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Far in the Northern lands,in the valley,embraced with mountains which hid various dangers and were said to hold mysterious creatures,lay the old castle.Peace was not long since established  within the castle walls,every citizen looked relieved,almost happy,occupied with their daily tasks,since there was much to do,to restore the damage the war brought onto their home.

In the farthest part of the castle,almost ruined,but still in one piece,a gray tower rose towards the sky.In it lived an old man,alone,isolated from all others,a wizard for whom it was told that knew the ways of seeing the future,but is blinded by that gift,and driven to insanity.The impact his staff made with the tower floor echoed across the room,as he walked from one end of it,to another,clearly bothered,his face showing worry.He knew something wasn’t right,furthermore he felt it with his whole being,deep down in his bones,and the thought of something terrifying happening to castle again,gave him no rest.He had a strange ritual of arguing with himself every time he was in a certain dilemma,and now he was doing just that.”I know this feeling,I’ve had it before,nothing good can come of it,nothing good.I have to do something,they don’t have a clue what’s happening.” He took off the hood,and with a slow move of his shaky hand moved his long,gray hair from his face.Then he looked towards the center of the room.There stood a wooden round table,and beside it,a chair made out of same type of wood.Black silk fabric,with a bunch of tiny,shining stars on it,was covering the items on the table,and the dust on it indicated that the items underneath were not used for a very long time.At the site of it he shook his had away,continuing the argue.”No,no,no,I’m far too old for something like that,and even if I did it,I wouldn’t be able to do anything,and who will listen to the senile old man like myself.”He continued his walk around the room,and as he passed beside the table,his staff caught up in the silky fabric,stripping it of the table,and revealing what was underneath.There stood a ball,perfectly round,transparent,but it had some kind of a misty matter inside,which could paint the ball in any color.At the moment it was gray,but as he stared at it,it slowly started turning darker,filling the inside of the ball,until it was completely black.His eyes opened wide,he felt it was bad,but now,he knew it was even worse that he thought.He sat in the wooden chair,laid his staff beside him,and decided that he is going to use his gift,one last time.He couldn’t look away from the ball,his curiosity prevailed over his sanity,and he reached out,touching it gently with his fingertips.A wave of shock rushed through his body,and the wind surrounded him,making a terrifying sound as it twisted his hair and his robes.He had his eyes closed for a bit,as he concentrated,in order to see the vision as clearly as possible.Then,he opened them suddenly.His eyes and sweat on his face gave away an enormous amount of fear,as he had seen it all.Raging beast high up in the sky,those bloodthirsty eyes,flames,desperate cries of his fellow citizens.It took him a while to come together,but as soon as he did,he rushed through the door,swiftly descending down the round stairs of the tower and yelling:”Beast,flame,despair,death.”

Bunch of people were gathered near the walls,repairing the damage,because soon,winter will come,bringing snowstorms,and although they were all busy,his yelling caught their attention.He saw that many had gathered,and decided that he was to tell them what he saw as quickly as possible.”I have seen it all,I just had a vision.A raging flying beast will rise up in the sky bringing flames of despair,wreaking his anger upon us,bringing chaos,even death to our people.His lair is high up in the mountain,you have to go there and kill it,before it dooms us all.”Silence.They all looked at him,but no one spoke,until the head construction worker heard what the wizard said.”You are crazy;living isolated in that ruin made you insane,you can’t even tell what’s real and what’s not.Raging beasts,yeah right.Dragons have been extinct for centuries,you miserable old fool.Quit scaring this people with your insanity,just go to that hole you crawled out of.”

It were not words that hurt him,but disbelief,ignorance,and most of all,the lack of respect he felt they should have for him,for he is the one that saved them during the great war many years ago.It would seem that everyone has forgotten who he is,and his isolation made him less trustworthy.There was only one person he hoped would listen to him now.He turned away,heading for the main chambers,in which lived the king.There,he found the king,told him everything he saw,to the smallest detail,the way he heard the dragon’s wings clapping,the way he felt heath in his vision,but his hope was soon lost.”I believe that you saw it,my old friend,but look at it from my perspective,there is too much work to be done,and not too many men,I can’t spare time,supplies,swords and men for that quest,we have to restore our power and fast,and as you once said it yourself,that visions are not always true.” His eyes watered,as he knew that there was no one else to turn to,and his voice quavered as he said:”I will then go on my own,there is just about enough strength left within me for this one last journey,do not try to stop me,for I am not insane,and I will not let disbelief and ignorance be the end of this people”

