Imbecile

                                                                                  "Fool"

I know an "Imbesil". Yes, with S. To be honest, I don't know one. I have met thousands, maybe hundreds of thousands throughout my life. Imbécile comes from the Latin Imbecillus, which means weak or weak-minded. I've met so many, so I wonder if I've ever met people who haven't been.

We are all, or have been, Morons at some point. Yes, it is part of being Human. But when we decide to be, and we do not realize that life offers us alternatives to not be, then we are more than Idiots. We are Nothing. And Nothing is the absence of Everything. That is, there, in that brain, no one lives.

Now, the thing is where do we learn to not be one? Once you realize that you are or were. The smartest thing is to change the course of our actions that lead us to be so. Where do we learn from? Well, from the wisdom of the elderly, from the popular wisdom, from children, who, due to their innocence, are the most sincere creatures in the world. Or from God.

Do we learn to be Better in schools? Probably by a percent. We learn at home while growing up, probably, if we were lucky enough to have good guidance at home. But we learn more from our conscious actions if we open our minds to the possibility that we are wrong. If we had a desire for wisdom, we would see the signs that life gives us and we would be sensible, which they don't teach you in school.

Good sense and Common Sense are the least common. Oh common sense, where are you? Where can they find you?

Some people are fixed-minded. Some because they were born that way, and others because they were stupid. Those who were born this way always have the possibility of changing by choice and with help. Those who decide to be stupid, those, have no solution.

Why believe that our titles, merits, and achievements improve us? Fools, they don't know if tomorrow they will be enjoying their fantasies or they will be in the Morgue. Life is a gift from Day to Day. And if we believe for sure that what we have here today is everything we are and what we will be, we are very wrong. We are a breath of wind, an immeasurable fragment in the length of time of the Universe. Tomorrow God, decide that our time is over, and the memory will only remain in the few who honor you for the good or bad you did. Many will remember you as "The Talented..." "The Great... "The Son... "The Father..." The Friend... "The Believed..." "The Opportunist..." The Imbecile ...

We are Dust, and to Dust, We Will Return. The time we share this existence with humanity, we should make it count. Not only for what we achieve as human beings, professionally speaking. If not for what we achieve, humanly, being a light for others. Not getting in anyone's way. Nor destroying what others created. Although you have been part of that creation. A straw castle, with love, with ignorance, but with love, has as much value as the most luxurious mansion. Luxury must be in your human quality. Glory and honor will be added.

But you can't ask Elm for Pears. If you decide to see the flat earth, that's what you will see. If you decide to look at the "S" in Imbesil instead of thinking about why you fall into that category, then you are nothing. And you will return to nothing. And that person who did not know how to write, but had a better heart, will have the greatest reward from him.

I have a Spyglass, with the Moon you can see it, you can see Mars, you can even see Pluto, but you can't see the Menique on your foot... Live your life as an idiot. While I learn from life to be better. So that no one calls me Imbesil or Imbécil. And the most important. not be