"one moment" you are noticing the semi annoying flutter that passes your face every half hour while on the couch
"the next moment" your inspecting the small buildup of dust, weaved intricately into a cocoon that puts your needlework into the category of grotesque forms
apon "a further moment" you acknowledge the existence of at least 30 odd little cocoons in cracks around the room, you contimplate them as a pest for the first time, from previously just being an interesting intrusion
a "desperation moment" forms, as you consider that you don't know the progression or eradication of this little intrusion, that could becoming a rather large annoyance and thus proceed to scour the net for information
in a "frustration moment" no less, you discover that there are 60 odd types of moths in australia and god damn most of them are pretty damn amazingly coloured and beautiful
the "questioning moment" then begins again, about your knowledge on moths and the lack of it before this point and you finally discover a webpage stating yours is a common house moth
and with the "solution moment" you find in your cupboard, as promised on the webpage, a bag of dried spices, which altho you'd zip locked still contained little moth bugs / eggs
in the further "retrospective moment", you realise this is quite a long moment between all these progressive steps and that limited knowledge, does mean it takes time between sight and solution
that was my past moment :)
2 comments:
i have my own moth question... i kinda stole it from Bill Hicks... but here goes...
"What did moths bump in to before the electric light bulb was invented?"
and in those days... was there a whole bunch of moths all flying towards the sun saying...
"This has been one hell of a trip... It better be worth it!"
ha thats funny, sort of a dad joke :) if i hadn't been stoned while writing the moth saga maybe i wouldn't need to edit so much now :)
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