'The belief that anything we can imagine, we can make it real.'
You may think of it as an ultimate truth. But I like to call it a hype that is created by those trumps who like being sounded as rationalists and progressives. They are the ones who enjoy naming and seemingly discovering things. I however settle on the belief that it is already there. This can be no more than a branding strategy for a business. Well, let me fill you..
I see myself believing in myself as an offbeat being, peculiar. I also see my girlfriend believing in herself as an idol of affinity. I watch my friends believing in themselves as levelheaded organisms. I observe my parents believing in themselves as pledged pegions. I see my boss believing in himself as an urban tycoon. I see my coworkers believing in themselves as solubles, know- it - alls, hotshots. Does every thought need to be constituted of these memoirs of one's surrounding in the name of positivity and peace? or is there some more, unneeded, undesired?
and here's the nostalgia...
Do I sound phony if i become a regular guy? an average human?
Is it faulty to think my girlfriend as a tadpole of hatred and lust?
Am I spurious to think my acclaimed rational friends as impulsive and insecure humans?
Do I be misleading if i see my parents as breach crows who are waiting their sow to seed them?
Am I mistaken to acuse my boss of being a dependent, bankrupt, supplicant lazarus who puts me into fire everytime i am loyal to him?
Am I distorted to say that my co workers are all those meek, unsure, insecure and tiny beings who appreciate even a poop because it looks gold?
I dont want to live and think like a pseudo human. I dont like to carry these double standards which i wear everytime I breathe. Where am i supposed to thrive?
