What dreams are relevant anymore? Your dreams? My own? What is rational and what is complete fantasy and who dictates which is which? I ponder these questions as I am sure many of you do. How can we not when we are fed such bullshit as children and only really start learning the realities as adults. I would even venture to say that half my college years I still feverishly believed that if I completed four years of college some magical door would open and a hand would guide me to my dream job. Wife, family, success, and happiness would then follow because that was the dream we were fed in the 90s and on into the 2000s. It is funny how reality strikes you as soon as the golden spoon falls from your lip and hits that pearly white floor with all of its contents.
It started with the idea that “YES, you can be anything you want to be in life even President of the United States!” That pep talk got me pumped and motivated till I realized that did not apply to me… I was adopted. As my hopes and dreams of world conquest went down the drain so too did my respect for Ms. Nancy (what political science book had she read?) and the vicious trap she had set for me. How dare she tell me a lie, wait for me to create a dream, and then provide me the very book that provided the answer that brought that dream crashing down! Little did I know that she was but the first of many to try and feed me bullshit by the spoon.
“Buy two and get one free!” Yes!!! But wait!!! You also have to buy a large drink, a large French fry, and dance in our commercial with the singing panda for free. WTF just happened?!? I really wouldn’t be surprised if this ever happened one day. I mean seriously, when did a “deal” become a hook to get your ass in a store? Everyone is a liar these days! And I still get upset if my hamburger doesn’t look like, taste like, and smell like I imagined when seeing your commercials. It is really upsetting when I spend the time to drive my small little Camry, with two car seats in the back, all the way to your side of town just for the super delicious burgers I have been waiting for all morning and part of the afternoon only to find out that the burger tastes like shit because Paul got in a fight with Cindy after finding out Cindy was sleeping with Paul’s brother. Great let’s just walk all over my dreams today people! With army boots!
We go to school for all those years, too many years of being in the same classroom with dumbasses. You know I honestly think my intelligence began to recede somewhere around grades 9 – 11. I seriously felt the dam backing up and knowledge spilling over the side because of all the useless chatter I had to hear each and every awful day. Memories… noooo! Scotch helps…
We go to school for all those years and for what? So we can find out that most of those dreams aren’t real. We find out that the police officer we wanted to be is probably a horrible idea, they only make 50K on average and get little compensation for a bullet in the ass. You realize that not everyone is equal, looks and even your name DO matter, and not everyone gets the same opportunities. You soon understand that sometimes your opinions aren’t wanted at all and that not everyone is of equal intelligence. Sometimes you find out that your dream job isn’t waiting and that things don’t go as planned. Just doing everything right doesn’t stop an external factor from causing you harm and that is a harsh reality of life. Some of us learn that the corporate world… it is just High School all over again. Instead of the football team, cheerleaders, nerds, in-crowd, teachers, and the Principle you have the basic equivalent just with different labels. We are all numbered sheep.
But it isn’t all bad and the people that break the mold are the ones that are happy. I am beginning to realize this, even as I put on my “work clothes” which are actually just like my everyday clothes, and make my lunch for the day. Sometimes we do what we “must” so that we can do what we like… what we love. I believe nothing is a waste of time as long as you are progressing or working towards a future goal. I had a feeling this was going to be a rather long post, I could really keep going forever on this topic but I won’t. I am going to cut it off shortly and finish by saying that I have come to realize that dreams aren’t all bullshit. But they must be realistic and that the realism behind them can be defined by you because it is your life. If you think something is a possibility and others think it is a complete waste of time you then have to draw your own lines of conclusion and conviction as to what you think is the right choice. There were many that thought this website was a waste of time when I started it in January… all the way till about May. Not many think it is a dream anymore.
- Dreams – Cutting through the Bullshit (aopinionatedman.com)
- On Bullshit (leaveinanorderlyfashion.wordpress.com)
- how to live (frisicchio.wordpress.com)
- Fairytale Bullshit (esnguyen.wordpress.com)