A parable (needless drama)

[faeryshadows]

A balloon losing its' helium, seeming to float by will alone, keeps touching down on the tines of a vast conveyor belt. Somehow it has wandered into a factory, and it is only a matter of time before it has been snagged, pulled into the machinery, and reduced to its' base components; perhaps to be reused for a more productive purpose, or perhaps just so much chum, caught in the gears.

Fear not; the Tao encompasses all- truth to oneself is all that is required to maintain harmony with the larger universe.