Showing posts with label Moths. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Moths. Show all posts

Sunday, March 2, 2014

61/365: Sunday Poem and Photograph: Moth

2nd of March
fire is beautiful
and we know that if we get
too close it will kill us
but what does that matter
it is better to be happy
for a moment
and be burned up with beauty
than to live a long time
and be bored all the while
so we wad all our life up
into one little roll
and then we shoot the roll
that is what life is for
it is better to be part of beauty
our attitude toward life
is come easy go easy
we are like human beings
used to be before they became
too civilized to enjoy themselves

Excerpts from:
The Wisdom of Psychopaths: What Saints, Spies, and Serial Killers Can Teach Us About Success ~Kevin Dutton~


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Do you agree with the content of that excerpts?

I don't. I simply don't because life is too beautiful to turn it to something horrific.

The photograph is taken from our own home.  We were preparing for dinner when suddenly these swarm of moths circled around all the lighting in our home except for the bedroom lighting upstairs.

I remember old people say that when these moths made a sudden appearance it means that the rainy season is about to start or it will rain soon. I’m not sure about that theory right now because technically the summer season is just about to start.

I’m not comfortable seeing this kind of scene.  They remind me of horror movies.  Not that I’m a person who gets scared easily.  It’s just that this kind of scene is not fun for me to see in person.  There's something in it that makes me uncomfortable.

For my son it’s a time for experiment.  He went running to fill a basin with water and put it directly below one of the light surrounded by moths.  The moths automatically soared directly to the basin with water and drowned/died.  On the other lights he placed a lit candle below and the scene was more horrific.  All of the moths soared directly to the candle and got burned.  In just  a short time all the moths are dead.

Horrific…

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