In my youth I was with my friends as an optimist, a hopeless optimist who wants to improve the world. In addition, they found me still very naive. I thought I was still firmly believe that the good would always prevail. I was firmly convinced that a firm will and persistence to overcome any difficulty. Each!
Pretty naive, is not it?
Yes, I had a dream to change this world to improve. I was so busy trying to think about what everything would be different, what must be done and how it should be made to ensure that the present problems I despised.
I impatiently waited for the day when I would leave the school behind me. I wanted to act. The school prevented me of it. Waste of time. And then finally it was time. The school was what. I could breathe again and start the real life of which I had dreamed. Only you will forgive me, I had to catch only once, only a brief moment. I myself will surely stayed a little too long and was suddenly overwhelmed by real life. I needed money. So first of all made money. And, to make good measure, I also love intervened. I went into a spin and did not quite know where the start Improve the world. When I look at the goals of my youth called to mind, I felt increasingly clear that everything should again be reconsidered. be clarified. The core must be emerged.
But, but, the whole thing was done. Only at that point I had no time to do so. I had now two children and the family demanded their rights. Well, it is understood that any reasonable person. And so the essence of my ideas was getting smaller and smaller.
I admitted Finally, just as I had wished it was not possible to change the people and the world. In a world in which the fight man against man starts at work, I had no chance.
With so much selfishness, envy and hate, the best in a difficult position I was pessimistic. Hoped for nothing, believed in nothing and doubted everything.
Damn thought I to myself, what have you but had to wise friends. They knew at a young age, as this world goes. While I was still dreaming, they were already grown up. But since I just had my skeptical phase, I began to doubt also that they at a young age so much wiser and world-experienced than me. Were they not rather precocious, had doubts and pessimism over from the adults, not what they had experienced themselves? My
permanent paralyzing doubt my activity. I was interested in nothing more.
But life is movement and change. We must be open-minded about the things that happen around us. Pessimism is in its final consequence of suicide. And for that I was not ready. In my optimism began to drive again small shoots. This world existed now for several thousand years. naive to think the ancestors would not have gone through similar crises. And yet the world had developed slowly but steadily, despite the devastating experience of many distinguished himself from an upward trend, why should I stand there off and slowly it dawned on me: Maybe
growing reality in our the breeding ground of our dreams
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