“Maybe you have lost your mind,as people claim,and if you wan’t too lose your life too,I will not stand in your way”

-Wind howled stronger and stronger,as wizard struggled to climb the mountain.There was no sign of anything living on the mountain for two days,but as he continued his way,he felt like he heard  a relaxing flute melody somewhere in the distance.It encouraged his curiosity,and he moved towards the direction it was coming from.He heard something like singing,and as he mowed towards it,it became louder.It came from a small cave,and as he reached the entrance,from the fire that burned inside,he could see the shadow of a man on the wall.The wizard approached the cave slowly,and stood in the doorway,he didn’t want to get any closer,fearing he might interrupt the man’s song.The man stopped,and turned to the wizard,smiling at his site.”Come,join me,I see you traveled a long way,sit next to the fire,have something to eat,regain your strength.What journey brings you here,my friend?”He leaned his staff next to the closest wall,and took of his hood.Smile vanished from the bard’s face,as he saw the look on the wizards face.It gave away enormous sorrow.He shivered,and barely made it into a sitting position across the bard.He barely found the strength to answer the question bard asked a few minutes before:”Ignorance,fear,disbelief and love brought me to this place.”Bard was used to wizards and knew about their puzzled way of saying things,but this seamed awkward to him,he wanted to know how those 4 can come together,and lead a man to a place where you couldn’t force others to come.He reached out for the wizard,handing him a loaf of bread.”Regain your strength old one,and tell me more about your journey,I wanna know everything,maybe I can even make a song out of it.”They sat like that in silence for quite some time,until the wizard spoke again.”I had a vision about my people being killed by the beast that lives on this mountain,but as I tried to warn them,they would not listen to the senile old fool,blackened by magic,as they called me.No sword,no magic,not any kind of violence can hurt me,as much as this breaks my old heart.Don’t get me wrong,it’s not disbelief,insults,and lack of respect I feel they should have for me,but the lives of so many young ones,so many innocent will be lost,if i fail this task,that is what breaks my heart.”He never needed fame,fortune,respect,glory,although he deserved it,he knew  those things don’t mean anything,they are all temporary,and time will make them fade away,yet still he grieved for one thing.He wanted to be remembered,not as a senile old fool,misled by dark magic,but as wise,good man,savior,for he had done nothing but the best for his people.If he could defeat the beast now,a small sign of gratitude,a simple smile and a thank you from at least one of the citizens would mean the world to him,and give his life meaning,for even that single man,or a child would know who he really was,and what he really did for him,and he would know that all of his efforts were not in vain.  ”I’ve heard so many stories like yours,so many good people like yourself being treated like the worst scum of mankind,and I can’t figure out why this happens so often to people that are good…”

“Well,what do you think my friend,why is that?”

“Faith can be cruel sometimes,but you shouldn’t lose hope,that’s for sure.”

“Faith?What is faith,tell me?It’s nothing more but an imaginary thing,people tend to blame where there is no obvious reason why something happened.Look at it this way,can one man’s faith exist without that man?I’m sure it can’t.Then if you choose to end your life,would it be faith too?No.That’s just an action you choose to do,no higher power has anything to do with it.Faith is not so complicated,it is nothing more then what ordinary people call opportunity,just a matter of whether you seize it,when it is given to you.The idea of faith,destiny or whatever you wish to call it,is that a man has a path which he is bound to go by,no matter what he does in his life,whether he want’s to go along it or not.We fight for freedom all our lives,but tell me,can one truly be free to do as he pleases if there is already a road he must take?That just seems so sad to me,and is so much easier to not believe in it.”

“Well,when you put it that way…”

“There is no other way to put it,it is not faith that brought me here;people did,I’m sure.Although whole my life has been dedicated to magic and mysterious things,and although I know much about it,people are still the biggest mystery to me.”

