But of course I want to be a world-changer. Of course I’m ready to see selfish hearts warmed and broken by sympathy and love…
But if I’m ever to take part in such a revolution, my own life must be controlled by sympathy and love – exclusively.
My, but how selfish is the human heart! How eager to move from the difficult to the easy… How bravely we talk, how sheepishly we work.
Mist springs up from the ground and it’s morning again… And I think of beautiful people stirring in their huts. And I think of hunger, and suffering, and hard work. And I think of the “house” that was pointed out to me yesterday… where children are exploited.
And I realize, only the blind can be selfish.
But I am still far too selfish!
So, I must be blind.
We must be blind.
Oh God, open our eyes.