“People think dreams
real just because they
made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.”
There are two types of people in the world: the realists and the idealists. Some realists even go as far as to call themselves cynics. I’d just say they’re idealists who once upon a time got their hearts broken.
What I’m really trying to say is this: we’re all dreamers. We all spend an awful lot of time in a strange land, one that does not exist. A promised land, one we promised ourselves when the world outside our windows seemed evil, threatening, ugly. Whenever we got our hearts broken, whenever someone forgot to keep their promise, whenever we got lied to, betrayed, or forgotten. We created that promised land with our imaginations and our hope and our love.
The land that belongs to a future where all our dreams will come true.
There’s only one problem with that. Most of us don’t act upon those dreams. They just pretend that it’s all a nice fairy tale, which of course makes them bitter and remorseful nonetheless, but they chose to believe that those dreams can never come true.
Yes, they don’t.
Because dreams rarely come true. People have to make them come true. Have to create the promised land, in reality, the same way they did inside their heads.
But that’s just easy to say and almost impossible to achieve.
Because inside your head things are always going to be beautiful, much more than they could ever be in the real world. Also, inside your head… no one can hurt you there. No one can reach inside and destroy the wonderful world you have created. The promise of a better future that keeps you going, that makes you get out of bed even when you don’t want to, that still puts a smile on your face when all you want to do is scream or cry or even die.
I find that to be sad.
Dreams are real. If they exist inside your mind… they’re not just the product of your imagination. If you imagined them, you can make them come true.
What we take for granted, day after day, didn’t use to exist a thousand years ago. Hell, most of the stuff we use on a day to day basis didn’t use to exist a hundred years ago.
The world changes because people’s dreams come true. Because will power is the only thing that stands between what’s real and what’s not. Between what’s possible and what’s not.
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