Fears and dreams


Ultimately when you strip down life to the bear necessities, you come to two things about what drives us: Fears and dreams.

We have become so complicated, some might say sophisticated, that we have clothed and added layers of things that disguise our lives from these two drivers.

We talk about fashion, looking good, smelling good, big house, horsepower in a car, processor speed, features, pricing, testimonials, guarantees, and more.

But in fact when you strip all these away you are left with:

Fear: Of being ashamed, feeling stupid, being rejected, being left out, getting hurt, being embarrassed, left alone, dying.

Dreams: Of being seen, being needed, becoming independent, relieving anxiety, becoming powerful, making someone proud, fitting in, seen as special, mattering, taken care of, loved.

Sooner or later, important action taken comes down to fears and dreams.

Bebe Winans sings about “it all boils down to love”, Zonke Dikana sings about the fact that you left and said you will return tomorrow and you never did.

The fear of losing the ones that I care about and that care about me, and the dream of being the greatest I can be for everyone.

The fear of not being enough for the close to you, and the dream of having a connection that matters with the one close to you.

The fear of losing new found hope, and the dream of being good enough for myself.

The fear that my kidney disease or whatever disease will kill me and the dream to share my art with as people as possible.

The fear of relapse and the dream of full recovery, goodbye self harm!

The fear of suicide and the dream to sit on a cloud.

The fear of not forgiving yourself when you fall and the dream of not losing hope and keep trying every time you fall.

The fear of losing my passion to write, and the dream to write and express my inner deep emotions without fear, to write work that matters and connections that matter.

The fear of helplessness and the dream of being happy.

The fear of girls and the dream of falling in love.

The fear of being overwhelmed by the world’s sadness and the dream of a shinning light for those who need it the most.

The fear of falling short of my full potential and the dream of playing a musical instrument.

The fear of being alone and lost in life and the dream to live a selfless life, a life that matters.

The fear of dying and the dream of happiness and fulfilled life.

The fear of life and the dream of life.

When you strip it out all the fancy fantsy and material things we chase everyday, it all boils down to fears and dreams, everything else is background noise.

Dream in colour. Feed your dreams, starve your fears, as far as possible, everyday.



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