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Eating Cycles
I know why the caterpillar eats all day; it so desperately wants to be a butterfly. One month in a cocoon unable to eat, speak or hear a thing, seemingly comatose, this impossible metamorphosis takes place. On waking she still believes she’s a caterpillar but slowly starts to celebrate her new found freedom, by fluttering like a child from flower to flower, smelling their scents and moving on. To keep her nubile beauty, she never eats a thing. Eventually, she gets caught in a spiral dance with another butterfly: mates, lays her eggs, and then disappears like chaff in the wind. I know why the caterpillar eats all day and the butterfly never eats a thing, and that they are, in fact, one in the same, yet the cycle still goes on unbroken.
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