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| I had a revelation while trying to photograph butterflies: Life is like a swarm of butterflies. Each moment flaps its wings and flutters past and bounces into other moments some of which only have one wing and they all used to live in cocoons and some times what you think are butterflies are really moths that will try eat your clothing and you can try take pictures of them if you want to but none of them will pay you any mind cause they're all trying to get some food or make babies or chase the sun and/or light bulbs. My revelations usually come in run-on sentences. |
