short story four

Miracles

And what happens when miracles do exist? Lingering on the edge of rationality and mixing that with sentiments of hope and desire, just like a bird singing at the early dawn, humans and humanity do have the right to wander along the paths of insanity and realism. No person has the right to demand that humans are complete rational when irrationality occurs. Remembering a movie “the Truman show”, I raise the question: whom is playing with our minds and why? There are many fundamental human rights that can be taken away by different means, but one’s mind will always be entirely free to think, imagine and desire. Desire and hope is what keeps a man going. Is imagination insanity? Is hope irrationalism? Are people’s hopes something to condemn? Cognito ergo sum, is thinking a sin or a sin? Does the wind think, does it exist? Is the cricket during a hot summer evening insane? Does a blooming rose have a conscience? It’s prettiness can be consumed by people without even realizing that a rose is a miracle by itself. The smell of the blossomed trees, the music of the wind, the singing of a bird; all these are natural miracles are not acknowledged by one’s eye. How does our mind differ from all these?
Too many questions to be answered. Too many idea’s to be taken in to account. Focusing and chasing one’s dream is an action condemned by the vast majority of people.