“Perhaps I can be of help with that.I’ve traveled the lands you don’t even know exist,seen all kinds of people.It is envy that brought you here my friend,envy is in the blood of all men.They refuse to accept you for who you are,because they lack what you have,and therefore they rejected you.Narrow are the minds of us man,we refuse to give our minds the ability to work at their full power.Maybe it’s the fear that we would become different,realize more things,the fear of changing,for people are used to living like this,the world without pain,cries and misery would not last for long,for that is not the world we are used to live in.Maybe it’s the lack of time we are given in this world,for if we could live 200,300 years,we would all realize so much more.Maybe it’s that there is not much love left in this world torn apart by wars.Seldom are those who found true love,and enjoyed it’s full benefits.Many focus on mere survival,my friend,and do what they must to maintain those petty things that they have earned in this life,and just can’t focus on other things.When we learn to brake free of all the fears that keep us bound to the ground,we will gain wings,to fly above all we know,and see the world from the different perspective,see the image of what world could look like if we would just let it.Once we learn to open our eyes,not fearing what we will see,then will the world be as you and I would like it to be.”

“True,my friend,true.Although as much as it breaks my heart,I know that it’s not all their fault,and deep down in my heart,I still love my people,that’s why I must do this,for I have failed to change the world,and I’m glad to give the opportunity for someone who is yet to discover the world,for you can never know which one of us has within him what it takes to make this world a better place.I must go now,I have regained enough strength to face the beast,and I fear that I would be late if I don’t go now”

The bard set there,as the wizard was leaving the cave.He opened his mouth,but before he said anything,he realized that “good luck” would just make wizard more upset,because this had nothing to do with luck.Therefore,he didn’t say anything,just moved his fingers slowly across his instrument,in that way saying his goodbye.Wizard slightly raised his staff as an answer,and that was the last of their meeting.

As wizard went along the path,he thought so much about the bard’s words,and imagined what the world would look like if he and the bard had the power to change it.He felt happy for that time,he wondered into that imaginary world,so much that he didn’t even notice anything around him,until a wave of fire surged in front of him,barely missing his face.His heart started beating insanely.This was the moment he’s been waiting,and he knew exactly what he had to do,despite the horrible sounds that came from the huge cave,and the fire that surged out of the cave entrance every now and then,he knew that he must not show fear.As soon as he entered the dragon spotted him,and fired another wave at him.He fell to the ground,barely dodging it.As he was struggling to get up,his eyes caught a sight of a stalactite hanging above the dragon’s head.A sign of hope appeared on the old man’s face,as he knew that this was his chance.Dragon roared,clearly mad from missing the first shot.This time a huge fireball went towards the wizards face.He didn’t focus on getting up,or running away.Instead he raised his hand,bending his fingers into some kind of a claw shape,closed his eyes,and forced all of his energy into it.He just knelt there,still holding that hand up in the air,griping the snowy surface of the cave with another,quickly breathing.His heart was pounding like never before.Then he realized he is still alive.He listened.Nothing;just the sound of the wind.That must have meant only one thing.He tried breathing normally as he struggled to open his eyes again.Relief surged all over his body,at the site his as were looking at.What was once a vicious beast,now laid in the snow,covered with his own blood,head pierced by the stalactite that fell of,as fireball hit it.He did it,he reflected it,he saved them all.He knew that that was the last of him,he barely had the strength to come back to the village and tell them of his great victory.

When he reached the castle,and came through the front gate,he felt a little disappointed,but at the same time laughed at himself.”Did I really expect for them to be different,they don’t even know what happened,so foolish of me”.He looked like a poor man,insane,his head all over the place,face dirty,and his robes torn apart.People started looking at him,as they were drawn by this site.”You are looking at your savior,my dear people,I have killed the beast,and therefor freed you all.”The look on their faces changed,but not as he hoped.Some of them shook their head in disbelief,while others were laughing at him.A stone flew near his head,and he found himself shocked.The head construction worker was clearly mad at him for some reason,as he started throwing more and more rocks towards him.He really had no more strength to move away,and one of them hit him.He knelt,holding his stomach,clearly in pain.The construction worker started yelling:”Fool,don’t you get it.We are sick and tired of your false stories and fairy tales,stop messing around with this people.Your black magic did nothing to help rebuild the city,you are just wasting our time,you might as well go somewhere and die,you’ll be of use that way.”The mob agreed,and a few more showed their anger at the wizard,throwing more and more rocks.He fell down,massively bleeding from his head.A tear slipped away from the corner of his eye,and froze before it reached his cheek.He could never imagine that this would be the last image his eyes would see before they close forever.His face buried in the sand,and he closed them.

