Should I Dream or Accept Reality? A question we all have faced. An unavoidable moment that defines all our lives at some point.
Dreaming is easy as a kid, we skip through the ether, fantasizing about all the impossible- possibilities of life. Day Dreams are the wonderful companion never too busy to play with us, and night time Dreams are so powerful even our Imagination finds new ways in which to surprise itself. As kids we don't separate Reality and Dreams, but experience them as one in the same. But then we get older and at some point we allow others doubt to cause us to separate the two.
Reality becomes the older companion that tells us that we need to move on from Dreams, and wake up. The Dreams tell us to focus on them, to and block out the voice of Reality and listen instead to its whispers of all the amazing possible-impossibilities we can still experience. But Reality's voice is hypnotic, and a powerful distraction from the fantasy created by our Dreams. It's voice drones in our ears, shaking us into consciousness and making us forget what we were Dreaming about in the first place, until our Dreams are left with no choice but to become freedom fighters against Reality, and its rules of conformity.
Our Dreams stand atop podiums, shaking their fists as they give speeches to try and remind us of the things we allowed ourselves to forget from our childhood. They urge and implore us to find the courage to outcast ourselves and follow them once again.
Reality fights back using fear mongering, planting seeds of doubt towards the freedom fighting Dreams. They label them as deviant and unruly, childish and impractical, and instead entice us with the wonderful distraction that is the pursue of happiness through money and material gain. But Distraction is really a drug that Reality drips slowly into our veins until we don't even realise that we've become addicted, always wanting more. And the more of the drug we accept the more it clouds our minds and senses, drowning out the visions of the Dreams we once had, and beating any rebellious voices back into subconsciousness.
Those obsessed with Dreaming shy away from the drug of Distraction, to them it smells of monotony and tastes of regret. They refuse to take it and stay awake, but instead madly attempt to slumber.
Those that stay in Reality see the Dreams as fanatics, only fighting to destroy the security and certainty of a realistic life. To them there is only the cold, hard truth of Reality, and Dreaming is for kids.
Life was so much easier as kids, there was no war, no doubt, no conflict, no friction between Dreams and Reality. The doubt people make us feel scares us into wondering whether we're courageous enough to continue to live our Dreams in Reality, but the choice has always been ours, and there is nothing truly stopping us from just letting go of any doubt and allowing ourselves to sink so deep into the Reality of our Dreams that we travel through life like a conscious sleep walker.
Only a fool Dreams with the desire to sleep forever, a wise man brings his Dreams into Reality and therefore makes Reality his Dreams.