“If the Earth were only a few feet in diameter, floating a few feet above a field somewhere, people would come from everywhere to marvel at it. People would walk around it, marveling at its big pools of water, its little pools, the water flowing between the pools. People would marvel at the bumps on it, the holes in it, they… would marvel at the very thin layer of gas surrounding it, the water suspended in the gas. The people would marvel at all the creatures walking around the surface of the ball, at the creatures in the water. The people would declare it precious because it was the only one, they would protect it so that it would not be hurt. The ball would be the greatest wonder known, people would come to behold it, to be healed, to gain knowledge,to know beauty , to wonder how it could be. People would love it, defend it with their lives, because they would somehow know that their lives, their own roundness, could be nothing without it. If the Earth were only a few feet in diameter.” —Author unknown. (via infinity-imagined)
No matter how many times I tell myself it’s good to spend some time alone, it never gets any less lonely.
Tragic for tragedy’s sake.