When i was a little boy, i had a dream. I remember going to bed every night, with a smile on my face, and a giggle in my heart. I wanted the sleeping to be over with, so that daytime may come along, and inevitably bring me one step closer towards my dream.
I used to dream about my dream, inside of my dreams. Can you imagine that? I know many of you will understand, but unfortunately many of you will not.
Dreaming should never be silly. And it most certainly should never stop, Ever. A lot of people argue that with age, comes wisdom. Experience, and thus the ability to keep “realistic” expectations. But where is the fun in that?
Let me ask you this, is any one of those “keeping it real” people falling asleep with a wide smile on their face, as they dream of tomorrow? Is any of them hopeful for something grand, and utterly life changing? Is any of them, really fully happy? All the way through?
A few days ago i watched a mother, lash out at her son screaming at him to stop day dreaming, and living in lala land. To do something useful for a change. Study, shower, etc…
It got me to thinking, that’s one of the most lousiest display of parenting i had ever seen. Do we now as a society, actually want our children to grow up into becoming dull, mindless, and soulless drones? Is that really working out for us to begin with?
There is nothing wrong with having a dream, a passion, a spark to keep us ignited from within.
How can anyone, mount up to anything. Without dreams? Without passion? Without that gleam in the eyes, and that grin of naive determination. It is only when you truly want something with all your heart, that you devote enough of yourself to it, and have a chance of getting there without being side tracked.
Adolphe Monod once said: “Between the great things we cannot do and the small things we will not do, the danger is that we shall do nothing”
When was the last time, You had a dream?
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