Gone are the winds that bring the feeling for change. That’s what I think these days. Feelings for a change don’t do much good anyhow; either one makes a difference, or one doesn’t. Either one becomes mature, or one doesn’t. Either one does something, or one doesn’t. Either one tries to make a difference, or either one doesn’t. Having a feeling amounts to nothing; I can have a feeling that I want to save someone who is dying on the side of the street. If I keep walking and that person dies, that feeling didn’t do any good, nor did it do any bad; it just didn’t do anything. Most of the people do, however, pretend to themselves all the time that the winds of changes exist around them that result only in feelings and nothing more. These people also consider themselves staunch supporters of causes that they don’t understand. However, most of the people love to consider themselves staunch supporters of causes that they don’t understand. It’s simply the cool thing to do when you’re not capable of anything in life on your own.

I’ve been gone for a long time from this website already because of health issues, just as I’ve been at different times throughout this year. Some people keep in touch once in a while because they think they care. Other people do care. Still, others pretend to care but they’re simply bored at times when they contact me, simply to say a jolly good “Hello!“, and in reality, they don’t care and would prefer to listen to immature childish songs than tell me the truth. I have more respect for people who do not ask about my health and tell it to me clearly that they don’t know what’s going on with me, than people who claim they care.

It’s like claiming to aim for something noble. While you claim to be aiming for something very noble, and you know exactly who I’m referring to when I say “you“, while I claim to come online today just to write this post. You claim to achieve a change through your online childish mamblings, while I come online to achieve the task of writing a post. You claim to preach the truth through your excuses of childish behavior, while I simply agree politely as I simply want you to go away and not bother me too much with your confused and immature version of the sophisticated western and eastern philosophy. In the end, it boils down to this: you, my immature and lying contact, someone that I’ve helped a lot before, have achieved nothing but lies and immaturity by the end of today. I, someone who has seen your lies a lot, have achieved nothing but a post and immaturity by the end of today. I indeed have achieved something that I set out to achieve, whether it was a huge noble cause or a small online task.

Which one do you think is better? I’ll tell you which one is better. My aim for today was and is better, as I’m still alive with morals, while you hide behind your monitor drenched with shame, yet acting as if you’re something. I guess everyone feels like somebody important online; imagine how fast you would run if you ever happen to run into real things in real life. Sitting behind your monitor, you read this very sentence, you still feel defensive instead of realizing that the only thing you’re faking is your own life. Everyone who is not open to change feels invincible when they are hiding, like hiding behind the monitor. Everyone.