The selection of leadership must follow practical considerations. Maybe I look at things too pessimistically?

Create around one at least a small circle where matters are arranged as one wants them to be.

A first visit to a madhouse is always a shock.

Everything becomes so problematic because of basic faults: from a discontent with myself.

We are aware only of the empty space in the forest, which only yesterday was filled with trees.

Why do we go around acting as though everything was friendship and reliability when basically everything everywhere is full of sudden hate and ugliness?

If I have a stupid day, everything looks wrong to me.