A few moments later,he opened them again,only to find himself in the room of his tower,sitting in the wooden chair beside the table,still holding his hands on the ball.He was breathing heavily,tears flowing down his cheeks.Then he realized,ALL THAT was a vision,but he had no will or strength to do anything about it.He just leaned back in his chair,awaiting the tragic destiny of his people,and himself.

There,by the endless sea,in the company of the foamy waves and the sun,that wasn’t still quite up,peaceful in the silence that was sometimes interrupted by the sound of gulls,he set.He enjoyed watching the sun giving the sky some kind of weird tint of orange-purple color,he let his thoughts lead him to various places.Places he was never before,places no one knows,places nature gifted with the most beautiful creations of its collection,unstained by the human presence,greed and the fact that people forget how much nature means for them.Deserted places,yet so alive.He admired them,as he was flying over the islands various shapes and colors.

With the touch of fiery part of the cigarette and his arm,he jumped back and came back to reality.Only than,he saw the true beauty of places he imagined a moment ago.He was there again,both mentally and physically,on the little balcony of the hotel he stayed in.There was barely enough space for a little table,and two small,wooden chairs.He was surprised by all the smells he sensed in that moment,almost as if he didn’t notice them till now,and he is here for quite a while.He already got used to the sea,but the scent of the sea and fish,mixed with the scents of all the flowers on the balcony,and the hot coffee on the table,gave some kind of new,unique aroma,weird,yet somehow pleasant.It wasn’t uncommon for him to sit like that for hours,trying to find a way out of the labyrinth of his thoughts,labyrinth in which he would find himself in,every time he was on his own,without a phone,TV,or anything that would remind him that he is surrounded by people.The only thing that gave him some kind of way out were the gulls.It’s not new for a man to fantasize about having wings and flying,but this was different.Whenever he would close his eyes,he would find himself there,with them,below the endless sky,following them,ripping the air with his wings,diving towards fishermen boats;then he would rise up again,far above and along with the rest,charged towards the sun.In that small amount of time,he actually felt like he knew where he belongs,further more,he would be one of them.As he was gliding in the air,he heard steps.He opened his eyes and left that happy,forever free bunch.Slowly,silently,he turned his head towards the place the steps were coming from.He blinked fast a couple of times,which indicated that he needs sleep,seriously.As he was returning his head to the previous position,with the corner of his eye,he saw the girl from the room across his,approaching him.He was surprised.Not by the fact that she is coming,because their conversations were very often,and they both liked the company of someone they can share their thoughts with,someone who will understand.He saw her bunch of times while he was here,but mostly in shiny dresses,hair brushed to the smallest details.This was the first time he saw here in regular clothes,hair that was all over the place,and sleepy look;that was the thing that surprised him,but he instantly noticed how he likes her more,how she feels closer in this variant.He already pointed his hand to the chair across his,although she didn’t get a chance to say anything.She smiled and set.Although in rather unusual variant for her,her smile was,of course,the same-always honest and wide,making her eyes huddle a bit and make,only for a moment that wrinkles around them,that he loved.He got together all of a sudden,now completely present and devoted to the happenings in the real world.It was just in time to notice her saying hello,so he managed to answer equally lively.Although he got used to the situation,and started enjoying it,this company made him feel good.But now,more then ever,something bothered him.So many thoughts flu through his head at once,but only one stayed.The words that she just said ended his thinking.”Enjoying your morning coffee,i see”,she said,simply to start a conversation,because that was the first thing that crossed her mind.”I hate it”,he said,not even thinking about it,but at the same moment,he saw a little vituperative and surprised look on her face.He soon added:”I have never liked it,I don’t even know how I got to try it,but that’s not important now,what’s important is that now I can’t wake up without it.”He thought that by giving an explanation,he will avoid her critics and speeches,but he was wrong.”Come on,that’s nonsense,you are always saying how you can’t go without smokes and coffee,what you just said is stupid.”

