Purity

I was standing on rooftop of a very tall building. The roof was spotted with puddles of water sitting perfectly still. I could see the moon up close as currents of wind surrounded me. I could feel the same current moving the distant patches of clouds toward even further sky, and felt the whole world bristle and swirl in utter silence.

What is purity? Purity in life is very likely to be an aesthetic experience, come into being because there is filth in this world. So by definition, purity is not about being pure, but bout being without filth, without taint.

It leads me into an interesting train of thought, since the very structure of the definition of purity seem to place emphasis on the relationship between the concept of filth and the world, while the concept of purity remains somehow out of reach. It's like a door in the fairytales that one can only see through a reflection in a mirror.

Being able to discern between purity and filth, no matter how pretentious, is the first mark of a worthwhile life. In the end, worthwhile life is the one spent in pursuit of depth, for the world is a sea of mediocrity.