I no longer measure my dreams by my age, because I spent so much time measuring things by age, I came to places too dry for my sensibility, I ran through fields where I could have reaped the fruits of learning, if I had stopped.
I arrived at the deserted stations where there was still no train ready to depart, there was nothing for me. Because of my age, I was in harsh, linear despair at events I didn’t want to end, much less after living, because I wasn’t prepared for that.
- As I act on my age.
- I let passions pass.
- Believing that they expand and contract according to my future desires.
- I understood in half-hearted conclusions that would have served me all my life.
- Departing from experiences only because of the guilt of living them.
- At a time I considered bad.
I thought the lessons were coming in stages, not experiments, but now I’ve learned that my dreams are ageless, I just want to, have a desire to be nurtured with perseverance, gratitude, enthusiasm and determination, now I don’t see what’s going on. the board, because I know what house I’m in and I’m the one throwing the dice.
Many faces come out, but it falls firmly and safely; What is my attitude towards this dream that I want to continue to address?I’m not afraid to keep playing sleep because I take it more seriously than an imposed obligation.
My dreams are not old, but want to come true, something that is not measured on an identity card, resume or scale of normative development, are measured by the desire to tell the rest of the world that I no longer care if or not I will be able to do them according to my year of birth, are measured by the feeling of emptiness with which I found myself doing what I inadvertently left the chain , and the anguish of not wanting it repeated.
I deny the traditions that I don’t like, the subtle impositions that I fundamentally hate, I kiss them when I feel like it, not when a rice must get to its point, because what counts for my happiness is my rice. pot, the one in my soul.
My dreams have no unreliable foundation because I dreamed them more than I lived in a tangible reality. I have done a mental training for the enjoyment of my dreams, even without being present in my life, because I am a hedonist, I like to enjoy the pleasures of life that imagination can give me.
When my mind shows me a wonderful path in my neural circuits, I feed them so that they never stop producing sparks, and so I am happy and hopeful. It’s a survival strategy that doesn’t denote naivety, but maturity to stop making your life. miserable, even if it’s a small time of day.
I don’t know why other people’s dreams bother you so much, they want you to come down from the cloud when that’s the most wonderful part, I’m determined to achieve them, but I don’t want to miss any of their steps. I am convinced that just as we must enjoy the innocence of childhood, we must savor the aroma of the dream that surrounds our lives, without haste or coercion.
But beware of people who have no desires or hopes, often they will discourage you until they get you to notice the blow with the raw reality, falling so sharply that it seems that there are only consequences, cries and days full of routine and sadness I want to improve them with something else, it is a privilege of my mind that I do not want anyone to take me away.
I don’t want to turn my dream into a nightmare, so it’s necessary to control the times, things related to my maturity and the way the world matures with me, getting there is important, but you don’t need to do it with a despondent look and quick steps. It’s not your dream, it’s your ego that asks you to win the rest and not do what you want.
A person who wants to achieve some truth does not spend a single day probably on how to achieve it: uncertainty, disappointment, sadness; but the void only appears when you give up the fight even if you have strength.
Society does not want people with dreams other than those it tries to impose, and sometimes it can use age as a method of dissuading us and making us abandon the way, but in reality, the worst age is the one that lacks self-knowledge. . At 16 you can feel an existential emptiness and, at 63, an existence in which there is no place for that emptiness.
So stop listening to these people who say you’re not going to be able to accomplish something at your age, which is something like one more step, it shows that people aren’t stratified in stages, but because of desires that make us feel more willing to live than others, as we are prepared or not. If you do what you want, you’ll leave others unansed and you’ll have enough.
If you leave, you will strengthen your arguments to keep your dream come true: to dismember the authentic and vivid dreams you see in others. They are victims of reality: because they could not dream, neither did they. know how to live.