I’m wondering if species, creatures with life spans much shorter than ours, tiny beings with brains the size of pin heads, realize, given their brief existence, a rich and meaningful life.
Does a Wooly Bear caterpillar, struggling in moving water, feel angst, realize the probability of imminent demise while memories of hatching, eating and growing, the promise of evolution to flight slowly fades, the hope it’s brothers will survive to replenish the species and sensing these complexities while living a life that is only an instant of the life cycle we manage to waste away in insignificant concerns.
Such thoughts make me think I should pay more attention.
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Might one find a butterfly who can ponder the meaning of life such as you? Fight or flight may be only higher sense.
although the complexity of the insect’s existence may not be realized in terms of language, one can imagine (if one’s imagination is strong), given their brief lifespan, they might very well realize an intensity of existence beyond our own, or so I would like to imagine.