I am reading
Paulo Coelho´s Aleph. The latest book. The one, that is supposed to be semi
autobiographical. I have not yet finished it. To be precise, I have just
started, not even 30 pages turned, but I got annoyed so many times already, that
I have sincere doubts I will ever finish it. I guess I will, because I rarely let
things go after I decided to do them. However, after those few pages reading
it, my mind got stirred and a flow of thoughts ran through it preventing me to
stay focused at all. I took an honest look to what was going on.
Once I have
been writing here about change explaining my point of view. I found support in
psychology and pure observation of life´s actions. I said that people do not
change. The only thing subject to a change is deteriorating, ever decaying,
ever rearranging, ever expanding and always interacting world of Nature ruled
by Entropy. So yes, people do change in that sense, but psychologically? No. In
their core, people stay the same. What changes, are adopted behavioral
patterns. Things we learn along the way. But now, I suddenly found myself in a
place, where I cannot but use this term. It describes well what happened to me.
I have simply changed. I am no longer
the same Dejan I was 10 years ago, when I devoured Coelho´s books for
breakfast. That will sound really
terrible, but I have to ask myself, did I simply outgrow Coelho?
