On having stones piled on you

I see the strangest thing today.

At the shopping mall, I watch a crowd of people place stone after stone on a woman’s body, crushing her.

The woman is alive and struggling, though no one seems concerned. I run towards them.

‘What are you doing?’ I ask.

‘Nothing,’ they reply. ‘Just a normal day.’

‘Just a normal day?! But what about the stones?’

‘What stones?’ they exclaim with genuine surprise before continuing with their work.

We are equally blind as we load others with our agendas; with what we want from them.

And each desired outcome laid on them is a heavy stone on their soul.

If we are to practice one thing today, it could be stone-removal, as we allow people to get up and go free.

There’s still time to save the woman in the shopping mall.

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