Maggots

 

I have a rare fondness for Maggots.

Don't get me wrong - I wouldn't want to keep them as pets;

and I'd prefer not to see them.

But, the life of a maggot, has got to be one of the most ingenious creations.

To be able to get dropped off just about  any place foul - and rapidly thrive there. 

You are never any better - or any worse than your neighbor; and hate is spread evenly.

No ties to anyone or anything, you gorge yourself on treasures.  Treasures of which a higher life form has deemed as garbage and disregarded as trash - which will sustain you long enough to allow you to transform into something rather ugly; Yet, significantly more beautiful than what you began as.

Given new body parts, with mesh covered eyes and delicate wings - strong enough to transport your entire body to the destination of your choosing........Gorging on new treasures, and continously pissing people off.

Being such an annoyance that even the most docile person, wants nothing more than to be responsible for your death.

Your ingenuity allows you to escape the homocidal intentions of beasts, overwhelmingly larger than you, on a regular basis -

And within days.....you simply lay down and die - with no regrets.

 

LabRat