All my experiences with flies have heretofore involved being annoyed or disgusted by them, but the evening before last, I was outside and I witnessed a thirsty housefly land at the edge of a splash of water I had made while watering my plants.

It walked forward and began to drink. I couldn't see its drinking directly, but i could see the surface of the water quivering as the fly slaked its thirst at the end of a hot day.

I dunno, flies are still gross and annoying, but I'm thinking about them differently now.

@MLE_online I have a thought about flies.

We tend to think of insects as something barely above simple automata. Their brains are so simple, they can't possibly have complex inner lives or experiences.

But what if we flip that around? Imagine a brain so simple, any positive feedback becomes all-encompassing, an overwhelming and undiluted joy that reverberates through their entire nervous system.

Maybe the humble housefly is capable of an ecstasy we can't even begin to imagine.