The Japanese Rhinoceros Beetles

Watching someone take something out of its natural habitat, for their own pleasures, and not said anything about it, this can only bring regrets!!!  Translated…

Turns out, this is a pebble path in the countryside, the motorcycle that sped by here would rouse up the dust storms.  Later, the man in charge of the borough had paved the bricks onto the path, planted trees on the side, and raised the Japanese rhinoceros beetle there, so, every year around the Dragon Boat festivals, it’d become, a carnival for the Japanese rhinoceros beetles, they’d made multiple canals on the tree trunks, like a troop, marching out.  Year after year, the tree generously allowed them to use the platforms, and, the tattoos on the trees became, more colorful, like the scars and wounds of soldiers in war, showed them off to the people who pass by.

which is better???  This…not my photo…

I’d loved that armor-like dark brown, that shone brightly under the sun, mysterious, and illuminous at the same time, high above everything else, very mighty, but, it’d, enticed people, to get closer.  Following the route of the canal, the trees and the branches and the leaves, the twinkles of the sparkling light, leapt from corner to corner, the height of the party always started at some random corner.  A pair here, another pair, there, the world for the two insects, quite, and loud at the same time, simple and extravagant.

Sometimes, the two-dimension became three, they’d taken flight, the seemingly armored soldiers, became, light like feathers, turned themselves into heavily-armed helicopters.  One, two, three, seemed to have, lifted up the entire tree that’s their, habitat too, lifted my thoughts above ground, left behind, that hard to overcome gravity.

Suddenly, a group came, some children, led, by three, to four adults, smiling.  This is, a beautiful morn, the innocence of children added more of that flair.  And still, I saw it, my risen lips froze in the air: that young father had a plastic bag, with a Japanese rhinoceros beetle inside.

or this???  Not my photo…

I watched the hand, I should go and say something, but, being timid in nature, no word came out.  Inside that shake bag, was that look of pity, begging me, to help, and yet, for the time being, I’d thought, that they were, a group, only here, to observe the insects, and they will eventually, set it free, to rationalize my own timidness, and seeing how that group had, gone off quickly again, then, I’d, hated myself, for not speaking; perhaps, there would be someone up ahead, who’d, reminded them of it?  Then, I’d, consoled myself: they were bigger men, and there’s, only I, if they don’t reason, and we’d gotten into conflicts, I’d not even saved the bugs, I’d, gotten beaten up, that would be, worse, wouldn’t it………

Close to noon, the sun in the Jianan Plains was already, unreasonable, I kept standing still at the place, and, as I turned my attention back to the rhinoceros beetles, where, did their carnival go?

This just shows, how humans, for the sakes of their own selfish reasons, destroyed the lives, the right to live, of many smaller critters in the world, because we’re larger (in size), more intelligent (or so we thought…) we think we can, do whatever we want, take whatever the HECK it is we want in this world for our selves, without realizing, that EVERYTHING else that’s living here HAS an equal right to be here, just as we do, but we are from the higher-order of living organisms (are we now???), we believe that we have the right, to TAKE as we want to, just like this father had, demonstrated this BAD behavior to his own young!