chrisshee

“I worked my entire life; I fought so hard, I was exhausted,
reaching for a meaning that could justify my every action; only to find out
nothing made sense. Ending up laughing at my own miserable life.”

“Everything was pieces of the puzzle I created for the big
picture of my own life, everything was beautiful; until the day when you let me
down so hard I never had imagined it happening. Why? Why? I don’t understand. And
I never understood eversince. Nothing ever mattered eversince..”

“They were my babies, my entire life dedicated to the birth
of the great ideology I believe so deeply into. My perception, my world, my
distinguish point of view, but you said they are craps, rubbish, nonsense! All of
you, all of you that mattered to me.. And I accepted my existence as god’s
mistake..”

“The world was perfect, it was more beautiful than I ever
expected or wished upon the sky, but until the day when this event struck my
life. The world turned upside down in a split second, and everything changed
from then on. Everything justifies nothing. The natural cycle is as empty as it
was at the beginning of mankind. Everything shouldn’t have been anything but
nothing. It needs a drastic change. I just have to go against the mainstream.”

Sincerely,

The Beggar

 

It just came to my mind; somehow I see something I’d never
seen, everything virtual making its profound piece of puzzle in my head, trying
to fit into a place as though naturally made for it, and it appeared sensible
to me. I was shocked! It appears like a calling, and I know I have to blog on
it. The fact that there’s a little genius in every one of us given birth to on
earth. The only difference is when, where and how we express to the world, and
if we were ever given the nods and acknowledgement from any people that
mattered to us.

I didn’t know why, but my mind urged me to think deep into
the minds of the beggars. I didn’t know if they were thinking along the 4
patterns I felt strongly they might, but I knew there were some of them who
could be extraordinary awaiting to be discovered. Do you believe in me? Do you
believe in them?

I have a vision. If you see what I see, the world should provide
a center for all beggars to express themselves, have their thoughts or
expressions documented for studies. These people must have something very
distinct that we, the majority of the world has yet seen or understand (which I
sincerely believe is what made them gave up in life and chose to be a beggar as
an act of rebel to what they believe as injustice or so), which could probably be
the key that can unlock possibilities or unlimited inspirations that our world
now needs urgently. Believe you me, there are hidden talents or unspoken
visions in these minority of the world population that could be keys to an
unlimited future.

Had I convinced you? The fact that one-of-a-kind leaders are
usually not typical individuals but authentic individual to his or her
distinctive belief. Perhaps they lack the means to convey their messages,
perhaps they are placed in the wrong place at the wrong time which could prove
an asset in the other end of the world at a different time.

I can visualize a World Social Organization established for
beggars all around the world, helping to reshape the future by offering the
beggars special tools for them to express their inner passion or world visions.
Let them play with paintings and arts, numbers, figures, words, puzzles, games,
natural items, different type of resources, and every little thing an artist or
a scientist can think of potentials but stuck due to lost of any key puzzles. These
people could probably be the inspiring key to uncover the mystery the world has
fought so long without them joining force. Because we had long neglected their
roles in our community.

Make them help shape and contribute to our community and be
a part of our fellowship citizen. Honor the undiscovered talents the world
might have missed. The reason I see these people as highly distinguish people
is because of their courage to go against the norm and insist in opting the
last thing a reasonably rationale person will ever consider a solution. They might
have something even Einstein missed out on, which could prove the key to a
breakthrough. Chances are slim but I have faith in this neglected population.

Help make the world a better place to live in. Build a
constructive facility and environment for them to express their lifetime
concern that we have long been neglected by the world. The medium class
ordinary has the luxury of accessing internet to express themselves and get
exposed to the world in every way possible at least through blogging and
surfing, but the beggars are not.

Can you make a nobody a somebody? Help change lives,
together we create sky of hopes.   

Ps: I hope my little blog inspires you in
any ways. If I’d inspired you in any ways, please do share with me what you
think about it. thanks a lot for support. Even if you are strongly against my
work, do share with me your reasons for coming against my vision. Thanks. I do
appreciate a lot.

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