𝘐𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦
𝘐𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵
𝘐𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘐𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮.

People say do not waste time on dreams.
It’s a mistake, it’s an 𝙚𝙍𝙧𝙍𝙧𝙧𝙧𝙍𝙧𝙤𝙧 with that rolling R that I got and for which sometimes I have been laughed and other times I have been told it is “cute”. So, to me it is an eRRoR eRrRor erRror, standing prRoud on my scratching rR.

We have to follow our dreams, we do.
“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘓𝘢𝘥𝘺?” You might say.
“𝘈 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘓𝘢𝘥𝘺? 𝘈 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺”

“Oh no, world, Oh no gentlemen, You do not understand, you do not get it, don’t you see it?
The 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢, the one with the capital D, which is personal and preciously ours, well, you have to spot it, you have to caress it, understand it, peel its layers, caress its skin, understand its every fold and where it would lead. You have to spend time on it, you have to FEEL it. Feel it in your veins, in your heart, in your barefoot runs, you have to hear its whispers in the night before you get your sleep.
The true Dream is the one in name of which you would give up every other dream, it is the one for which you are ready to disk, to dive. The capital D one is the one for which you are ready to give up little comfortable things in name of what could be. So how much will you ever be realised if you don’t go for that Dream? To live knowing you could try and you did not, wouldn’t it be something that will come to you, in your life over and over, any time things get heavy, to whisper to you “what if” ?

Then, at the light of this the question if we should pursue it sounds different, it has a different taste. But it has to be the D one, not a comfortable one, not a casual one, it needs understanding ourselves, not every dream is the Dream.

Then not pursuing it would be to subconsciously follow it forever, would end up in actually following it like a chimera, it would be like trying without trying, condemned to fail and have a small drop of poison in our soul.
Not pursuing it would be to go for it without riding the white horse, without the wind in our face. Because if you go for the TRUE Dream, then you can’t lose, because even riding the horse forever would be to have it to conquer it, to Live.

People say do not waste time on dreams.
It’s a mistake, it’s an eRrRrrrRror with that rolling R that I got and for which sometimes I have been laughed and other times I have been told it is “cute”. So, to me it is an eRRoR eRrRor erRror, standing prRoud on my scratching rR.

We have to follow our dreams, we do.
“What are you saying you sweet lil Lady?” You might say.
“A dream, lil Lady? A dream is by definition a dream. You are naif dreamy lady”.

“Oh no, world, Oh no gentlemen, You do not understand, you do not get it, don’t you see it?
The Dream, the one with the capital D, which is personal and preciously ours, well, you have to spot it, you have to caress it, understand it, peel its layers, caress its skin, understand its every fold and where it would lead. You have to spend time on it, you have to FEEL it. Feel it in your veins, in your heart, in your barefoot runs, you have to hear its whispers in the night before you get your sleep.
The true Dream is the one in name of which you would give up every other dream, it is the one for which you are ready to disk, to dive. The capital D one is the one for which you are ready to give up little comfortable things in name of what could be. So how much will you ever be realised if you don’t go for that Dream? To live knowing you could try and you did not, wouldn’t it be something that will come to you, in your life over and over, any time things get heavy, to whisper to you “what if” ?

Then, at the light of this the question if we should pursue it sounds different, it has a different taste. But it has to be the D one, not a comfortable one, not a casual one, it needs understanding ourselves, not every dream is the Dream.

Then not pursuing it would be to subconsciously follow it forever, would end up in actually following it like a chimera, it would be like trying without trying, condemned to fail and have a small drop of poison in our soul.
Not pursuing it would be to go for it without riding the white horse, without the wind in our face. Because if you go for the TRUE Dream, then you can’t lose, because even riding the horse forever would be to have it to conquer it, to Live.

By
“That Rumbling Whisper in Me”
“That wild invisible kitty and dragon girl in me”