I may be in the gutter, but I’m looking at the stars
Great quote by Oscar Wilde – last night I took a break to run back to the LaLa and show someone the house. We sat on the terrace and looked up at the stars and a butterfly flew by and it made us both gasp to see this beautiful creature out at night. My friend said butterflies are icons of happiness and I said they are icons of freedom. The caterpillars mate and die – a beautiful poetic euphemism, dying in love, or in orgasm – but I digress, the caterpillars mate and die, but they know they will be born again as butterflies. The metamorphisis. It’s a complete submission to beauty. To be born again free. How lovely they are – these butterflies – creatures of beauty.