adropofhumanity
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a small token of kindness (14th August 2021) tragic like the moist earth stuck between ruthless beings, there is something unusual about the sun and the moon; unburnt and unseen. the star touches the surface of the earth with its fingertips disguised as rays; glorifying its passionate brown and marking it with the names of the powerful. there is no shift, no probable change in its hour of rising. it stays. when the moon aligns itself to the eyes of sight, there is little role played by its view and rather by its beauty; it seeps into the veins and travels within them. and in the face of the bewitched, there is an old friend's shadow, the fragrance of the moon in its breath. there was no shift, nothing happened. it stayed. were they stationary or up and about? the world spins on a thin axis. it must keep up its action. and it revolves around the sun, lest there should come upon it harm. moving, running, walking got inculcated in the lungs of a human long before the birth of other rules. but was stillness ever elaborated upon? observe the planet, its treausres and the mountains. the sun and the moon, the trees and the stars. there is somewhat an ache too of a thousand moments lost in the fibres of movements. there is a deathly stillness. a form of indescribable loss. adopt their techniques; of being still like the still seas and surviving like its waves. to live, one must be a lunatic dreamer; search in the deep and die from the thirst. there is never a movement of calm; always full of chaos that is fatal. too many of these repel life's purpose, for you get killed with the disturbances. choose stillness; the way to believe in life without touching it. #adropofhumanity