I just finished reading 1,100 pages of the great story named “Personal History” by “Katharine Graham”. I am feeling smaller than I always feel, but also impressed. If you are American, you know well how powerful Katharine Graham was, how much she did for the mass communication and nations. She was one of those who bravely fought and strongly stood through the age of human being. Even you are not American, I believe you will feel the same as reading her story.
Since history of human began, we have been fighting for something believed that would bring us to the better world. Knowing that what people in the past did, what exactly they fought for and what inspired them to do so, I question to myself that what we are doing in the world which seems to be the better place. I feel that we are still fighting. We are even facing the worse enemy for we don’t really know and see it. Don’t you agree with me that everyday we wake up with fear and go to bed with exhausted body and mind? If we are in the better world, why there are more and more unhappy people? Why we still feel so lonely?
Oh well, at least, at the moment I know what I’m fighting with and for. It’s not the big thing and becuase I will never be able to do the big thing. It’s just myself. I’m fighting with myself for myself. I’m trying to free myself from the jail of thought. I’m trying not to want anything more than I have possessed, including anybody’s feeling. Does it sound like what you are doing, people?
I’m jealous people in the past. I close my eyes and see they wake up everyday, walking out the door to do meaningful things while I’m sitting here..helplessly and hopelessly.