one day, a mayfly said this to a moth drawn to flame. "you know that flame is a trap set by humans. it's not like you only live for a days as I do. why would you want to throw yourself at the flame knowing that you'll die?". the moth said, "the flame is too beautiful not to throw myself at. there's no beauty without pain."

would this road lead me to a fire pit? I'm a little scared, but I'll go down this road.