We work and work and work for this falsity of an American dream and ideals of what being successful means in society that are...At the end of the day...Meaningless.
We forget to do the things that make us happy, that fill our hearts and souls and mind like goblets sloshing over the shining rim because we become so overwhelmed by the grind. The grind that people tell us we must do, we must be to be a functioning member in society. To be considered normal.
We miss out on so much because we work so hard to conform, because were self conscious, because being ourselves somewhere along the line was correlated with being weak, because god fucking forbid we show someone we are, because at the end of the day being “normal” is a falsity that we’ve convinced ourselves is the truth, is our truth, because of what is shoved down our throats and put in front of our eyes from the moment we are born.
And we forget who we are and what we want and what makes us grin. What makes us filled with hope and inspiration and all of those happy thoughts. And that’s the real tragedy in life.
Our society that is supposed to be built on companionship and perseverance and hope is the same society that destroys it in our souls, in all human beings. It destroys our passion and our wildness and it is the biggest shame. Please don’t let it happen to you. Don’t let life slip through your fingers like quick sand, because if you never venture out from the shiny path laid out before you then you will never find your wind.
