I've dreamt of a world that no one starve, dye or even get stress, every person is a king or queen serve by hundreds of followers. Then I woke and write my dream in a notebook and try to make a story. But in the middle of my story i realize that not everyone was a king or queen, because a king cant be serve by other king in ragged cloths. Then i try to write down that everyone was given by a deity a ton of gold that he will spent for the rest of his life, but then, why would one sell something for golds if he has a ton of gold. Then the gold was remove and everyone live with their family peacefully and enjoying life. After 5 hours, i've finish 12 pages(6 leaves) story. I show it to my sister, which i usually do because she's fond of story, and she reacted disappointed and told me that, that story was one of my worst, and "how can everyone live in harmony and peace and wealth when no one will help them, or serve them, or sell merchandise, if every one is busy living peacefully.
Then i go to my room, seat where i usually seat to see the sky and simulate a world where i live in a castle where everyone is a counts and countesses, lords and ladies, princes and princesses and all of them were my ambassadors, and what i say they obey. After 10 minute of fantasizing the dream i got assassinated by my son because he wants to rule too.Another dream came about and i was a defiant son were i think that my parents will protect my forever, then i became a criminal.
Our world aint perfect, will not be perfect, and can't be perfected for people's lives. Peace coexist with war, life coexist with death. There is no peace if we does not know about war.