25 December

Today is 25th December.

A day that people, no matter if they like or hate, remember. Christ's birth.

However, I find something more important about that day. Today is, in a way, like St. Valentine's day, only better. And while you are asking yourselves, "What the fuck?!", let me explain.


Each year, on the 25 December, we are reminded something extremely valuable, something precious. Or at least, we are given the opportunity to remember that something (we all know that out of 6.5 billion people, there is bound to be one psychically poor person that will not get the idea).


It is something extremely, as if almost unnaturally simple, something crucial and absolutely logical. Obviously, I'm talking about something that humanity ignores; that thing is too simple for our complex thinking.


On 25 December, we are reminded to give /like on St. Valentine's we're reminded to love/. Without question, without any thought 'why' (or at least, it should be like that), we simply give what we can. On the days around Christmas, for a very short window of time, we actually behave... in a good manner towards everybody.


"Merry Christmas!" You hear, "Happy holidays," wishes and relaxed smiles.

Some claim that Christmas is naught but a pagan festival for the rising of the sun (the days start growing again, just a couple of days after the longest night), they say that it's not really something we should celebrate.

I would say nothing but the fact that not celebrating this wonderful day is punishment enough for being against it. Because on that day, we're reminded how we should treat others every day, how we should stop reading only the 'take' part of the "to give and take" part and notice the first bit as well.

On that day, our Sun is truly rising. And my wish to you would be for every day to be like today.