And yet, I now sit in the beginning of my "adult" life, looking..
searching for answers I'm not even sure I'll ever find. And why? It
is because somewhere.. down the line.. when I grew up.. someone
clipped the wings that let me soar through the clouds and forget all
the "real responsibilities I have". At some point, I was taught the
meaning of science.. disbelief.. and anything that would destroy the
very things that a child holds so dear.. their dreams.
We can look around.. see inside a person's body and explain why it
works, and how matter can be neither created, nor destroyed. We see
a burst of light in the sky, disassembling it to a flurry of chemical
compounds, being ionized by the flame. Too much have we learned, that
we can look upon anything and not see it's wonder.. it's beauty. We
have forgotten how to believe.. or perhaps, we have simply forgotten
how to dream of something greater.
Although I have looked on much in my life.. I take this quote, from a
book in a game.. that banality, the thing that destroys our dreams and
lets us take all wonderment from life away. "...Banality prompts a
jaded parent to destroy a child's belief in Santa Claus and the Easter
Bunny. It forces a talented student to lay aside his dreams of
becoming a great writer or musician in favor of joining the work
force because his advisors counsel him to make "realistic" decisions
about his future."
It is this, that I wish to plead to all of you.. this horrible
banality that would take away hope, and wonderment.. for you to fight
with all your soul. Each of us, has our dreams.. and no matter how
unrealistic they may seem, they can become reality. If only in our
sleeping beds.. for a fleeting moment.. that we experience this
culmination of human spirit. It cannot be lost, fought or disbelieved.
If you help someone who is 6, 16, 36, 56, or 86.. to remember the boy
on the hillside who held a wooden sword playing pirate games.. or the
little girl, spinning in her living room with a makeshift tutu, you
have done them more good than you or they can ever know.
Please.. friends.. strangers.. anyone who reads these words. Do
not let yourself or anyone ever give up their dreams. To let them go
is to let go one of the most unique, and precious gifts of humankind.
Dare to dream. And live every day as if it were your last.. because
one day, it will be.
Another soul, hoping to help others to remember their spirit,
Kevin Takeda
Ontario, Canada
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Please, do not feel compelled to spread these words. If you believe
I am a dreamer, with my head in the clouds, delete this without a
second thought. If you pass these words along, it is just as good to
me.
