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Do we know, really?

In a silly internet poll recently, it showed that my personality is that of an influential person! Influential?
Even with the sinuses clogged with phlegm of influenza and my thinking faculty clouded, I still describe myself of anything but influential. Firstly, I am quite lethargic of influencing anybody of anything which makes me a poor salesman, a visionary dictator or industrialist who would transform the world we live in. I am also not influential enough to move mountains or 'arrange things' with my contacts like a chess master moving his pawns. On the contrary, I visualise myself as one easily influenced (fall prey to/suckered) to others' sob stories.
I like to think that I can be such a good role model that I can influence others to path of glory! Maybe that is wishful thinking. And you think you know everything and about anything.
Just the local leaders and foreign think tanks who basically hoodwinked the world into thinking they were in grasp to all the information laid before them and finding MH370 was just a matter of time.
And the paternalistic political leaders who think they know what is best for their subjects. What about the religious leaders who think they know all the purpose of our existence on Earth. As if they had an audience with God, they choreographed our every gesture insisting that God like to be worshipped like this and like that.
Why not just put all the cards on table for mankind to judge? But then the element of mystery and mysticism would be lost. Their importance would amount to nothing if the element of unknown is lost.


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