I don't remember if I have written a post about this. I am always surprised by people who love to sit in air-conditioned rooms with locally circulating stale air but close the windows when fresh, natural air gushes in happily. Why do they go and play in artificial water parks which re-circulate water and in which hundreds of other people bathe (in addition to releasing their own bodily fluids) when they curse pure rain water pouring from heavens and run towards shelter. They look at me incredulously when I walk in rain and one woman even took her child who was staring at me inside so that my influence would not make her child want to get wet in rain. I don't understand why people hate nature so much but love the artificiality created by them. They then beaming say that they love nature because they went to a man-made resort in the middle of forest for the weekend. Why do they forget that resorts are made after killing so many trees and destroying the surrounding ecosystem so that 'city'zens can come and enjoy nature?
“ What is the feeling when you're driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? It's the too huge world vaulting us, and it's goodbye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” -- Jack Kerouac (American Poet and Novelist) From what I have seen and admired in humans, they are eternal optimists. Goodbyes seem to break us, but we straighten up and walk, holding our head high, blinking away our tears. And as regards the specks of people dispersing, when something moves away, something else comes near. Guess that's how laws of nature move. If a time comes when nothing else comes near, it's when we will become really alone; alone to live and love life without any reason, taking the next step forward.
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