I have a blog! At almost 72 years old. How? What do you say? That I don’t hear so well anymore! Did you tell I’m too “senior”? No? Oh, you said it was too early, and I don’t have enough experience and information? You are right. You should learn over 100 years to have the audacity to give your opinion on life’s fundamental problems.
Please don’t jump on me like I’m guilty about that. I was forced to buy this virtual house. It’s as if I wasn’t happy enough playing with the goats and gardening on my grandfather’s land.
Everyone told me that this digital house would be better; I will be smarter, more robust, and younger. Nonsenses!
The other day, a friend I met in the park said to me in a confidential whisper: “Be careful you are in great danger! All your friends laugh at you. I’m telling you started talking nonsense. Calm down! I know you’ve been a little crazy all your life, a bit out of touch with reality, but now you’re starting to seriously shock those around you. Control yourself! Can’t you see that the whole city laughing at you? The aberration that you have discovered a new educational system, through which you can build an optimal character for all children and parents in the world, does it seem to you that it is a beautiful and normal thing? And then with the bomb that your system is the only way to save the world from extinction, that is a normal thing? Know that this is the last time I talk to you.”
“Forgive me, my friend,” I replied. “Still, what do you think I have to do? Should I apologize to everyone for these mistakes? Put ashes on my head? What do you advise me?”
At that moment, my friend blushed and nervously shouted at me: “Take some money from your low pension and make a blog.” “A what?” I asked, puzzled. “Yes. Make a blog where you can write all the nonsense and aberrations that go through your head. In this way, you have great chances to make a game of all the people in the world.” Then, my friend suddenly turned around and left swearing.
All this happened in the middle of the day and the middle of the city. I looked closely at those around me; I had the feeling that I was naked. Do they all laugh at me?
I could see the people and the surrounding buildings through the fog, very blurry and distorted, maybe from the dust, possibly from the tears! At about 20 meters, on the building where I used to cut my hair, I saw a marketer’s presence. You know, those smart guys who build blogs and sometimes make you a millionaire. I took a few dozen steps and entered the office of Ady, the team leader. I handed him $ 2 and said authoritatively: “Please build me the world’s coolest educational blog.”
Smart and good boy! I think he teaches them in their schools how to deal with “crazy people.” It was so gentle, warm, and understanding that I felt I had the wrong door and went to a psychotherapist!
So now, I own a blog. If I am currently in my digital home and my virtual fence protects me, I will shout to everyone who arrives in my area: “Yes. We have built a new educational system, through which I can help all the children and adults of this earth to reprogram their minds beneficially.” Maybe someone will hear me and believe me!
If not, I will go to Ady again, invest another $ 2 and ask him to make me the coolest blog in the world about raising and milking goats, another passion of mine. Maybe here I will be more successful because the goats are, occasionally, more tolerant and understanding.
Sometimes, that’s what true happiness looks like!
