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My Approach in Creating Little Rainbow Sanctuary

Animals want to live in a natural state just as wee do. They want to choose a home that is safe and providing. Little Rainbow Sanctuary will remain heavily wooded to provide the safety and needs for animals in the most natural of settings.

All labor is by myself and volunteers, therefor lessening the environmental damage to the property. The sanctuary is also self sufficient with generators operating on Biodiesel and rain catchment and springs to provide natural water.

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About Me and What Led Me to Create a Sanctuary

Little Rainbow Sanctuary is built from decades of animal rescues and the experience of volunteering with many rescue and sanctuary efforts around the globe.

My name is Greg Edge, caring for the less fortunate is my passion.

Since a very young age I have wanted to care for animals both human and non. It’s not about goals or objectives, but our obligation to others. From small birds who could not fly nor eat on their on to an injured raccoon, I attempted to care for them the best I could.

At the age of ten I saw a small black object floating in the water near me. After a few seconds I realized this was a dog that was barely able to hold his nose out of the water. I quickly got into my tiny boat and paddled towards him, but he tried to flee. I finally caught him and tied him to the side of the boat. Due to him being bloated and filled with saltwater I was unable to lift him. I ran to a neighbor and together we brought him to shore. This was my first hands on rescue. At the time the feelings were not recognized nor defined, but I now know that I felt peace in knowing one life was spared.

A few short years later I was diagnosed with e-coli and was told it most likely came from dairy or beef, yet I should not eat tomatoes nor vinegar. Even at the young age of 14 this diagnosis made no sense to me. If the e-coli came from dairy and beef then I shouldn’t eat them. So at 14 I began a path to become vegetarian. At the age of 17 I graduated high school and felt I needed to make decisions for myself without the guidance of parents or the adults around me. I was very much into the Straight Edge scene which had strong vegan messages. So on June 9th 1991 I became vegan and never looked back.

To become vegan and being conscious of what you eat and purchase not only affects the physical body, but the mind and spirit as well. You see the life of all beings as equal to your own. You attempt to not take for granted the efforts of others to support the life on this planet. Whether it be the process of making a piece of paper or the mode of transportation you choose. The conscious choice to become vegan is a positive, life altering experience; not a diet, not a lifestyle.

At the same time I chose to dedicate myself to being vegan I began to work with Food Not Bombs. The simple structure and ideology of Food Not Bombs appealed to me in many ways. Simply put Food Not Bombs is giving healthy food that others throw away, to those less fortunate. A clean cut white kid can walk into a Whole Foods and ask for the left overs and cut offs from the kitchen where as a person of color with what society considers lesser attire, can not do the same. This was making the unjust privilege system work in the favor of those less fortunate. This system works just as easily for those without shelter and food as it does for those without the normal rights of a straight, white male. Times have changed since the early nineties, yet we can manage to uplift others by using our wit and compassion.

Many years passed with the attitude of just being vegan was enough. I became worn out with my consumption and a few rescue dogs as my only example of compassion. Along the same time the disaster of September 11th (coincidentally my birthday) happened and I felt the urge to do something. To me this tragedy was not a reason to hate a religion nor a culture of people, yet a call to help humanity and show that together we are stronger than any organized religion or government. So I left my job and went to New York City alone to do whatever I could. I spent most of my time washing the feet of the search and rescue dogs with a small group from Mexico. This gave me an example of what people should be doing with our time and efforts.

Four years later I found myself close to New Orleans just after Katrina hit. I began to collect crates and kennels to sneak into the closed off zones severely hit by this hurricane. I pretended to be a photographer for an insurance firm and would sneak food and kennels in covered in my trunk or back seat. All I had was a camera in my passenger seat and a fake business card I made on a copier. The turmoil of corporate, government organizations competing with non profits to get that 15 minutes of fame was heart breaking. I worked with a small grassroots organization that hit the streets day and night; feeding and collecting the stray animals in order to secure their safety.

This experience opened my eyes to the dirty money in the business of charity. My grandfather often told me of his disdain for the Red Cross due to them charging soldiers in world war II for a cup of coffee and a slice of bread. I reminded of his words every time I see blood drives and salvation army bell ringers.

These experiences instilled the values that lead me to not ask for money to build my house, which will be on the sanctuary. Nor will I ask for money for a new office. I am a volunteer on my own accord within my own organization. Not a paid employee.

In 2009 I planned to make an all vegan sanctuary tour by bike trough out the United States. In preparation for this life altering trip I road along with several Farm Sanctuary employees and volunteers along the Chuck 300. Chuck 300 was a ride and walk from Washington, DC to Watkins Glen, NY to raise awareness about cancer which our friend Chuck was surviving. Upon our arrival at Farm Sanctuary I was honored with the Farm Animal Friend award for my dedication to the animals through photography and rescue/transport efforts.

A few weeks after the Chuck 300 I was hit by a truck and broke my ankle. This left me unable to heal and leave in time for my planned sanctuary bike tour. With that strike against me I used my efforts to rescue and transport as many animals as I could to safe homes. I worked alongside almost every sanctuary on the east coast and many cat and dog rescues to bring animals to safety. From dogs in kill shelters, to lambs thrown in the trash of kill markets, I was able to see the renewal of an animal considered a product to a happy healthy livelihood. There is no greater satisfaction than seeing such transformation first hand.

Along the same time I chose to move into a school bus which allowed me to spend more on transports by not paying rent as well as a large vehicle to transport with. Two years I spent living in the bus and later squatting in abandoned buildings in order to save for more worthy efforts. This effort to not spend money on rent allowed me to rescue over 300 animals in 2009.

