The happy place

First of all: butterfly collections, isn’t that something deeply disturbing about this?

First of all: the butterfly is something everyone agrees on is of incredible beauty; but at it’s core: it’s an insect from which protrudes: two beautiful faerie wings.

A contrast indeed!

Then furthermore:

To have these beautiful creatures pinned down behind a glass sheet; skewered on this needle, to display their beautiful corpses; that is very grotesque.

It’s fascinating,

Speaking of which,

First of all: isn’t it funny how so disproportionate the amount of the world’s best music it is which comes from Finland? 🇫🇮 there’s only like 5-6M people living there…

Anyway:

Rip out the wings of a butterfly by HIM:

Come on and show them your love  Rip out the wings of a butterfly  For your soul, my love  Rip out the wings of a butterfly  For your soul

It’s about how humans cannot simply let beauty be: either it’s speared into a collection or sacrificed for the passions of love!

Like when we reach for it, it crumbles in our fumbling hands.

It feels like a sin!

I think it’s because we do live on borrowed time, and the beautiful moments are few and far between; I think it’s in the human nature to seek to preserve these moments of fleeting beauty — but that very act turns it into something which is beautiful, but most of all: terribly ugly.

Hmmmm

That is (to me) obviously wrong, it’s not seizing the day at all, or a pervertion of it’s original meaning: to cage a beautiful bird.

To then look at this poor bird until it’s beauty do no longer affect, until it’s just another piece of decoration, just like the butterfly collection; that is just morally objectionable.