does it better!
so so. I want to improve through this blog so the world, I was saying earlier. This However, once the question arises whether a virtual record of all such things can. I say no, I'm a pessimist. And I say yes, I'm a weirdo. No easy matter, this world Improve .
But seriously, and among us: the words can change the world, they have many times! So my blog is definitely still in the race. But I want to ever change the world ? I give it an answer first, otherwise the Voltage, Supply ng away, yes. If I change to that virtual "diary" the world or even better-can, then, this assumes that one man is capable, in this Case, I alone. Crazy idea. The earth under my flag. On the screens at Times Square my face. And London's red double-decker bus on each. The TV tower will be renamed in Poet-On-Drugs-tower, as well as Wall Street now Poet-On-Drugs-Street say. Hollywood is not Hollywood, but of course Poet-On Drug Wood and you are not happy, but poetondrugsig. My face on every milk carton and each beer label.
Every reader will be at the thought certainly become warm-hearted and the anticipation is unaffordable. Except for Julia. The found the not so beautiful that I want to improve the world .
But wait - would it at all well, just to make the world to change? I have to think spontaneously at a person who had this power and this power clearly rose to the head. He also had an idea of a "better world", but that idea died the death of millions of people, as well as his own A man is but one man, a minimal spot of Mother Earth, which one should not make patchwork of world . powerful but unchecked. If you listen to no one needs to think again one could then perhaps the power of the crazy world is in your head a reality. And then perhaps millions of innocent people die. Or billions. Or even, because one of the world is gone to his head and not out there wants. To my call to
a ls world a better candidate is justice, not to mention absolutely necessary that the ground for improvement of edges and corners do not really lacking. Spontaneously I am thinking back to Africa and I remember promt to the nice dark-skinned woman on the escalator in front of me and her frown when I told my friend that I'm sorry would do the people of Africa because the development in many places, so unfortunately still never arrived. She commented this way, so that the yes and no longer as it stood out as racists. So so. I hope not to be racist to be when I say to ensure that I develop the infrastructure of many African countries and for more education, healthcare and commerce. And much more ... If I was a gooder. But yes I would not be any more. powerful but fear. And fear makes weak. And that makes it no better.
The makes another better. I go to sleep.
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