Although just two weeks ago they were complete strangers,they now knew so much about each other.He didn’t mind that she wasn’t right,on contrary,he knew she was,just,it would help him more if she agreed,because he said that more to convince himself,than it was really what he meant.He was annoyed by the fact that she knew him so well,and he hardly accepted it,’cause every time he said something he didn’t really mean,or something she doesn’t approve,her verbal attack would follow.He didn’t feel bad when she didn’t agree with him,it was the fact that she has never tried to figure out what was the cause of disagreement,while he always respected everything she said,and he always tried to convince himself that she’s got the point.

“You’ll soon be going,so I won’t keep you for long,I just came to say goodbye”.That gave him chills,and in that moment he felt that well known,old feeling that someone is trying with all the force to rip off a part of him,and he felt empty.He now knew how much he will miss her,and yet again he found himself in the same dilemma,whether to tell her how he feels,or to remain silent,hoping that the time will make him forget her,as he is leaving her soon.He catches her look,the look that clearly gave away some kind of anticipation;she waited for his response.He never had a problem saying what he really means and feels,he did it in all occasions,but this,this was something different,weird and new to him.He never trusted people,had some kind of pattern that he followed,making himself believe that it’s better to feel alone than to trust everyone,and in the end get let down.Now it was different,but not because of him,it was because of her.Because the fact that they are so similar,and that she understands him more than anyone ever could,because she appreciated and acknowledged his kindness,and because she was even better person than him,because her character and beauty,because he loves her.Several seconds that were to come lasted forever,as million thoughts mixed up in his mind with incredible speed.With all his being he wanted to tell her what he feels,to tell her about his plan of their life together,endless happiness,but he hesitated.He was holding himself down,because it all seemed a bit unreal to him,sloppy,he wasn’t sure how she would react to it.Same scene crossed his mind over and over and over again,a scene where she at first stands in doubt,and than thinks it’s all a joke,and starts laughing.He could not allow that,that would destroy him mentally,but again he analyzed all the things that they have gone through together in past 2 weeks,all the little things that she has done for him,realizing that no one treated him so good before.He had a gift of seeing people as they really are,he knew what they are thinking,but she was still a real mystery.He tried to convince himself that she also feels something for him,but is also afraid to say it,but,no good.Every time he thought of that,the thought that she is doing all that because she is just a good person,and acts like that in front of everyone,because she respects them,crossed his mind.He exhaled quietly,quiet enough for her not to notice,and again stared at her eyes.He couldn’t stand the fact that they will never see each other again,but yet again,it was completely absurd that with only two words he could get all that he ever wanted,because he was never that happy as he would be if she accepted his love.To be honest,he was scared of that a bit.Scared to maybe do something stupid,something that will make her,the only one that he ever loved,hate him or make her forget all the good things they have been or would be through.All of a sudden,he remembered another,very important factor he didn’t think of at all.Maybe she already has someone special,back home,far from here,someone she thinks of now,or maybe she feels the same way he does in this moment,just because of someone else.He never asked,she never said.All of that he managed to leave behind,and get over,but the thing that worried him the most was that for the first time he feels that someone else is more important to him than himself.Of course it mattered how she felt,but strange thing was that her happiness was more important to him than his own.What if she isn’t good enough for her,what if he couldn’t give her the things that someone else could,someone wealthier than him.He knew that money means nothing to her,as well as to him,but also he knew that his heart would brake if he could not take her out for a romantic dinner in a fancy restaurant,because every woman would like that occasionally,and even if she wouldn’t mind,he would.In that moment he realized that her happiness was the most important thing to him,and he wasn’t sure that with him she would be completely happy,’cause he never had a high opinion on himself.He knew that,if she loved him,at least the half as much as he loves her,nothing would be a problem to him,and he would be endlessly happy,but that also let him down.He never had much luck in life,and that kind of happiness was foreign to him,he was afraid to posses it,because if he lost it,he wasn’t sure he could continue to live.All those questions he didn’t really have answers to caused a strong headache he was feeling now.All that thinking ended with her sudden move.She swiftly rose from the chair,and gracefully leaned towards him.She whispered:”goodbye”.Then their cheeks touched.He hesitated.Thought about quickly moving his head and kissing her,but that looked to ugly to him,unreal and unfair,given the fact that it would be against her will.Again all those thoughts crossed his head,and as he tried to decide what to do now,it was late to do anything.She gave him a kiss in the cheek,barely even touching the corner of his lips,to clumsy and too fast for him to react.She turned and slowly left the balcony,then the room,turning at the door,and waving at him one last time.Feeling never showed on his face,because it was more or less the same in all situations,but this time one tear that managed to escape him gave him away.He sat there,not moving,in eternal dilemma,in the middle of war between his heart and his mind…

