We humans have a habit of saying: “I created this myself.”

Even those who openly admit that during the creative process they feel a certain higher power guiding them—even they put their own human name on the result.

Even the Periodic Table bears Mendeleev’s name, although he clearly stated that it came to him in a dream.

That’s just how we tend to oversimplify our speech 🤷‍♂️

Can you imagine Mendeleev bringing the table of chemical elements to a scientific council and saying:

Behold, people! God, in His mercy, has bestowed this table upon us! He, the Almighty, sent His Angel into my dream, who showed and explained its structure to me. (To be fair… I didn’t manage to remember all the cells… well, maybe I’ll remember and fill them in later…)

😁

A stalemate…

It’s like being stuck waist-deep in a swamp. On one hand, you want something better—without the dampness, the stench, or the cold creatures crawling under your shirt. But on the other hand, it feels… okay. You’ve grown used to it; you’ve endured it. The creatures might be slimy, but they are familiar now. And if you start moving too much, what if it gets worse? What if you sink even deeper? Why complain now—being waist-deep is better than being chest-deep like some people. Besides, complaining is for the weak, and I’m not like that. I’ll endure…

Complaining is, of course, useless. But such a stalemate (stagnation, suspension) contradicts the law of evolution, the law of Life. Sooner or later, Life will nudge you toward movement, toward an exit from stagnation—by sinking you chest-deep into that swamp. If even then no movement is triggered, it will sink you neck-deep. It will keep sinking you until you snap out of it—take matters into your own hands and start pulling yourself out.

The essence is that you get what you strive for: reach for Life—stay active and live; stand or lie still—and you’ll be covered in ash.

Every deeper plunge is not a punishment, but an attempt to wake a person from oblivion. Baron Munchausen serves as our example here—he didn’t just pull himself out by his own hair, but his horse as well.

Perhaps your Horse is also waiting for you to pull it out of the swamp? Or maybe it’s a Unicorn, or a Dragon 🐉

No man is an island.

You cannot harvest a field alone, nor build a house, nor raise children…

We are built in such a way that for a normal, fulfilling life, a human being needs another human being. In this lies both our weakness and our strength, our limitation and our greatest advantage.

Those who understand this strive for cooperation, interaction, and the building of long-term, mutually beneficial connections. For only together, only as one, are we capable of “moving mountains.”

Community is the very fulcrum Archimedes was searching for—the one capable of moving the Earth.