Acceptance

Silent workers, the symphony of harmony.

I watched them as they worked in their little stall, silent and industrious; traversing the tiny space between them without intruding or obstructing. Like a well oiled and synchronised machine they worked in harmony. What a machine can be programmed in a couple of minutes to do, us humans take years to master. The acceptance of another being, is much harder than just writing the correct interface script. This difficulty, makes us less efficient but more superior, for to feel is something no machine can ever do, be it pain, sorrow, or joy.

"She's all I have. Pa's gone. Did she love him? Did he love her? Does it matter now? What is love? Is it fidelity? The act of staying together till death do us part? In the end, everything must end in death and forgiveness. If not, how do we live?"
~Suchen Christina Lim, The Lies that Build a Marriage