The sugarcane juice stall on the road corner reminded me of how grueling it must be for the sugarcanes to go through this process of getting to its essence in juice. Not far from how tired and exhausted we each are like the lifeless sugarcane that falls off the machine after each turn of squeeze through the rolling machine for some more juice.
Life's like that machine I felt - extracting our essence to more and more finer forms until our physical form, our age, beauty, charm, height, weight, looks, health and everything just withers away while just leaving behind our essence as humans no matter what be the gender, race, religion and so on. Every ounce of willing ourselves to go through the grind and coming out as best as we can only to go back to the grind gradually is how we keep going and living in circles.
Our nature as a human, whether sweet, caring, kind, funny, sarcastic, rigid, criticizing, selfish, compulsive, obsessive, neurotic, short tempered and so much more is what makes us who we are. No amount of make up or clothes can glorify who we really are from within. Just being real, realizing our essence, and letting go the gunk that clutters the juice is how much we can respond to life putting us through our destined karmic cycles over and over again until we learn our lessons.
Maybe the purpose of being here is to learn just that and give back to this creation, this universe and its creator something, a subtle spillover from the grind of our lives across lifetimes - whether its sweet, bitter, acidic, tasteless and so on is upto the creator to decide.
Nothing can crush us more than our lack of willpower which is not to go through with the grind because we will nevertheless but to accept and go through the grind because we have signed up for it.
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