If gold rust what iron will do
If gold rust what iron will do
People are born with the insatiable desire to find somebody perfect. We spend our whole lives ransacking the world for the immaculate human being who deserves our boundless reverence and whom we should emulate. We are on an unceasing quest to find our own paragon of virtue. But what a treacherous thing it is to believe that a person is more than just a person! (John Green)
The inherent thing in people is that we are fallible creatures. We have unfounded high self-esteem. We are so intransigent and implacable that we often subliminally become supercilious and put our nearest and dearest off. Our burning ambition - the struggle to live up to our own expectations, achieve our goals and realize our dreams has its toll on us. We become high-achievers in pursuit of success and mercantile satisfaction.
Nevertheless, deep down inside our hearts we still cherish the innocence of the child we once were, and harbour the childish conviction that there is an inexhaustible source of good in this world. Even though we face up to the harsh reality every single day, never do we stop hoping that there are people who always conduct themselves properly; people that are genuinely courteous and benign; people that we should strive to be like. Often when the severity of a situation becomes intolerable we resort to the child inside us who has never ceased to believe in the existence of Santa Claus, or has not even for a second called into doubt the loyalty of best friends. This child never grows up and never learns to mistrust people – just like Peter Pan who believes that the only right he has when it comes to you is fairness.
But people cheat and deceive. They are trite and they are glib. It’s an arduous task to find a modicum of truth or fairness in the world today. We often stick a label saying “Best person” to a friend or a mere acquaintance, because we desperately want to believe that good still prevails over evil (as the child inside us
People are born with the insatiable desire to find somebody perfect. We spend our whole lives ransacking the world for the immaculate human being who deserves our boundless reverence and whom we should emulate. We are on an unceasing quest to find our own paragon of virtue. But what a treacherous thing it is to believe that a person is more than just a person! (John Green)
The inherent thing in people is that we are fallible creatures. We have unfounded high self-esteem. We are so intransigent and implacable that we often subliminally become supercilious and put our nearest and dearest off. Our burning ambition - the struggle to live up to our own expectations, achieve our goals and realize our dreams has its toll on us. We become high-achievers in pursuit of success and mercantile satisfaction.
Nevertheless, deep down inside our hearts we still cherish the innocence of the child we once were, and harbour the childish conviction that there is an inexhaustible source of good in this world. Even though we face up to the harsh reality every single day, never do we stop hoping that there are people who always conduct themselves properly; people that are genuinely courteous and benign; people that we should strive to be like. Often when the severity of a situation becomes intolerable we resort to the child inside us who has never ceased to believe in the existence of Santa Claus, or has not even for a second called into doubt the loyalty of best friends. This child never grows up and never learns to mistrust people – just like Peter Pan who believes that the only right he has when it comes to you is fairness.
But people cheat and deceive. They are trite and they are glib. It’s an arduous task to find a modicum of truth or fairness in the world today. We often stick a label saying “Best person” to a friend or a mere acquaintance, because we desperately want to believe that good still prevails over evil (as the child inside us