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who cares? not even the carebears care!
Friday, December 29, 2006…sisinghot lang uli ako.
I used to think that Peter Pan will come for me…Proof is that I always kept our bedroom windows open. But after so many years of waiting, no Peter Pan came. I have come (now) to realize that there are some things that I better keep (hidden) in the rich world of my imagination. Like my Mom used to tell me, I shouldn't dream too much…wait let me rephrase that, I shouldn't fantasize too much.
But is it really too much? I am ignorant in measuring the extent of this REALITY. It sucks to even think that there are limits to what we must do, when the world beyond what we have here is Limitless. How cruel can it get to be talked out of your fantasy? Very. When doing so doesn't hurt anyone, it hurts to be told that you better keep yourself in the realms of this world. This world where no Peter Pans and Mermaids ever exist. Darn! I won't let that happen to my only child. As a mother, I'd keep her open to a lot of things. I wouldn't want her confined to what the norms want. She can dream all she wants. Her soul be free of things that will make her confuse. And, be able to appreciate the things that only a child can. That doesn't mean I will let her make a weirdo out of herself. I will just show her that a little imagination won't hurt. That it is fine to let go of the pressures of this world for even a short time and live in her secret place. Her solace. Her sanctuary. She can be a normal person afterwards. Play with the games of this world. Be a real player. Lose sometimes, but never lose hope of recovery. Achieve. And dream. There's always that nagging sense to dream. I am a dreamer. I want her to be too. If that won't mess her life. She must have a choice. I won't bug her into trying things out my way. I've been through that under my Mother's wings. It's enough. She won't have to go through that.
Oh well, I am supposed to finish something.
I better hit the screen.
Till next time.
Previous Comments
you got that right adam. i really don’t understand the prejudice for those who dream BIG. like it’s a crime of some sort. Well, i believe that when Dreaming is Free, then perhaps I should indulge myself with that. hehehe…and besides, why must one be judge because of the dreams he weaves for himself? i just don’t get it? but then again, who cares if i care about the carebears and Peter Pan? definitely those who also have their own aggressive imaginations hiding somewhere. afraid they leak, and them be judged. awshucks!
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I scoff at people who insist on separating the realm of fantasy from the supposedly real world. The more enlightened understand that the fabric between both dimensions is gossamer thin. So thin in fact that fantasies often have real world consequences, and what happens in the real world affects fantasies as well. A good friend of mine, in a moment of utter wisdom, once said, “Gutom sa pag-gawa, ang busog sa panaginip”. May your daughter be as much a dreamweaver as you are. Happy new year!
Posted by Adam Mordo at December 29, 2006, 11:32 am