Moths are such an interesting analogy for modern life:
In order to thrive during nighttime and avoid daylight predators, they have evolved a complex guidance sense based on stars and moonlight.
Then we invent artificial lights and fuck up 190 millions of years of evolution.
“Haha dumb bug is hitting the light.”
I feel like the most obvious example of this is the array of things we need to apply self-discipline to, to succeed. Things like: eating healthy, limiting screen time, avoiding (over-indulgence in) intoxicants, keeping up with chores and assignments at work or school, not getting bogged down by the state of the world, being patient with others, and so on… Then people who smoke a pack a day judge others for being obese, or vice versa (pun intended) and it’s a whole mess.
Moths are such an interesting analogy for modern life:
In order to thrive during nighttime and avoid daylight predators, they have evolved a complex guidance sense based on stars and moonlight. Then we invent artificial lights and fuck up 190 millions of years of evolution. “Haha dumb bug is hitting the light.”
How often do I feel like a moth.
I feel like the most obvious example of this is the array of things we need to apply self-discipline to, to succeed. Things like: eating healthy, limiting screen time, avoiding (over-indulgence in) intoxicants, keeping up with chores and assignments at work or school, not getting bogged down by the state of the world, being patient with others, and so on… Then people who smoke a pack a day judge others for being obese, or vice versa (pun intended) and it’s a whole mess.
Your weave depressing but eloquent poetry, my friend.