Everyone has seen sunset. It's majestic and beautiful. The vibrant colours and the rapid colour change gives us the feeling of nature as a confused artist, suffering from the same conundrum that all artists face; that of never being satisfied with their masterpiece. And so nature changes and makes iterations. From the shades of orange to the shades of pink before it rests for the day, hoping to get it right the next sunset.
On the full moon, the moon is exact opposite of the sun. Just as the sun sets, the diminutive moon rises. As the light of the sun fades, and as the pink slowly turns to black, the moon turns red, maybe crying for the sun as the Earth comes in between them.
None of us probably have seen a simultaneous sunset and 'moonrise' but when you're marooned on an island roughly a hundred square feet in area with just one solitary coconut tree for shelter, company and every relation we humans have, surrounded by the endless blanket of water, nature shows us much more than we normally see.
On the full moon, the moon is exact opposite of the sun. Just as the sun sets, the diminutive moon rises. As the light of the sun fades, and as the pink slowly turns to black, the moon turns red, maybe crying for the sun as the Earth comes in between them.
None of us probably have seen a simultaneous sunset and 'moonrise' but when you're marooned on an island roughly a hundred square feet in area with just one solitary coconut tree for shelter, company and every relation we humans have, surrounded by the endless blanket of water, nature shows us much more than we normally see.
As he sat there below the coconut tree, his only companion in the whole wide world, he pondered whether human companionship was overrated. After all, we are surrounded by nature on all sides. On a purely logical level, we are all made by the same fabric. On a fundamental level, we are all made of atoms, molecules and consciousness. It's probably our senses which mess it all up. A blind person will hear much more. For him, the wind and the trees, the singing of the birds, the rustling of the leaves, the crash of the waves register much more. He feels much more a part of nature. Remove hearing from the equation and the main sense becomes the feel. Same as most of the living organisms. With no sight and sound, everything is nature. You are not a separate entity of the universe, you are not standing on the ground, you are the ground. You can feel the vibrancy and the life of a tree when you feel it. You can feel the sunshine on your skin, the warmth instead of just saving yourself from being blinded.
Maybe mankind's greatest gain was also it's greatest loss. When we got these senses which apparently make us much more superior than any specie on Earth, we also lost the chance to be a part of the Universe.
The moon was rising slowly, changing it's red hue. He was reminded of the old times, when a red moon signaled an apocalypse. It was human condition to fear the extra ordinary. And it was also human condition to squash anything that scared us. Countless geniuses had died that way. But it was baffling to him how something so beautiful could be thought to be a signal of the world ending.
In all their smartness, humans had probably forgotten what the other side had in store. The side which wasn't like theirs. The side that humans could only think of when they were marooned on islands and surrounded by nature.
He was drifting......
Maybe mankind's greatest gain was also it's greatest loss. When we got these senses which apparently make us much more superior than any specie on Earth, we also lost the chance to be a part of the Universe.
The moon was rising slowly, changing it's red hue. He was reminded of the old times, when a red moon signaled an apocalypse. It was human condition to fear the extra ordinary. And it was also human condition to squash anything that scared us. Countless geniuses had died that way. But it was baffling to him how something so beautiful could be thought to be a signal of the world ending.
In all their smartness, humans had probably forgotten what the other side had in store. The side which wasn't like theirs. The side that humans could only think of when they were marooned on islands and surrounded by nature.
He was drifting......
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