most disgusting thing happened to me today an I had to spit it out.

A childhood friend of mine came over to visit around lunchtime. I had nothing prepared (and I didn't actually feel like cooking) so we thought of eating at a cafeteria not so far from my place. Everything seemed ok: I ordered a cheeseless tuscan salad and a cheeseless black bean soup. At the menu, it just described it as plain black bean soup with avocado and fried tortilla.
I started eating it and there was no major problem while the tortilla and the avocado lasted, yet its texture seemed a little suspicious comparing it to the bean soup I had known. After a while I felt a chewy mini-chunk on my gum. I took it out of my mouth and surprise: it was pink.
What kind of animal was it? I have no idea, actually I don't really care. I'm indignated it wasn't specified on the menu. And I'm so profoundly nauseous no non-vegetarian persona could ever imagine it.
I stopped eating the soup right away and I asked my friend (an omnivore) to try it out.
"Gosh" She said. "This must be bacon, maybe they prepared it along with meat or maybe... well, I'm sorry, pal".
Ew.

I just got home, and I've vomited so many times I lost count.
I will never set a foot again in that place.
NOT EVER AGAIN!