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Why not bring them back to life? ;)
or maybe what is meant to be is meant to be, as long as it not be by your hands, nor your will? |
Fine. I'll forget the bug CPR idea. But seriously, I truly can't stand to watch something suffer, or seem to suffer. I can't watch an insect floating in water, vainly struggling to get out before it drowns. This is not a case of Doe Trying to Be A Nice, Sensitive, Tree-Hugger type; it just makes me feel sick and frantic inside to think of that fear (or whatever is at work making the creature struggle). I have to close my eyes when I take my walks down by the river, because people sometimes catch fish and leave them there to suffocate on the ground. I just can't watch something die, and I can't kill anything (not "won't"--I just can't).
I just came back from a field trip with my son's 4th grade class to a Buddhist temple, and decided that I must be Buddhist by nature. It all sounds just so "right" to me. If I were going to "choose" a religion (although I wouldn't really call Buddhism a religion so much as a way of life, if I understand it correctly), that would probably be the one. But I'm not going to!
Sorry--didn't mean to change the subject!
Doe