The environment and room was cleaned so intensely that everything was washed out so much so that the colors left the room. All that was left was just shades of white, grayish, and black. It was sterile but dead. The room was germ free but it was also lifeless too. No vibrance. It smelled of bleach and vinegar. They said,
“Make it all sterile! No, matter the cost or sacrifice!”
No one could touch one another out of fear of the germs spreading. It was illegal to touch another human without gloves.
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Rowan Finley
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I can relate to this. We are unclean because we are not rich, not happy enough, too soft, talk too much about social justice, don’t seek revenge, too passive, love differently, seek to be friends, believe, suffer and are persecuted. Maybe being sterile is overrated - don’t you think?
Sometimes the price of "clean" is connection. A world too sanitized risks scrubbing out the soul too.
Yeah, I'd rather take my chances and risk dying from touch... + + + “And the Lord God caused a deep sleep to fall on Adam, and he slept; and He took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh in its place. Then the rib which the Lord God had taken from man He made into a woman, and He brought her to the man. And Adam said: “This is now bone of my bones And flesh of my flesh; She shall be called Woman, Because she was taken out of Man.”” Genesis 2:21-23 NKJV 😇
This is layered and deep.