Earlier today Mary and Cassie were arguing because Mary had killed a moth and Cassie thought that was unnecessary and cruel. My first reaction was that it was kind of mean, but then I thought about it and realized it was just a moth. They only live about a year and it will do nothing of importance in its whole life. I thought because it was of such little importance it really didn’t matter at all that Mary killed it.
However, almost instantly after I had made this decision I remembered the song Dust in the Wind. I realized that if I was willing to kill a moth just because of its insignificance then the same philosophy should apply to humans. We have an even smaller impact on the universe than the moth does on our world. If I am willing to admit to the moths’ insignificance then I would be for fitting the importance behind my own existence, and that of humanity.
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And he wondered is he a man who dreamt that he is a butterfly or is he a butterfly dreaming he is a man.
ReplyDeleteActually as it turns out he was a moth who dreamt he was a man who dreamt he was a butterfly. Except there is no longer a moth.
Hurm. Well that's kind of the point I was trying to make. That did piss me off though. Killing for fun is repulsive, no matter if it's a moth or a man.
ReplyDeleteAgreed. What would draw one to want to kill anything? I mean, I'm no saying i would cry over it if i went and killed a spider, o something, but...there's really no reason to kill things. (with the exception of mosquitoes. DAMN THEM! THEY MAKE SUMMER NOT FUN!)
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