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Dreams, reality, how are they.
Maybe you've noticed, I deleted the previous raging and infuriating post. I find it somehow stupid, to rant here. I mean like, it doesn't make any sense at all. It's like, just trying to prove I don't have to guts to actually tell you straight in the face. By the way, please reply my message cos' you haven't done so.So well, today since I'm again, feeling like I've been tortured by boredom, I shall write some crap.
Dreams, come in many different definitions. It can be the thoughts and pictures in the mind that come mostly during sleep, or more prevalent, the ambitions and goals one wants to achieve. Some dream big, some doesn't really dream. Are dreamers good? I have no answer to that. But, a dreamer is sure conscious of what he is dreaming. He analyzes and judges the dreams he dreamed. We can consider a dreamer as someone with bright vision. When you dream, you sort of bring yourself into another picture, trying to fit into that picture, creating many different kinds of scenarios in it. Gradually, when you're used to 'dreaming', you'll realized whether some things are worth or not worth in doing it. Take being a famous singer as an example. The most fundamental thing a singer does; sing. Alright. So, you thought of being another Justin Bieber. Okay. He has fame, wealth and so on. So, you idolized and dreamed of being like him, that's why you said you want to be a singer. But soon, you're awaken back to the factual world (I don't want to use the term 'reality'), you realized you couldn't sing, or supposedly, you couldn't sing that well. Nonetheless, you still imagine yourself as a famous singer, travelling around the world. Great, isn't it? You're feeling successful in your dreams. But, dreams are just dreams, it will never to live if you continue doing nothing to it. In your dreams, you may be singing like Mariah Carey. But in actual fact, you couldn't even sing. See what I'm trying to say. It's totally alright to dream, big. You can dream of being a super model, a multi-millionaire, the next US President, etc. But, are they against your wills? You want or dream to be a famous singer, but you cant sing. That's just building castles in the air; it's not gonna happen. It's something about knowing your limits, but that's okay. Since there's a problem, there's always a solution for it. So, knowing you can't sing well or as good, try finding ways to improve in it; go for vocal classes, sing more, take part in schools' mini performances, sing to some professional (like your aunts, etc) and ask them for comments and remarks. Yes, that's how you can make it, that's what build the path of success to you, that's where you're so near to granting your dream, that's how amazing dreams can whirl us about. It's similar. Dreaming big is natural. It'll be more eccentric if someone doesn't even have dreams, or least, knowing what he wants. We may not be the best in everything, but it's the efforts that count, the hard work and every mean of improvements we've put in. I don't have anymore to add on. We know it ourselves the best, whether will we be plain dreamers, or realistic dreams, will we be, in ten years down the road, the successor of our dreams, or at the edge of still not knowing what to do. (To be honest, I wrote this cos' I was reading through some magazines, and came across list of different categories of universities. I thought I should have a good judgement in deciding my future, so yeah.)
Dreams and reality, oh how sickening they can be. How smelly and irritating they are to me. No matter how much I hate them, I still think they could be my friends, friends to help me resolve the problems I'm facing. I think they'll be really efficient as they are 'dreams' and 'reality'. You may think I'm mad saying all these, but don't you think that's the only way out.
Posted on Tuesday, November 8, 2011 @ 2:53 PM
