Thursday, 13 September 2007

when hope becomes tiring?

A quote pops into mind, i feel obliged to share:

"It's not the despair... I can take the despair. It's the hope I can't stand." John Cleese's outburst in '80s movie 'Clockwise' probably resonates one of the main challenges to dreams. Dream is hinged on hope. I think that makes the last blog complete.

Wednesday, 12 September 2007

sleep, sweet sleep: lies, lies, lies

After so much calls from people who care, i have been able to get around my sleeping problem. I tried everything possible. I even tried drinking white wine(mine that thing was bitter o), but it kind of gave a different feeling, so i might be encouraged to make it a habit.( na wa ooo, ow person deyyy grow). I have been advised to consider red wine as well( i will gist you how that went). By the way i guzzled a whole cup of that white wine, slowly but surely.

Jayce, a new friend on my blog, made a statement i have been deliberating on for the better part of the last two weeks. She noted i should not be afraid to dream oooo. Thinking about the word dream, i couldn't help but think of one of the many few men on the earth, Tommy Barnet. He was the famous man who went all out to build the dream centre in California. He made a statement that corresponds to my belief, all along. He noted that the most important thing in the life cycle of a dream is it being kept alive by its dreamer. I concluded that every dream has an intrinsic ability to fulfil itself. The the most important obligation you owe to your dream therefore is to keep it alive. Bearing this in mind, i could not help but reminisce on my desire to just have a set of corporate partners that will understand what it takes to be truly free, by freely yoking themselves with strong value driven responsibilities.

Still on dreams, another word popped in"Fear". We all have fears, unfortunately very few of us are actually brave enough to own up to them while some people just chose to dwell in the reality of that fear. Our fears range from the far extreme, yet obvious fear of unaccomplished dreams to the fear of poverty or insignificance. It is unbelievable what people's fears are. I know someone who is so afraid to live true to her genetic coding, she prays, fast, confesses every other day not to be like her mother. Her mother was wonderful, but she could be better if she wouldn't just do some things. Some peoples fear could be the possibility of being ordinary(Now that one is a funny one and a little far in between: who wants to be exceptional again this days, people just want to be comfortable). Anyways it is almost impossible to separate peoples fears from their dreams.

The genesis of peoples feras as well makes for an inrteresting reading. These ranges from genetic makeup to cultural upbringing. Some peoples fears even stems from their first relationships, especially those 1983-1987 girls (please pardon me girls). How many times have i heard those girls say things like i don't like men( of course you should be liking boys not men yet). Some people's fears even stems from their first marriage, the sense of insignificance instilled in them by that man or woman is far potent than any ambition, or fantasies they could lay hold on as dreams. But any which way this fear has come to be a permanent part of our being, it is. The earlier we recognise its presence and face it, the better for us as individuals and the world at large.

I wouldn't want to stop without talking about lies, they are those things we conjure up just before we sign off for the day, hoping that by sunrise, they will come true. We look around, playing about the events of the days, re-living the good ones and editing the bad ones, hoping the producer will release the edited one. Unfortunately, the released has been released already, the only choice you have is to do the next series and do it right. We will all want some parts of our lifes edited, we will hope we spoke to jane instead of joan. We will really hope we just went out and never got married. We would hope above every other thing that we married number four instead of number 6. We will hope we took second avenue, instead of third avenue: we just might still have her around. We would hope we insisted she did not go for the party. We would hope......hope......hope...... After a long time, we will realise they are all lies we tell ourselves just to ease the tension of the moment.

Lies, lies, lies they will always come telling us our dreams are just a figment of our imagination. Not bad, if only that imagination becomes a reality.

So i discovered that they are all lies not worthy enough of my sleep. What has been has been, i will make the most of what could be, so it can be. I will do my best and leave the rest. did i hear someone singing that nursey school rhyme?

note please: Abie, Kemi Lawal, don't just be coming to my blog oooo, leave comments ooooo lol