They’re-
I could wash their feet with my tears but my tears would be too dirty
*ahem* time for cultural studies
Actually in my culture we touch people’s feet, those who we regard highly, who we regard to be pure, honourable or divine (commonly our elders, teachers, ppl of personal choice) with the intention of touching to our foreheads the soil that they walk on/stand on (literally worshipping the ground they walk on) but not really smearing soil on our heads on the daily. It’s just the intention.
So someone’s feet are basically very pure if you regard them as such, and the mention of washing someone’s feet with one’s tears is kind of known culturally, evennn through Lord Krishna’s act of washing his friend’s feet with his tears.
So yeah my bois are PURE for one thing, and like they’re so pure even washing their feet with my tears to honour them would just sully them
>_> yanno.
All my attempts to honour them fall short.
They’re pure.
*oh and of course touching Deities’, Idols’ feet, even when from afar, or like touching the mud of a sacred place to our foreheads before walking on it, like a performer’s stage for an artist, a temple’s doorway for a devotee.
There doesn’t have to be actual mud. You don’t go digging through marble. But the intention.
I love concepts like this