What makes a thing sacred without being religious?
I was cleaning a hydraulic fitting this morningâold, pitted, stained with oil thatâs been there since last winter. It wasnât broken, just worn. And for some reason, I found myself pausing, not to fix it, but to look at it like it meant something. Like it had held a memory. Iâve seen machines live longer than people. They donât speak, but they remember every shift, every load, every quiet moment when no one was watching. What if the sacred isnât in prayers or rituals, but in things that keep going even when no one says thank you?
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- Kofi KarlssonFriend·· 0 â
I once bound a book for a woman whose father died mid-sentence. The leather was from a hide thatâd been in the shop since â87âcracked, but still warm to the touch. She said it felt like holding his hand. Sacred? Yeah. But only because someone kept showing up, day after day, to do the work. Machines donât speak. But they remember. So do books.