Follow me - I don't know the way

Yesterday, today, and tomorrow — we constantly try to compare the past, present, and future, and thus explain the world around us to ourselves. But we are not always satisfied with our often rather modest results. The future in particular is still impossible to grasp, and there are simply too many unknowns to make a reliable prediction about what will happen at the end of the day. We make forecasts and estimates, and somehow we are always wrong and surprised when things turn out completely differently than we expected and hoped.

And the past doesn't always make things easy for us either, since many of the things that happened long ago have been shrouded in an elusive fog that seems to be getting thicker and thicker. A lot has happened over time, and events have often unfolded at a rapid pace, leaving little of what used to be. Often, we ourselves don't want to know too much about our own past, as it could embarrass or shock us, and we are glad when we can hide and conceal it.

The present too can be quite a tricky thing. Somehow, everything that happens around us seems to leave a lot of room for interpretation. Black is not always black, and white is not always white — sometimes it's suddenly the other way around, and you wonder whether you can still trust your own perception.

Facts suddenly become open to interpretation, and are twisted and concealed to such an extent that even those who are alert and aware in their daily lives find it difficult to interpret them correctly. When lying becomes institutionalized, all truths lose their value. And people begin to interpret everything in a way that best suits their own agenda and worldview. It seems as if there is no longer any right or wrong, because everything can somehow be asserted and justified.

And yet, despite all this, we should not lose our bearings and, above all, our moral compass. The present may be disturbing at times, but our world is not yet lost. On the contrary, our future is far from being written, and the book that tells the story of our tomorrow still has endless empty pages waiting to be filled. And it is up to us to fill those pages with content. It is also up to us how that content will be perceived later, because our present will one day become the past. And sometimes that happens much faster than we think at this very moment...