"If you're haunting a dream, you might miss the beauty in front of you…"What a beautiful quote… So real, so painfully true…
Sometimes in life you build all your life around one dream, whether it was on the career level, the family level or the personal (intimate) level, that you entirely attach yourself to that dream while other dreams, possible ones, easier ones and maybe even "better" ones are there, waiting for you to grab them!
Sometimes also, that dream causes you to lose the others… It causes you to fixate on achieving it with all your will and might, heart and efforts that you might end up achieving nothing!
Sometimes, and this is the hardest part, that dream that you have been waiting to come true, fighting for, giving it your time, effort, love, and emotions, ends up being nothing worth it or maybe even worse: it ends up breaking you from the inside and depriving you from your soul and hopes…
Therefore, always look inside of you for answers yet never forget to look in front of you to know where you are heading… And think about this: a dream that needs too much haunting might not really be the dream that you need to achieve!
Sometimes also, that dream causes you to lose the others… It causes you to fixate on achieving it with all your will and might, heart and efforts that you might end up achieving nothing!
Sometimes, and this is the hardest part, that dream that you have been waiting to come true, fighting for, giving it your time, effort, love, and emotions, ends up being nothing worth it or maybe even worse: it ends up breaking you from the inside and depriving you from your soul and hopes…
Therefore, always look inside of you for answers yet never forget to look in front of you to know where you are heading… And think about this: a dream that needs too much haunting might not really be the dream that you need to achieve!
3 comments:
Very touching, so sad yet so hopeful at the same time.
It's like a golden notse from a plucked harp string causing crystal glasses to sing. your words are the golden notes and i am the crystal glass.
Bleak times for black dreams.
Black and no other colour, why? Because a black dream is red inside.
Black dreams are the White paper of this bloody inside, you can dream a happy-black dream, or some other one.
But what is that you miss the most in that?
A reciprocal relationship with a quadruple-intelligent living organism because a dream without this quadruple-etc.... will become unfortunately suicidal in the real term and the literary one.
Life is now a "Prison" divided in series watched by as many people-machines as your bandwith could hold. The body becomes the dream, and the Dream an illusion, or vice versa?
Don't you feel Reality isn't what it used to be like before, when we were kids?, something at this mid-age of mid-adulthood can never catch anymore.
One thing is for sure, every little brain is using a white lame pretending he'll cut out whatever it bothers him from the inside, he ends up watching his own bloodbath, directed by his laughing-friends sitting behind their webcams.
You say, what all this have to do with Dreams? and the post the Author put online which probably she'll be the only one reading, as one watches over every move its baby does, Baby! Hahaha
Well, it's simple, you are born with the ability to foresee, forefeel and the race is constant according to how much you are capable to follow this little-red-tiny-black-head of yours that YOU alone can understand and end up, in nowhere which is somewhere, and here it is, chasing dreams becomes a sniper job in order to succeed.
"Don't you feel Reality isn't what it used to be like before, when we were kids?, something at this mid-age of mid-adulthood can never catch anymore."
I do agree...
Anonymous... Really deep... Loved ur comment... Do I know u?
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