What makes a chair?
the four legs...
Even from the start we have support...
the ground to hold us upright...
the soil which holds the roots that wriggle through its skin...
Yet we love the sky, the agility of being uprooted...
hanging in mid-air...
So, what if one day there is no gravity...
do we still like being up-floated for the rest of our lives?
The feeling is great, but how long do you think we would derive joy from it?
Joy for such a long time turns to the yearning of being back in place...
being back in the soil...
being on ground where the walking distance measure...
back to origin...
the familiar...
safety...
home...
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