Advancing Society's Level of Understanding

The last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth. Over the open plain, beneath a starless sky as dark and thick as ink, I only felt the immense flat horizon by the gusts of June wind, squalls as strong as on the sea, and frozen from sweeping leagues of marsh and this earth. No tree could be seen against the sky, and the road unrolled as straight as a pier in the midst of the blinding spray of darkness. The clouds appeared, and went away, and in a while they did not try any more.

 I sat in the window with the volume in my hand, but my thoughts were far from the daring speculations of the writer. My mind ran upon my future, my dreams, my ambitions. Again and again I had registered a vow that I should deliver my soul upon the subject. I have two targets in my life; they are short-term target and long-term target.

The dust from the roads fluffed up and spread out and fell on the weeds beside the fields, and fell into the fields a little way. Little by little the sky was darkened by the mixing dust, and the wind felt over the earth, loosened the dust, and carried it away. The wind grew stronger. I promise myself to make my dreams come true. I do believe I can do it, with additional knowledge. I commit my life to helping others and to advancing society’s level of understanding.