Today, I did a much needed cleaning of my garden shed. Among other distractions, there was a fabulous spider web, which I tried hard not to disturb. It had already been disrupted by a now dead, wayward bee. Fascinated, I watched the dance of the living and the dead, that took place.
It really does reflect existence, doesn’t it? Some of us win, some of us lose. Someone’s gain is another one’s loss. I see it everywhere, and it’s starting to get to me. It would be nice if there was a happy medium, but instead it seems the polarization of extremes is bulking up and solidifying. “One” or the “other”…. whatever happened to “nuance” and “multifaceted”?