Another step,and I’m in.My view reaches every corner of the room,scanning it,along with everyone inside.I swiftly look at all the people,but nothing catches my attention,I don’t know this place,there is no logical answer to the question what am I doing here,and even more strange,I don’t even remember how I got here.And yet,something mystical,unfathomable pulls me inside,but not only because of that,but for the fact that I don’t know how I managed to get here,let alone how to get back,only thing logical is to make another step.I stood in a remote corner of the room,and as I was trying to figure out what all those people are doing,time was passing by.I looked at that crowd of unfamiliar people silently,as they talked to each other.From my point of view it seemed almost as if they were moving from one point,making a circle completely randomly,and as they reach the point they started from,they disappear.As i stared at that endless game they played,one of the faces looked familiar to me,but not just that,even dear,gladly seen,but in the next moment it perished again,and I got back to my thinking.As time flied,people started to disappear,and when the crowd wasn’t a crowd anymore,just a few people,I noticed the next room which had a giant TV.Movie has just started.I went in and made myself feel at home,ready to enjoy the rest of the night.Accidentally,as I looked at the door,again I saw that familiar face,only the difference now was that in the next moment it was still there.She stood there,only a few meters away.For a few moments there was silence,then she entered,said hello,and sat beside me.As I was watching the movie,everything seemed blurry,it was as if the colors started melding and overlapped each other,but despite that,I could hear and understand what was happening.After some time,sound of the movie turned in amazingly relaxing music,some genre that I have never heard before,but judging by the looks of it,it was a mix of classic and something even more beautiful.Without a word,she stood up and started dancing.As if something pulled me towards her,I got on my feet,and we started dancing,as if somehow we both new that it was the right thing to do,and none of this was strange to either of us.Soon after,we stopped.I caught myself staring at her eyes,the same way she did at mine.They were shining in some weird way,like something I have never seen before,and probably will never see again.At the same time they were giving away happiness,along with all other internal feelings.As if I could see through that eyes,all that together,but in a very clear,not confusing way.And all that somehow formed a certain shape,the one they call soul of a person.I glassed myself in her eyes,knowing that she sees the same things in mine.We were silent.It looked like we were both feeling the things that the other feels,we understood so much in that moment,shared thoughts,so silence was appropriate,feeling that any words would ruin this moment.In that moment i felt what it means to love and be loved-completely,honestly,unconditionally,without even a tiny bit of doubt in our minds.Knowing someone that good,accepting that someone and loving him that way,that is the best thing that can happen to a human being.It looked so perfect,saved in the silence in which we dwell.Our bodies were getting closer,and in the next moment my lips were on her neck.With her hair all over my shoulders,I wrapped my arms around her,Loved,both of us loving,in some new,unnatural,yet fantastic way.Then i felt love like it should be,honest,totally unconditional,simply perfect!

Shakespear has in a very nice,artistic way,shown the fetish caracter of money:”Gold?Pricey,shiny,glittering gold?Changes so much:black into white,ugly into pretty,old into young,cowardly into brave,mean into noble.”

-What are the characteristics of a good man in todays society?Good friend these days is the one who is as famous as you,or more,the one who knows as much people as possible,the one who will share their gossips with you,even talk behind your back when you’re not there,the one who always stabs you in the back.

