while waiting about 30 minutes in Burgtann for my train to carry me home there passed some other trains like freight trains & fast trains, which didn't stop at this small village station of course -
while I sat a bit bored & bit comfortable in the waiting booth just some seats with some kind of plexyglass windbreak around it to the back & the sides while one of these fast trains passed while passing, they always bring a lot of storm-like wind around them it's a wise idea from the railway company to support the waiting areas with supporting wind shields
So this fast train passed with endless waggons it's even hard to count them while they pass -hoosh, hoosh they go not that I usually count the waggons of a train but if you're bored what else should you do? -
& this passing train made such a big noise & storm around it that I even pressed myself back in my shelter place to avoid the strong wind caused by that train.
I watched a night moth (butterfly of the night) with big beige wings she just succeeded to get down to the ground while the locomotive & first waggon were a-coming apparently she succeeded to hook herself into the ground with her tiny claws on her feet her still upraised wings waved in shudders on every waggon that passed - & but she grasped & claimed to the ground resisting that strong storm coming along with that train -
it was a really long train & I lost count not that I counted but then I saw that moth losing grip & she just got hurled up, tumbled away by that artificial storm, almost a tornado to her. I saw her evily uncontrollably torn into that train draft, upward, sidewards & downwards well till just out of sight.
& the waggons that still passed, while the moth gave in, were about 2 or 3. - she rsisted about 20 or 30 waggons & just gave in in the last seconds -
Of course she didn't know how long that train would be for her it may was always eternity (relating the lifetime of a moth to our average lifetime when endless waggons passed her by maybe she gave up, because she couldn't believe anymore, that this storm would ever end..
I really felt with that moth (it's the identification problem I got)
It's hard to see if you feel or identify with someone in a film or real life, if he/she gives up just a moment before the final goal or success by watching those stories you want them to succeed & survive after a long & hard struggle not to fail in the lost moment..
well I hope my moth has survived after got in gripped by that e-train tornado
don't moths & butterflies live only for a few days or months (at least not longer than a season whatever that is)?
