To that Golden Idea I Know Is There

I scare myself sometimes. i want to make a dent in this world, so bad. I want to do something big, something that puts us all in the right track. I'm not just saying this--as in, these thoughts have crossed my mind almost every day for the past two years. Tonight, I can't sleep because of this. What would I do if I had complete control over the US Educational system? How could one create of culture insistant on efficiency, eliminating the sin of sloth. Homelessness? Is there any way to reduce sleep? My mind is racing. Good ambition. I know. But where do I begin? I have absolutely no idea. Two full years thinking about this, all ideas lead to one conclusion: I need money. Lot's of it. You have no idea how much this sickens me; materialism at its finest. It also brings to light the perceived limits of my creative capacity which I wish to deny. If I get an idea, would I even act? I scare myself sometimes.

But still...






...how do I change the world?

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