User talk:DrMorelos

When I think about a particular song lyric: "And my divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly," in a song called All there Is by Bad Religion, I think about the philosophies:

first, of the entire song; and second, of the particular line...

Between the colors of most butterflies you'll find black; in fact, such a violent black that it is almost mirror-polished and yet it is so black it absorbs light in every single wavelength. But, and beautifully, that's not "all there is" to it:

There exists a genus of butterfly that any zoologist (such as

term for a state of complete puzzlement about an issue.

There is some level of genius that I know I will never touch; this discussion simply shares my appreciation of just that amount of genius.