There’s a story by a very famous Brasilian writer and it goes like this: “Once upon a time in a village the doctor that took care from the psychiatric hospital decided that the method used to decide if a person is crazy was inacurate. Noticed that the bar was subjective. How can you know how much madness is mad enough? So he decided to change the bar. From that day on anyone that used bad words was considered mad. Anyone that spoke in a loud voice was concidered mad. Anyone that would drink or do any unhealthy thing was considered mad. Why not? Any sane person would prefer to have a good health. So after six months every person that lived or passed by the village was locked in the psychiatric hospital. The Doctor wondered about that situation and decided that if this matter is so subjective it was impossible that everyone but him were mad so he was the one who was mad and he decided to release everybody and lock himself.” I used this little tale of a great importance to wonder about today’s life and what could be called madness. All my conclusions point to the theoty that we all live in a giant mad house and that’s why there is no need to lock anyone. People are so intenselly caught in their day to day activities doing everything as it was the biggest emergency in the world that they don’t stop to look at each other and realize that’s pure madness. We are living too fast and too worried. Too Stressed and too scared. Too cold and to far from other people. Too ocupied to enjoy the little things. I guess when we stop we realize it’s already late for a change of plans. That’s why i remembered this little tale so we can wonder what is too much and think about looking a little bit to ourselves…

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