-And then,the one who is always there for you,the one who helps you when its the hardest,the one who understands when you feel bad,and by all means tries to get you to smile,the same one who forgives when you make a mistake,that one is called a fool and is simply forgotten.That is of course,because the values systems have become totally different(although I’m not sure if earlier it was any better),people are now valued by the amount of money they have,how many others puts them in their mouth(on both good and bad way),how many so called friends they have,because even if someone is illiterate,stupid,if he has a bike/car and if is known by a large amount of people,he automatically becomes a cool guy,while at the same time the one who can’t offer you anything material,only real friendship,understanding,he often gets forgotten or cast aside like a reserve player…he is remembered though,but that usually happens when the ones who cast him aside are fooled by the same kind of people that they are,so they are forced to hang out with the reserve,the one who is less famous,less wealthy,almost not accepted.

-Not many appreciate you being good to them,because the better you are,the more they are using you,and later when you need something from them,they simply don’t have time for you,forget you,not even saying thank you for all you did…As long as you are there,and not looking to make it better only for yourself,but also for the others,they pretend to be your friends,put on false smiles,thinking it will always be like that.But that good man eventually gets bored of being forgotten by the one’s he helped,so because of that bad effect of society the number of good people is decreasing,because judging by the things now,it certainly doesn’t pay off to be a good man.Limiting yourself to a certain number of people who appreciate,respect and give you back the good things,that seems like the only solution in this wrong world.

-Today,we live in a free,democratic society,where everyone has the right to point out their opinion,ideas,give a suggestion,almost anything is allowed.At least in theory.Everyone is talking about how things in the country,even the world,aren’t going well,everyone puts blame on someone else,everyone is new born first class politician,they all have a plan how and what would they have done,and judging by their stories,all would be perfect,just if they had the power to change something.Two questions for which I don’t have answers constantly circle my mind as I think about this,or talk to somebody about this.First: Is there a country in the world in which no one is complaining about the current state of it,in which they can say that all is well and that they are having a good life.What’s fascinating is the human ability to find a flaw in everything,along with the fact that nothing is adequate,never the less perfect…

-Given the fact that I turned 18 this summer,as I was watching the news one day,interesting thing crossed my mind.I will be able to vote on the next elections.Again,another question appears,which most certainly doesn’t have a logical answer.How do we know who is telling the truth,and who isn’t,when the days of pre-election campaign come?!They spend enormous amount of money on them,money that will for sure have a better purpose somewhere where the financial investment is really needed.You can not be sure who is capable of completing what they said,how many false promises to give,when it isn’t even possible anymore to look into a man’s eyes and say what kind of person he is.That’s because the majority has mastered pretending to the maximum level.Simply,you can not see what’s in their heads,and what they are thinking about.

-People are also fond of submitting to other people’s opinions,due to the simple fact that either they are scared that their ideas might be categorized as dumb,idiotic,mocked at,or simply because they have no will to enter the discussion with someone who doesn’t share their opinions.I almost forgot,the majority is made stupid by television,since childhood,and would believe anything they hear or see on it,even everything that is written in the newspaper.Well done freedom of speech-that’s what it has done for us.

-Seldom are situations in life when you find yourself talking to someone,and he really says what he thinks(means) about you,if it isn’t an argue of course.Most of the people are confused when someone,while with them,acts ok,laughs,simply hangs out,and later behind their backs tells all kinds of stuff.Man is a funny creature,able to easily adopt,so we slowly begin to.

-I’ll get back to the topic,for a moment…Well,it doesn’t really matter what you have in your head,knowledge,ideas,or what anyone else has in their heads(at least not these days),as long as that someone doesn’t openly say,do what they intended,simply make their idea a reality.Who knows how many brilliant ideas were left to rot along with those who carried them to their graves,and what is the purpose of keeping something in your head,if you make non of it?!I’m not saying that you opinion doesn’t matter,but isn’t it bad when someone who has stronger arguments and bunch of facts still cant convince you that you’re wrong?

-Old saying says “acta,non verba” meaning that words are nothing,actions are important.Then,if actions are much better than words,how many times are actions better that keeping your ideas all to yourself?Ten,hundred,thousand times?!It’s what’s in your head that counts,but as long as you can menage and find a good purpose and make others understand and accept your ideas!

howisyourday:

You are not the only one feeling that way,I also feel that people don’t appreciate what I’m doing for them…But you must know that there are plenty of wonderful people,you just need to find them,and kick out the wrong one’s out of your life,even if it means being alone for some time…

Most interesting,but at the same time the hardest game,the game you dot get to choose if you want to play or not.The one that doesn’t have the restart button.

