“The nation that draws too great a distinction between its scholars and warriors will have it’s thinking done by fools and it’s fighting done by cowards.” -Unknown
But what about those that are both? I am a scholar along side my peers with a knowledge of few things in this world but more than many, so I spread my thoughts to others in hopes they will become better than myself. I fight along side my peers to open a book untouched, discraced by the ones who take themselves as being higher than me. They are my peers, and I teach them, but every teacher has students that don’t want to learn. But some day, a year from now, two years from now, a decade; one day, they will know what I mean when I say what it is I teach, they would have learned because I went to the lengths to break through the borders of their mentality. If not, they never learn, then it’s not their fault. It’s my fault because I didn’t make it right. How can I learn to write if I have no paper? How will I know how to type if I live separated from these mechanics?
You learn what you are taught, and few go past that to stress the limits, and they become the teachers.
I will not learn. I WILL NOT learn…unless I am taught.
This is the mentality of a child, as far as I am concerned THEY are children. I say “they” because the population of “they’s” are so high, there’s no other word to give. I can understand why my government, the government that wants to tell me that they know the truth but-I am mistaken, acts this way.
In the face that my government holds, they make an attempt to show me that they have “control”, because I am thought to be afraid if my government is confused.
They can’t show me that the world as I have always seen it before has changed without an ultimate figure head to take charge. This is because of the fact that they themselves are afraid of the changing. They hold on to the past like there’s no tomorrow.
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