All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken.
A light from the shadow shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

~J.R.R. Tolkien

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Speechless? Not yet!

There will always be barbarians running in the country who are still stuck in the stone age.
I could imagine talking to them is like talking to drunkards.

Drunkards: "No no no, you don't understand, so just shut up".
Yeah. Goodluck talking to these people.

I guess this is my strongest vent yet?
These people will never learn, because they never question. Questions are out of the question. If you brace yourself and look at how some people responded, as the internet always puts it, you do lose part of your "trust in humanity".

How to ensure one's loyalty to his country? Fairness. Security. Welfare.
If these are not done enough, the things that keep one's foot still in the country are just the nostalgic feeling, bonds, kinship and responsibility felt within oneself.

However, disappointments chip away these things, bits by bits.

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