Just One Letter
The idea for this article came to me one September Saturday evening after a family trip. I was tired, but feel happy to spend a nice time in the nice environment of the castle garden.
Despite the fact, XMAS is still “far away” something delivers the word SANTA to me and, shortly after second-word sounds in my head and from that moment both play a game inside of my brain. The second word was SATAN.
It may sound strange, but it was like watching tho dancers in a dance battle nobody can win.
It is not the skill of the dancers, but one and only letter in their names and its placement that makes day from night and good from evil. Letter “N”
SATAN
SANTA
It is strange but it took me almost 50 years of my life to realize this small significant difference.
I am sure many are in the same position, never seeing how close opposites can be.
I hope it will help not only me but all to realize how easy is to trick the brain if it should be tricked. The human discovered a written form of communication, maybe because he or she wants to leave a message for someone who will come during the writer's absence. Maybe it was done because of the intention to give the shared word bigger importance. Some say it was because they would like to leave heritage and message for those who come.
I am not sure, but I am sure why I am writing so much for so long. Because I have to. It tears me into pieces if I do not write, I feel incomplete, I feel like the words made me mad if they do not leave in to the river of letters pouring from my fingers over the keyboard to the screen. It reminds me of
Symphony was written by Bedrich Smetana, a Czech composer at the time of his deafness. I would like to recommend all to close the eyes and listen. He describes river Moldau (VLTAVA) and the country through which the river goes from the south to the northwest.
The composer did not use any single word, except the name, and despite that everyone does understand what he wants to say.
There are many who use many words and say nothing.
Many words are sent into the world to harm, cause destruction, and pain. Many help the very opposite, but many do pretend to deliver day, but in fact, they deliver the deepest of the nights.
During my childhood in the communist country named Czechoslovak Socialist Republic (CSSR), my parents and grandparents taught me to read between the lines, This is what I do today as well. I never considered it would be necessary to read between the individual letters and be careful of their placement in the words. I will look twice from now on and hope, this article will motivate you to do the same.
On the day when this article would be published, I will have my next speech delivered to the audience of the best logistics conference in the country, LOGISTICS RIDE. I prepared my speech for two years and it is named
THE WAY HOME and I do believe every single word would deliver the message I put inside helping people, nature, and Planet to live in harmony.
