Dreams, nightmares, meditation, imagination, pretend, hope, prayer... what's the purpose?
Making up your own mind is finding your own set of stairs, being bright and sharp enough to peer through the infinite ocean of shallow stares. And once you make it, you will see the “latter” for what it really is. Meaningless, meritless and heading no where positive.
Anxiety is your mind trying to open. No amount of social gain will help. Only insight into your impulses and your odyssey to make sense of it. Then, the world is your oyster.
Being a star has nothing to do with money or entertainment value, and everything to do with creating your own fortune. Being bright and sharp on your own, regardless of the nature of your environment. An anomaly. Following your own positive impulses, regardless. And never wavering to the negative impulses or pressure of the physics, vacuums and gravity around you.
“Being inspired is encouraging others to open their minds on their own without pressure. Influencing is discouraging others from doing so, serving as a demonstration leading others to follow their negative impulses for their own false sense of comfort and security.”
I used to look up at the night sky and be in awe of how bright the sun was, until I was convinced the moon was bright on its own. And that is common sense in a nutshell, Plato’s allegory of the cave and how mankind can only see the shadows on the wall, never the figures and depths which create them.
I never understood the human race, until I realized the peer pressure of common sense is just the pace car. And it might feel safe and secure, but I only get one race.
And once you make it, the finish line never ends. You realize that you now relate to the few throughout history who made it. Who taught themselves how to leap the field, and begin to separate from those who chose their lanes, who are forever and eternally crippled with regret after their race is over. And can never again tell you or influence you otherwise.
While the bright few brave enough to go their own way, are showered in a fountain unlike any that can be interpreted, until experienced.
“No one can make up your mind for you, that’s what makes life worth living in the “first place.”