Mal espreitaram os primeiros raios de sol, decidi revolucionar o meu mundo e acordar para vida. Vesti a minha fatiota colorida e enfiei as minhas havaianas e com os pés à espreita, fui caminhado pela estrada fora até encontrar alguma coisa interessante, que me fizesse parar de mover. O problema foi que, no meio desta aventurosa caminhada, os pés se encharcaram com tamanha...
Truth is not a commoditythat is wanted by people.They think theyalready know it.And even if theythink they don'tknow it,they think"who needs it?"The moment a personbecomes interestedin truth,he is no morepart of the mobhe becomes an individual.That very interestcreates individuality.You start existingonly when you startsearching for truth.But the searchis arduous.It needs courage.It needs intelligence.It needs awareness. ...