I live in a dream world that my daughter thinks is absurd. She says I'm out of touch with reality and I thank goddess that I am. If it wasn't for my mystical nature I would have given up on life long ago, and I imagine I am not the only artist who feels this way.
In an effort to cope with the world, we create other realms that serve as our true home. Without this arbitrary north star, we can remain shattered and lost forever.
The world needs more dreamers to dream of things that never were. They are the pillars of life that give us a taste of the more that exists beyond fear and convention.
Dreamers have a way of bringing out the mystical in everyone; inspiring deeper thoughts, reflective conversations and opportunities to step out of the mundane. They show you what it means to live on the other side of fear, where all the magic lies, by riding the razor's edge and taking the jump before thought kicks in.
To others we may look strange but they are captivated nonetheless. There is something quite delicious about a person who is turned on and tuned into life. It is a rare art that most people have yet to master.
My efforts may come to naught, but I'd rather see and experience life as I want it to be than to live the limited reality that others are so accustomed to: where every day basically mirrors the one before, and any hope for a brighter tomorrow lies in the dream of winning the lottery. No thanks. I'll pass.
Let me be fully immersed in the moments while steadily moving towards my goals (lofty as they are), and should none of them come to fruition, well at least I was courageous enough to try. And if this is the only day and only moment I've got left, at least I can die knowing that I dared to dream.
Sometimes I end up in wonderful places, sometimes I crash and burn, but the day I stop following my impulses is the day I end up like "them". I can't even think of a worse fate.
I may look like a fool to those without big enough balls to follow their heart's desire, but I wouldn't trade my inner world and creative freedom for their illusion of external security on this day or any day.
They are caged while I am free.
And I'm the foolish one?
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