Time has set me on a high rock today. There is no success here, no beauty, the wind here does not bring any good news for me. A torrent of frustration and failure has poisoned the air here. It seems that all the doors of success are slowly making fun of me. I can't find a way out.
The more we try to move failure away, the more success is starting to go away. Every day I try to organize myself in a new way. But at the end of the day, I find myself in a pile of rubbish. So now I don't like any more friends, I don't like the advice of the elders, everything seems bitter. I have no desire left for fame and success.
It seems to me that sitting on the back of a horse without a bridle, let it take me to a valley without people. I spend the rest of my life eating the fruits of the forest and the water of the spring. I don't like this competitive society. When I put the frozen body on the bed with failed and tired, I wonder why the people of the society compete without cooperating with me.My heart has become accustomed to hearing the news of failure and despair. No contempt of man can shake me anymore. I think God made all the failures in the world for me.
One thing we don't seem to notice is that no one in our society wants to be relatively successful, they want to get more than others. That is why I have such an extreme hatred for such success today.Evil people in the society who want to call them, pollute the society with your evil deeds, the people of the society who do not always run after fulfilling their ambitions, they do not need discipline, they do not need equality. The thoughts that are in the inner courtyard often bother me.
I am trying to push myself a little bit by overcoming these worries. I am repeatedly knocking on the door of success. I still believe that it may be opened one day. I know hope and faith work like fuel for human life. So I am trying my best to save this burning of my life.
The desire to experience the sweetness of success while sitting in the valley of sad and bitter life may seem foolish to everyone. But it is this desire that fuels my hard work.
In the end it seems why that there will be sadness and frustration in life. When a seed is sown in the soil, it germinates. It is raining from the sky now. Freshwater is still flowing in the river. The trees still bear fruit of various flavors. Why there will be failure in life even after having so many blessings.
