Nebulochaotic

Epiphany

(n.) A moment of sudden revelation

There is a spider on the mirror.

I got up and looked at it

I hated what I saw

I didn't even want to look at it

But I stared

And I thought,

I could kill it if I wanted to

I could let it live if I wanted to

I could save it if I wanted to

I could let it roam free in my house if I wanted to

Would I be doing it a favor by killing it?

Would I be doing it a favor by letting it live?

It had trouble climbing onto the floor, but I just watched.

I was going to smash it with a weight, but stopped right before

Why am I being cruel?

What did it do to me?

All it did was trespass my property

But before it was my property

It belonged to the wild, which was its home

So I'm trespassing its property

So I had no reason to harm it

Was its' life more difficult than my own?

It doesn't have to deal with negativity

It doesn't have to deal with judgement

And self-consciousness

Is it capable of feeling these emotions and feeling?

It is always being judged

Spiders have a negative connotation to their name

And part of the judgement is from the way they look

I had no reason to hate the spider, but be more compassionate

What did it think while looking at itself in the mirror?

I could relate more to the spider than hate it

If I could easily change the path of the spider, then why is it more difficult to change my own?