I was a skeptic, I was a cynic, I was such a different person a little while ago.
The more I see the world, the more I am led to believe, it is such a wonderful place and that people are genuinely nice and simple. They are weird, I know, but then everything foreign is weird at first. You don’t really have to know them that much for them to stop being weird. The weirdness doesn’t matter, it is the rest that does. The rest which is so simple and pure.
We all hate the same things – hypocrisy, lies, cunning shit, double standards, laziness, lack of spirit, lack of interesting things to say, dishonesty, suffering, misery, disease. We all love the same things – honesty, courage, bravery, simplicity, humility,health, kindness,compassion, hope, dreams, dedication. We all want the same things – a purpose, some meaning, few dollars, some success, a nice little house, good coffee, red wine, delicious food and someone to care.
Life gets a little tough sometimes and things don’t work out, it all looks very difficult and one often cannot see a way out or a way ahead. Nevertheless, everything passes eventually, oblivion cannot be avoided, and as most of us see, it all works out for the better in the end, it all works out for the better nevertheless.