One of the largest open rescues in New York City was of fighting cocks that NYPD and ASPCA were dumping in a parking lot and leaving a lot attendant to care for this. The NYPD and ASPCA chose to dump these birds here rather than enter them as evidence in which they would ultimately be euthanized. A strange circumstance of wanting to care for the birds, but not giving them the best care or facilities to live.

In 2011 I had the chance to work as a vet tech in the Galapagos. This experience opened my eyes to new relationships between non human and human animals. Dogs run through the street with no care of humans around, yet when they bring an animal to the vet they want to watch and assist with all efforts to heal the animals.

Galapagos gave me a place and time to reflect on the human damage of this planet. We too often think we are trying to save the world by caring for animals or becoming vegan. In all honesty we are only trying to save humanity. This planet, most of these species, will live happily long after we have self destructed.

Once returning to New York from Galapagos I worked diligently to save money to buy land. My heart has always pulled towards the mountains of North Carolina and specifically the Asheville area. The community of Asheville feels open to plant based living and compassion towards those considered less fortunate.

November of 2011 I was able to purchase 5 acres in the mountains of Western North Carolina, just 30 minutes East of Asheville. The process has been slow but worth every second. September 11, 2015 I broke ground to build my tiny house and ultimately a barn which I can utilize to rescue animals.

Please follow our story as this sanctuary grows to a place of tranquility for both human and non human animals.

Thanks friends.

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Legends Never Die

I first met this legend at a hearing for Mumia’s parole. The parole of course did not happen, but the energy was still positive. I walked him to where someone was waiting to drive him away from the courthouse. In those few short blocks I heard some of the most profound statements I will ever hear. “america is a dinosaur, you know what happened to the dinosaurs.” He lived long enough to see those words through. Your energy will never die. #dickgregory #vegan #govegan #restinpower #legend #animalliberation #humanliberation #totalliberation #liberationDGig.jpg

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Two corporations spoke out about the Charlottesville murder.

First before Heather Heyer was assassinated the Detroit Red Wings who’s logo was modified and used on the shields of the weak white supremacists, stated;

“The Detroit Red Wings vehemently disagree with and are not associated in any way with the event taking place today in Charlottesville, Va.,”

“We are exploring every possible legal action as it pertains to the misuse of our logo in this disturbing demonstration,”

Second Tiki Brand stated;

“Tiki Brand is not associated in any way with the events that took place in Charlottesville and are deeply saddened and disappointed,”

“We do not support their message or the use of our products in this way.”


What has trump said?

“there is blame on both sides”


Militias in fatigues and flak jackets, carrying high powered weapons do not descend onto crowds of people for the sake of security, they do it for incitement, they do it for fear, and in this case they did it for hate.

Could the Antifa crowd have sat down and peacefully protested the alt rights hate? Doubtful, for if they had there would be more than just one good Heather Heyer dead.

Resist, but be prepared.

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Censorship of Social Media

Can anyone explain this?

This post was censored by instagram. The same post is on facebook which owns instagram.

Definition of fight


play \ˈfȯt\;


  1. intransitive verb
  2. 1a :  to contend in battle or physical combat; especially :  to strive to overcome a person by blows or weapons The soldiers fought bravely.b :  to engage in boxing He will fight for the heavyweight title next month.

  3. 2:  to put forth a determined effort They were fighting to stay awake.

  4. transitive verb
  5. 1a (1) :  to contend against in or as if in battle or physical combat fought the invaders of his homeland was fighting a forest fire (2) :  to box against in the ring foughtseveral strong contendersb (1) :  to attempt to prevent the success or effectiveness of the company fought the takeover attempt (2) :  to oppose the passage or development of fight a bill in Congress

  6. 2a :  wage, carry on fight a battleb :  to take part in (a boxing match or similar contest)

  7. 3:  to struggle to endure or surmount fight a cold is fighting cancer

  8. 4a :  to gain by struggle fights his way throughb :  to resolve by struggle fought out their differences in court

  9. 5a :  to manage (a ship) in a battle or stormb :  to cause to struggle or contendc :  to manage in an unnecessarily rough or awkward manner

fight shy of

  1. :  to avoid facing or meeting

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Stand Up! Direct Action! Now More Than Ever!



I’d rather lose followers on social media than watch any of you die.
These fuckers have their foot in the door. Charlottesville let them in. Boston is letting them in. This countries president is not condemning them. This countries president is accepting thanks from leaders of a white nationalist hate group, and not condemning them.  We as a people regardless of what you eat, but more so if you claim to be vegan, must stop them. If you want to use non-violence, thats fine, but you need to be there in greater numbers.
Only with a show of force and might will this stop. Once you get your ethics into action can this come to an end.
If you think it will just go away, if you think this will not happen here, then you are just as ignorant as the other side for not knowing history.
Their are people still alive who remember the results of these very incidences all too well. People who not only remember stories, but witnessed loved ones dragged away and murdered. You love using the holocaust comparison so fucking much, but say nothing when followers of the same beliefs rally in the streets.
While we are on the subject… Each time you use, slavery, the Holocaust no matter indigenous or Jewish, you alienate and offend groups of humans who could become part of our cause. But why would you want to do that when you can steal the ethics of people of color and make it into a white diet. Learn, evolve.
#vegan #govegan #animalliberation #humanliberation #totalliberation #animalwhites #directaction


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Fear and Privilege

What happened inCharlottesville has been happening to people of color since this country was founded.

Those who have stopped following due to my recent Antifa posts, please do not return when the focus is on animals. If you can’t understand white dominance, privilege, nor have empathy for those they oppress regardless of species then please find the way out. #animalwhiteswal.jpg