-You are randomly spawned at a place,everything is new,everyone takes care of you,while you don’t have the slightest idea where you are,nor what you are.At first everything is all right(or at least seems so),they learn you how to play that game in which all are participating together,but still in a way everyone plays for them selves.The goal is pretty much undefined,but,as I managed to understand,it comes down to one thing only-being happy.That’s what’s great in this game,everyone has their own understanding of the goal,and everyone is trying,in various ways,to achieve their own.The game is played in two ways,better to say,has two options:play by the rules or cheat.With cheating there is a high percentage of risk of being caught,but still the majority goes down that path,that’s just in human nature-if there is a faster and an easier way to the goal,we accept all the side-affects of cheating,but considering that now everyone(not everyone,but most) of the people play it that way,just don’t show it in public,side-affects are almost none existing.The few that decide to play a fair game,either switch to the other side,or is left waiting for some long ago promised prize.

-As the time goes by,and as much time you spend in the game,things become clear,and you understand that it’s getting harder every minute.Obstacles begin showing up blocking you way to your goal.Other players,knowing it or not,directly or indirectly,draw you down while their trying to get a better rank on the list of successful.Soon you realize that one’s that played this game before you,or the one’s still playing it(just longer),they are the one’s making the rules,because of them the games is developing as it is…Everyone already learned how to play it,probably picked the easier option,therefor you,as a part of minority,cant really do much about it.Problems that get in your way may sometimes actually be good,help you get stronger,making you realize what your goal really is,and having you fight for it even harder.Although,it is kind of crappy when the game becomes boring and too hard,when everything comes down to getting out of trouble,and mere survival.Many,in that position,quit playing,knowing that probably there will never be a second chance.What is the purpose of playing if you can never win,anyway?!Some continue simply because others rely on them,not because they want to,figuring out that the game wasn’t fair from the very beginning,because it’s not giving the same conditions of playing for everyone…

-The hardest game that no one has finished,or will ever finish,the game in which,no matter what you do,you must hear the sound saying GAME OVER-the game called LIFE!

-Have you ever taken a few moments just to sit down,have a look around,and wondered how the world looks seen through your eyes?I bet you have;Also I know that many of us said:”Wait,this is not the way things are supposed to be.Why is somebody more important than me,why doesn’t my opinion count?”

-Not many people are fully satisfied with their lives,the opportunities they are given(or not given),and they feel that’s pretty unfair.No matter what we have,somehow we still  aren’t satisfied with it,and we want more,that’s just in human nature.Now,take a few seconds and think about the most basic stuff we need in our lives,like for example a place to live,food,water,someone that we can rely on when we are down,etc.I think that those are the things that should make us feel great,that those little,basic things we are entitled to from the very beginning of our lives,those should be the biggest joys of life.

-Now,I’m gonna ask you to think about how unfair it would be not to have any of those things,having to fight for them every day all over again.That kind of life seems pretty much impossible,doesn’t it?The fact is,that there are many youth and children,all over the world that don’t have a place to call home,or don’t have a person they can call mom,dad,or simply someone to love them.They are simply cast aside by our society for being unfortunate.How unfair is that?What have they done to deserve it?!

-When I think about those things,it actually makes me feel good about my life,but at the same time,knowing that there is a child all alone in the streets,crying and asking for help right now in this very moment somewhere in the world,that grips my heart and twists it so hard,making a whirlwind of emotions inside me.Injustices happen every day,but surely that doesn’t mean we should just stand there doing nothing but saying how life isn’t fair.We must be the spark that will ignite the flames of change.

-All of us are just little pieces of colored stones,but at the same time we all make a huge mosaic of life.By the things we accomplish in life we determine how big and how bright of a piece we get to be in it.Still,there are many tiny,tiny pieces proclaimed unimportant and dissguarded by the bigger and more important one’s.I have a dream that one day,all of the youth all over the world will have the same rights,having the basic things they need in life,but also the opportunity to be free and to choose who and what in life they want to become.I have a dream that they will all be happy about the mosaic they all made,with everyone being as big and as bright piece as they want,but more importantly they should be equally valuable for the picture that they are going to leave for the generations that are to come,thus making the world a better place to live in!