be the dream
was he waging a losing battle ? fighting against all the odds. it was his dream. he didn't know if he could let it go ? he was not sure if it was that important at all, his dream .. his thought whatever one could call it. was it so important that he had to resist to live the life of a normal human being as defined within the borders of his society. what is dream after all, a figment of an imagination ... an illusion of the mind probably ... formed in an instant by some irrational reaction to a abnormal event ... dreams , is it worth the sacrifice ? is satisfaction of ones own personal selfish dreams above human relationships really a solution ? he had no answers.
he didn't have an option. he didn't know if he had an option. he didn't know if he could have an option.
what did the conflict within him arise from ? from what really ? he underestimated the impact of the overwhelming influence one can have from his peers. to conform. to be normal. not be an outlier.
he took the seat at the restaurant .. he looked at it from his window always. mite restaurant , seemed good sushi. never tried it. bathing in the warm sunshine his eyes were on the small little boy in front of him trying to ride a bicycle. if only he could be as ignorant as the small boy and life be so simple as the bicycle .. he would start over a thousand times everytime he fell of the bicycle.
it was a sacrifice. he didn't understand who is making the sacrifice. him. them. if only knew it would be easier. he was on the verge of making the jump into the league ... something that he always ever wanted. change the world. he was not satisfied with incremental progress in non consequential domain. he was just away from grasping the opportunity that can change the world. how long could he fight the feeling inside him.
a voice interrupted him , "can i get you something , have you decided on what you want to eat ?". he smiled. he had no clue actually. he smiled sheepishly and replied "how does one know what one wants ? ".... "you look lost and maybe you don't know what you want, but truly you knew it before even coming here ... look within yourself and you will find it , just be it." she replied.
he didn't have an option. he didn't know if he had an option. he didn't know if he could have an option.
what did the conflict within him arise from ? from what really ? he underestimated the impact of the overwhelming influence one can have from his peers. to conform. to be normal. not be an outlier.
he took the seat at the restaurant .. he looked at it from his window always. mite restaurant , seemed good sushi. never tried it. bathing in the warm sunshine his eyes were on the small little boy in front of him trying to ride a bicycle. if only he could be as ignorant as the small boy and life be so simple as the bicycle .. he would start over a thousand times everytime he fell of the bicycle.
it was a sacrifice. he didn't understand who is making the sacrifice. him. them. if only knew it would be easier. he was on the verge of making the jump into the league ... something that he always ever wanted. change the world. he was not satisfied with incremental progress in non consequential domain. he was just away from grasping the opportunity that can change the world. how long could he fight the feeling inside him.
a voice interrupted him , "can i get you something , have you decided on what you want to eat ?". he smiled. he had no clue actually. he smiled sheepishly and replied "how does one know what one wants ? ".... "you look lost and maybe you don't know what you want, but truly you knew it before even coming here ... look within yourself and you will find it , just be it." she replied.
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