I dream therefore I am

I'm a dreamer.Always had,have and always will. I dream of doing great things,big things wonderful things that affect others. But as much courage as I've always had to dare to dream, I was also told bitterly by cynics,by older folks NOT to dream. Before I got to telling them,they dismissed me as naive,young and silly. Since I was a little girl, I dreamed dreamed dreamed of painting a colourless world bursting with rainbows. In my world, nobody got hurt,nobody got hungry and when people were sad,they laughed afterwards. Every fall was meant for a step upwards and every student a teacher later. However at a time when I was wide eyed and starry, suddenly one day the very light in me got snuffed out. For a long time I spiralled back and forth freefalling into this crevice,this unspeakable spectrum where it shone many different reflectors,like a prism. I was a prisoner in this prism. Outside it was reflecting light,it was a solid figure,but inside this prism was really an illusion. A vacumn,nothing. In that period,I became strangled and imprisoned. When the world moved,and people flitted by, I watched like a trapped moth with clipped wings. Cannot fly.

And then I saw glimpses of the sun when I discovered the first tinge of her sun baked rays. Hope grew,and so did passion. In that passion,the dreamer came back in fragmented forms. Slowly,I became the spectre and then with gusto I felt willpower seeping through my soul like an ignited engine. It's laughable to the jaded world that I have this idealistic dream, or dreams of rising above the mundane mediocrity and trying to change it. Change the world,uttered the voice in my head. Paint those rainbows u always wanted.

That is why I still squeal like a pig, jump and dance when it drizzles. Summer rain. Run run run in the beach, be free, be whole,be u.Too many restrictions,rules and codes we adhere to. We don't need a Mr Hyde,because we don't have to be Dr Jekyll. We can be US. Not plastic fantastics,or perfect clones of imagined standards.

I had all these talks with the good people and team supporting my work. "Protect yourself" they say, "You have this very easy loophole of falling into the dark ditches when u don't wear an armour." But who was I supposed to be then, if not myself?

"Too trusting" they say. That is ironic. I don't think I even know that word, all I do know is to Do the right thing, and try my very best to always do it. Otherwise dreams will always be but dreams.

Some of u guys must be wondering if I actually have an affinity or like kids. Actually I've always been dreadfully scared of them. I don't talk the crazy cheesy kiddy language most adults do, nor do I make cutsy faces. I'm like " yo dude,be quiet or u'll disturb me", even when the kid bawls, I'd think of an equal transaction to solve this. " look stud,either u keep quiet and let me listen to the preacher speak or U don't get to play with my cellphone."

It usually works.

:)

As for abused kids. It's sad because they will never be the same again and even through the entire path in their adulthood,they are never the same. So, my dream is to protect even 1,2,or 10.

I dream therefore I am.