Aug 07, 2007 22:34
Korean folk tale time.
A frog in a well.
There was a frog in a well.
All he could see in the well is darkness, hard bricks, and the sky that was shaped in a circle. Yet he had a faith in himself that what he could see in the well is only true things, that everything of the entire world belonged to the inside of the well. So he felt he knew everything. So he thought he was everything. Then he died, missing out all the wonders of the world, outside of the well.
I just do not like people who talk down on my dream.
People who easily judge what's bad or what's good without knowing what I am, where I am going to be.
I do not wish to be caught up by the normity.
My life is what God helps me to build up.
I just get really upset when people give an odd nuance on my pursuit of my dream.