Life and Death On a Summer Afternoon

You mean your immorality.

That bird needed to eat, and he obtained what was available. There is as much beauty in that as any other vignette of nature. Trying to superimpose your own aesthetic over what simply is is hubris.

Posted by ThomasD at July 24, 2011 7:07 PM

I speak, sometimes, at slant.

Posted by vanderleun at July 24, 2011 7:51 PM

He knoweth all and saith much more than all he knoweth.

Posted by Jewel at July 24, 2011 8:06 PM


-Joshu, 7th century.

Posted by Gray at July 24, 2011 10:42 PM

A birdie with a yellow bill
Hopped upon my windowsill
Cocked his shining eye and said
Ain't you shamed you sleepyhead.

Robert Louis Stevenson

Amazing things happen if we will be still for a moment.

Posted by John Hinds at July 25, 2011 6:15 AM

But was the bird imposing its hubristic morality, nay, immorality upon said sleepy-head?

Posted by Jewel at July 25, 2011 8:40 AM