A moth in the middle of night wants to get squashed. It has been flying in my room since seven in the evening. I wonder what it must be thinking: does it think that I’m a God and getting killed by me will bring it salvation or it believes in bad Karma that it had killed me in past life, so I should kill it in this life or simply it wants to dies so that can it go from this life, probably tired, to next life: hope does wonder to a life.
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