“Later he became conscious of his damaged wings..learned to think and could not fly anymore..he could only remember when it had been effortless” Beautiful quote by Hemingway to describe his close friend of the lost generation, the creator of the Jazz Age
, his Fitzgerald
and to describe all the situations in which we are rarely awarded with the natural beauty of flow, but penalized by flaw.. flaw or any occurrence in the chain of events that actually had the mission to bring you to where you are, the perfect stage of “now”, if you’re lucky- to that magical flow, that perfect pattern. sometimes the same flaw that creates it and makes you lose it right away. sometimes there is a very thin line for transition in between, like a tide, as little as the small letter change between flow and the flaw.
Hemingway’s words on the butterfly wings and all , just recalled the butterfly effect , the sensitive dependency on initial conditions. “A very small change in initial conditions creates a significantly different outcome.” who knows, what it was for.
Also, for the curious minds!:) If you are triggered as a curious like me to wonder how the natural pattern on a butterfly’s wing is made, here is a New York Times article on How Nature Makes a Butterfly’s Wing!
“After position and wing shape comes the imposition of pattern.. Though each segment may bear a different pattern, all can be considered variants of the same basic theme…” from the article in New York Times, by Nicholas Wade