Have you ever watched a movie about conspiracy theories and been like “now that’s exaggerating”? I did and now I laugh at myself. Sensationalist headlines in the newspapers that draw our attention to take a look at the craziest things that happen to someone over there, and that we forget after a few moments. And that maybe the thought just goes through our heads “ah, I’d do better in that situation”. What a fuck from life!

And then rather then sooner, you find yourself in the middle of that madness. Unprovoked. Two opposing currents break through you and you have to swim in some completely unknown waters. You don’t know where, you don’t know how, you just know that your head has to stay above the water level. You say to yourself “I’m paranoid” even though all the evidence speaks in favor of the fact that it’s not a problem in your lush imagination stimulated by the mentioned films. Something is really wrong here… Something doesen’t feel right.

You become Don Quixote. Windmills are all around you, you just don’t see them. They do not appear in their true form of disgusting and slimy people, ready for the most disgusting things in order to realize their whims. They hide behind gossip, behind blackmail. Their names are not pronounced out loud. They are becoming Satans of today. As far as I know only the name of the wicked is not uttered aloud. The analogy is more than ON POINT.

How do you get into that madness? Very simple. You live your life, you do your job, until someone, out of pure whim, decides to take it away from you because he can. You surrender because you know where you live, and you don’t have a suspicious back protecting you behind the scenes, but the story doesn’t stop there. Unbelievably, however, there are still a handful of people who have not lost their compass and have little hope of justice. Encouraged by those few, I tried to resist the aggressors. The outcome?

In addition to the warning that all my doors were closed because I did not want to bend my tail and let them run over me, they went further. The impact of nits is so great that even the competent services are not allowed to react. I was taken aback.

I am pretty sure that I will not be the only example to whom honesty and hard work paid off. And there was so much laughter on the topic “do you know someone, to know someone, who knows someone, who has achieved success with his work”. That was supposed to be me in the crowd. But reality is written by different rules, those that are science fiction to ordinary people.

Despite everything that’s happening, I do not feel anger, nor have I lost my spirit. I’m laughing. I enjoy my life because my conscience is clear. It’s a fantastic feeling. I sleep peacefully at night. I am even grateful that such things happen to me because I can bear them, and not to some gentle soul that would probably ruin it’s whole life.

This way I send greetings to karma, and I hope that everything has its “higher” reason.