This is my own experience. It consists of many events and happenings, both outside and inside part of me. As many experienced, all begin when a problem came into my life. Then the problem extended so fast that I couldn’t think the resolution well. In sudden, I was stuck at a corner of the war field. I wanted to do something but I couldn’t. It felt like a load pressing me down and down. Nobody was beside me. No stuffs I could take to keep me up at a standstill. Then I was just soundless and still on my weakening knees.
Who can listen to my words, even just hear my voice? Who will do something, bothering themselves, just to make somebody else better? It’s much more possible feeling sorry than doing something real. I realize that where I live is an indifferent universe. I should do something as the last chance. It is not to change the world anymore. I should transform myself and keep it in the state of superposition. What I wanted had vanished while I was waken up from my dreams. However, I’m convinced that the inner transformation process will much influence the world change, especially the change related to my life. I think I should dare to say, “I have no dream but I’m the dream itself.”
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