my officemates and i were walking along the hallway when one of them pointed to a butterfly outside the window. i was trying to locate the butterfly, and what first caught my eye was a cat, and then a snake plant on which was perched, the butterfly.
what happened next made me shriek. the cat caught the butterfly with its mouth! yikes! i couldn't bear the sight!
i mumbled to my officemates i didn't know cats ate butterflies.
they chorused, "sure they do!"
ugh! suddenly i felt like an ignoramus not knowing at this age that butterflies were in a cat's food chain : }
when we reached the lobby, the cat was outside, butterfly in mouth. i had to look away. and then there were shrieks. i turned and saw the butterly escape from the cat's grip. wow! i was so happy!
i told my officemate, see, if it's not your time to die, you won't die.
i've always believed that death is predetermined. you can be at the safest place but if it's your time to go, you will go. if your time's not yet up, you can be at the clutches of death and yet escape alive.
i believe, moreover, that unlike death, health is not guaranteed. to me this explains why, under the worst of circumstances, others, when in luck, manage to remain unscathed or, out of luck, come out a vegetable.
not exactly the most pleasant of topics... end of post...
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