The rain that falls these days will be a grateful

The rain that falls these days will be a grateful rain for the birth of life. The thought that I felt while listening to the sound of rain and wind at the drinking party until late at night last night was that desire, deficiency, and necessity are the starting factors that cause a person's actions, but the wind must be the one that makes them act.

The election is less than three weeks away. Because people are selfish, they will have no choice but to make a choice in their favor. Conservatives and progressives don't change their minds. Ideologies don't change easily, but at the moment of choice, they become faithful to their instinct to survive. Medical students and their children, medical students and medical professionals, will not change their tendencies, but I think they will think about what will benefit their survival by the issue of "medical garden."

Looking at another wind called the phenomenon of the motherland, I realize anew that humans are epic animals. In the old days, human behavior was driven by narratives such as myths and stories. Since then, religion has confronted it, and now science is confronting it. Still, the feeling of the narrative remains deep in everyone's heart. People's favorite plot is that the protagonist succeeds after suffering and going through all kinds of trials. At first, I thought the wish of my fatherland was 'sorry', but now I think that the story, or narrative, like a martial art in which the protagonist who fell off a cliff and died comes back to take revenge, is causing this wind.

Even in today's stock market, where the wind of AI is blowing, the bubble is always created by the narrative of future expectations. In the age of science, in the age of AI, narratives will still be the power and weapon of human behavior. I believe that delusions become daydreaming, daydreaming becomes imaginations, imaginations become ideas, ideas become big deals. I'm thinking of finishing this sentence with the lyrics of Bob Dylan's song. "The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, the answer is blowin' in the wind." Have a nice weekend. Spacing out, I'll say goodbye now...