Monday, January 30, 2006
Yesterday, I saw a black butterfly with white & blue metallic spots fluttering by my aunt's tree. I ran to my sister's room to get the digicam so I could take a picture of the pretty creature. But it wasn't easy...the closer I get to it, the farther it flies away. I only captured it on video.
Which reminded me of my high school days when my friends and I would frequent the school's garden during recess time so we could watch butterflies during their mating season (yesss, it was obvious that it was the mating season because it was the only month when more than a dozen different butterflies would be flying around that area of the school which is full of santan flowers). Not contented, we'd catch some of them and keep them inside an inflated clear plastic bag or an empty Pringles container.
We'd marvel at their beauty while some of our classmates would tell us that the powder from their wings can cause blindness.
End of Flashback.
This morning, a local TV show featured a Butterfly Pavillion. I just learned that the beautiful butterfly that I saw yesterday is called "The Great Egg Fly". And that butterlies only live from 2 to 4 weeks. I felt so guilty that I didn't even let those poor butterflies live a normal life. They have such a short lifespan and I could've just let them live, suck nectars and flutter around the school garden happily.
How could I ruin such a beautiful thing?
Even if it wasn't me who catches them. I'm still guilty.
Now I understand why even for a photograph, I wasn't given a chance to capture its beauty...
Because for so many times I have captured them for their beauty without thinking about its life.
This is another example of suffering because you can't have what you want.
just another day...
9:01 PM
