The Perfect Human Being

Once upon a time a sixteen years old girl found out she was pregnant, at first she panic thinking what her parents will do to her, but out of desperation she told their parents that she would like to go live with her grandmother who live in a remote farm in the Appalachian Mountains in West Virginia.

Her parents granted her wish, because that will mean one less mouth to feed, times were hard. So there she went to live with her grandmother.

Her granny greeted her with joy; she was tired of being lonely. She was old and she could not see very well, so she never noticed the pregnancy of her granddaughter.

When the time came to give birth, she went to the river and had the baby, he was a healthy boy. She left the baby at the door of a cabin that she knew that an old couple live there and left.

The old couple took the baby in and fed him and watches him grow without paying too much attention. They were old and did not have the energy to go after him.

He grew observing everything around him, nature was a good teacher. He learned to read and write by watching Sesame Street on the old TV.

From the ants he acquired discipline and the sense that you can have everything you want by working, and so on. He realized that feelings were a recipe to failure; you have to have a clear mind to find solutions, to put your imagination to work.

He also recognized that he needed to practice in whatever task he wanted to master and at an early age he became a master of many things that will make his life easy to live.

First he analyzed nature, and then he questioned the reaction that other people had to life events. He saw chaos around him, families were breaking apart, people were desperate living a life without meaning and he ask himself Why?

He found out that people goals in life were power. The power that money brings, not the power of being honest, hardworking person, they did not have self-respect or respect to their neighbors.

They believe in the wrong things like politics, religion, and justice and so on without believing in themselves.

Practice makes masters, and this human population lacks it.

The only thing that makes us powerful is the knowledge we have of ourselves and the fruit of our work and there is something else, the power that our imagination brings to our lives by giving us the key to solve all of our problems.

You are as good as you can imagine yourself being.

External influences only bring with them all the baggage left by others.