Perhaps life became so heavy on us when we stopped setting our dreams free. With every step we took deeper into the field of maturity, we denied ourselves the right, freedom, and desire to dream and to color our dreams. We grew up and started rejecting anything unfamiliar, deliberately turning our backs on imagination, on beauty. And maybe we even stare at beauty so intently that our eyes nearly overflow with it, yet we fail to grasp it.I know life has cast its shadows and burdens upon us—daily worries, routine tasks, material goals, and news broadcasts filled with the world's misery. News of wars, hunger, and fragmentation weigh so heavily on our chests that our vision blurs, our minds cloud, and we almost believe that speaking of beauty, joy, love, and art is somehow unfit for our times.We look at the dreamers, those who have survived all this weight, with a hint of mockery, dismissing their words. We walk among them, saying, "They are naive, and one day life will teach them to shed the veil of these false dreams." We wait to see them fall in line with us, the so-called rational ones who have left no room for imagination because it’s "inappropriate."Yet imagination is one of humanity's greatest tools to overcome suffering. It's like a secret door that opens onto a hidden garden overlooking infinity—the infinity of possibilities and wishes. But we choose to close that door, shutting off our last breath of fresh air, our only escape.Happy endings are not something shameful or inappropriate. It doesn’t harm us to watch movie characters end up happy; there’s no harm in letting a bit of idealism and pure happiness slip into our lives every now and then. I find myself drawn to art that puts everything in its rightful place, to simple love, quiet stories, heroes who save the world where no one dies or suffers, to a fairy who grants wishes without hesitation, to love at first sight. But our generation is pushed relentlessly toward excessive realism, so we’ve come to prefer only stories that bring the world’s misery to our screens, novels where every character suffers, because we can no longer bear to taste happiness to its fullest, even in imagination.
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Dream on @loyaltea may all your dreams come true. Don't let life transform you or kill your ambitions and dreams.
Thank you! Your words mean a lot. I won't give up on my dreams!
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