Friday, February 19, 2010

I'm a dreamer, I dream of dreaming.

It's safe to say that some of my fondest memories are those in transit. I've done my greatest thinking, come to the most profound conclusions, and felt the most inspired when my body is moving at rates man was ever meant to move. Because I long to feel the way I do in that state, creative, confident and going; sometimes I have a guilty conscience as if I'm almost always in a removed state dreaming of somewhere more ideal I could be. This is not entirely true, however, as when I'm headed to the least ideal of places I still maintain the romantic sentiment towards the thought of my body being propelled to any port of call. And when I am in the most picturesque of situations, I do not discard them for something more, I embrace them. I have to intertwine myself with the moments that make me feel because sometimes it's not so easy to be reminded why you're who you are. The sights of the stars and the city lights, the sunsets and the red-eyed nights capped with contemplation make certain of the possibilities this world still has for me. When the world is passing by my eyes or under my feet, I lean my head against the window to isolate the issues, close my eyes to feel their weight. The sting of the adult life no one wants to lead is lessened, the stimulation of the rats racing amongst the metropolis is nullified, there are no salesmen selling their sales and I set my sails for sweeter scenery. I exist in a parallel metaphysical universe in which my ideals are not lost in the day-to-day drudgery of the lesser parallel. Said drudgery is jettisoned, rendered an incompetent blur, inconvenient and insignificant. This existential existence; plans and projects, forward-facing and progressive; prospects for the future are paramount to this pensive state. Chasing these fleeting intensely introspective moments, the ones that keep me breathing and ensure blood flowing through these veins, give this life it's intrinsic worth. This movement brings idealism closer and gives me the strength to hold tight to dreams; I'm a dreamer, I dream of dreaming.



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