Thoughts on a Dreamer

One could come to the conclusion that the life of a dreamer is spent in vain, that the desire to find oneself inside one’s self is the epitome of vanity, the mark of a sick soul. On the contrary, it’s this sort of willful person who sacrifices for an ideal, the ideal of wholly knowing oneself, who has the most potential for love and obedience to a higher duty. This sort of person stands for themselves and is alone. If this strength of character is punishable to the extreme by individuals of good sense only because the stance is rooted in pride and rebellion, vices that are likewise punishable by God, it is the result not of a morally inept person but actually caused by a society that not only frowns upon but punishes the courage of a lone individual to the extreme, like a murderer, who seeks a unique independence of life between the socialization of childhood and the absolute submission to authority rule in adulthood - this small space of peace and searching only to find a truth of existence free from religious indoctrination, the submission of self required by adult society, and police-like supervision from peers. The very pursuit leaves one without a definite sense of self or principle of action where one can in one’s own mind be righteous and morally upright. Society lacks a conscience for such people who, through complying with promptings from a higher reality than they, threaten foundations predicated upon controlling the masses. This and the awkward point of view that God would never forsake the just and upright (who the defeated dreamer does not appear to resemble) leave the dreamer susceptible to any and every type of condemnation, leaving what was once a pure soul spiteful and loathing.-- -- --The world is threatened by a consummating war that could exterminate us all. Not only nuclear war but a war that has been going on since the conception of man, between good and evil, that is in my mind not predetermined, and where evil is currently prevailing. It’s a place where hatred and prejudice’s reign, despite enlightenment efforts, has not lessened one iota. Here, where even God seems to turn from our desolate state, does not the hope of humanity, or at least a fleeting thought of hope, lie in these very innocent whose dreams and souls are corrupted by our hand? Now, indeed, all are guilty and we feel the effects. Hasn’t the inherent goodness of humanity, it’s secret and unnameable strength, also been corrupted? Likewise made sick from science? Are not these dreamers reflections of humanity as a whole, the living manifestation of our sickness? Half of the US commutes to computers yet we would judge those we consider to be not accepting of reality. The porn industry, the movie industry, the gaming industry, feed us superficial and generalized portrayals of a life we’ve long ago ceased to know anything about and it’s this combined effect of civilization, this softening and perversion of our spirits, that has inversely “…made mankind if not more bloodthirsty, at least more vilely, more loathsomely bloodthirsty.” (Dostoevsky) and, as a rule, exponentially more hateful in our combined sense of worthless mediocrity. Let’s not hate those who differ from ourselves.

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Very interesting reading. I just wish it were paragraphed. I wonder if you are a young person or not. Also, have you read Steppenwolf by Herman Hesse?

Personally, I think the world needs more dreamers, now more than ever, but we do tend to kill them instead.

Beautiful. The essence of life. To dream is to live. I am not a daughter, sister, student, American, human; I am only a dreamer. I am not a label, I am my mind. I do not have to conform to fit the roles that others have applied to me in their minds, I am free and there is nothing anyone can do about it. If you wish to know the thoughts of God than think. If you wish to know the universe you must first know yourself. I feel a minute sense of pity for those who die and have never really lived, but then again it's all part of the plot.

Good post. Dreamers are the real source of positive vibrations(energy) and peace in this world, everyone else has forgotten their even human and have become absorbed into their own egos to the detriment of their fellow beings. Until we have some kind of mass awakening,(I am not holding my breath) things will stay much the same. But I can dream of what it would be like....and it is good that "I am not the only one..." Thanks buddy. Here's to hoping the worst of us have a dream of a world that could be....and act on it.

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Yeah, relatively young. And I've skimmed through Hesse's Steppenwolf. One of the best writers I've come across.

...speaking of which. I just came across:

"What constitutes a real, live human being is more of a mystery than ever these days, and men - each one of whom is a valuable, unique experiment on the part of nature - are shot down wholesale."
-Hesse