Life…universe... breathe… motion…emotions… time… hope… the same, everything is the same…
Oh, Dickens… you would certainly have been astonished nowadays… struck… again and again… and again, trying to find the answers of thousands of questions, looking from a new point and seeking to reveal the stream of “a certain constant change” of this unchangeable world.
And it is amazing that, being on the distance of countless kilometers and having centuries as an iron gate between us, I could still understand you and probably I feel what you felt then… and it is not surprising, as the history never does change itself, it only makes slight ironic modifications of time and geography.
And… do you know Dickens?... I understood what makes the world go wrong … it is the lack of belief… or better to say the belief in believing is weak… nearly dead…
The Earth has started turning round so rapidly, and people, being in a constant rush after the clock-hand, forget to live, to feel, to love, to cry, and very often forget to hope and to believe.
People try to open new, unknown doors, to reveal the inexplicable and to comprehend the incomprehensible. So, why do you complicate even the simplest, getting tangled in what you have invented so far? Why do you import thousands of “unknown quantities”, when the answer is just very simple? What are you seeking for and what is the aim of it? Do you aim to code the feelings and to live in such a complicated manner?
I don`t really know the answer of this question, Dickens, but maybe centuries ago you felt the same I feel now. And, probably, you caressed the same wish as I do now… to stop the Earth`s crazy turning and to cry out:
“Wait people! Stop for a moment and look around. Perhaps you can see much, so much that it may seem you see nothing. Open your eyes and notice the children, dying from hunger, the people, being killed in wars. The dark red of the blood covered all the weak shadows of the life… But no… what are you doing? Are you going to retreat without a struggle? Are you trying to stiffen not to feel anything? No, it is better to cry as much as you need, but not…, please, don`t get upset. Just come up to the mirror, look at your reflection in it and recognize yourself as a Human!”
And do you know Dickens, I myself have a belief in people the way you did. I love the life like you loved, and I never want to paint the planet in black colors. The only thing I want is to force the people to feel…
If you hear me now, just close your eyes and smile... You will surely witness the nice changes to come. You will see how young this world is in its antiquity. And it becomes younger and younger with every cry of a new-born child. Look and see how the world is getting filled with a thankful gaze of a sick child.
Get out of a crazy run of the Earth and see how it gets another meaning, being blessed by a poor woman who has received help. And can you imagine how much meaning it could get if the blessings of that woman were addressed to you? Help those who need your help so much and you will be amazed, seeing that this life is very colorful. And finally take off your black glasses and maybe you will understand that the miracle you have waited for such a long time and in which, unfortunately, you stopped believing, is just by your side. Isn`t it wonderful to see so many differences of the one world?
And now, people, be sincere to yourself and think that the world has been painted with your brush, making you one of its deliberate builders. You are one of the millions who have made its roots go deeper, so try to see to what side have you moved our old and new, evil and kind, simple, but inexplicably abstruse world.
The choice is yours, sweet people. And you are the one to decide you way.