Love is a lot of things. It can be a tremor, or it can be the full earthquake. It can be the first snowflake, or it can be the entire snowfall. It's not always easy, and it doesn't always work, but at least you can say you've given it a shot.
In this case it's a single butterfly (or an entire swarm, depending on what type of person you are). From afar it can be the most beautiful thing you've ever seen. It flaps its wings majestically, the colours swirling and coming together. It's the most simple and graceful thing alive.
But then you look a lot closer. It has all these tiny legs, it kind of looks like a creepy crawly, and all in all is sort of ugly. It really depends on where you want to look.
But even so, good luck finding many people who would say a butterfly is ugly. They see what makes them happy, they see it as they want to see it.
Sometimes it's good to have some perspective, to really understand something. But sometimes that knowledge just ruins things for us. Our ignorance is bliss, as they might say. People may argue that we should embrace knowledge, that it's what separates us from the animals. But isn't the point of life to enjoy it? There needs to be a line, where what we know doesn't destroy what we love.
David Ford - Go To Hell
[Wow, 15 days since my last post. Hopefully once I move into residence updates become a little more regular.]
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