It’s a sad day when you find out that it’s not accident or time or fortune, but just yourself that kept things from you.
On days like today, quotes like that provide the conviction and discipline I lack more often than I’d prefer.
And is that not the truest, saddest tragedy? At the end of the day, it’s more often our own fault for lost dreams and broken hope.
In an industrial society which confuses work and productivity, the necessity of producing has always been an enemy of the desire to create.
For all the great qualities America possesses, there are several devastating deficiencies. Let me be blunt: America is the land of conformity, not creativity. We preach individuality one moment, and mock those who look, talk, or act different. It’s okay to be an individual as long as you’re the same as everyone around you.
It’s our own fault for lost dreams and broken hope. As youth, we hold to an idealized vision of our future, but as age and societal pressures grow, we let that dream evaporate. It’s no wonder aging is so stigmatized; growing older is synonymous with growing up. However, growing up means not just aging, but letting go of “foolish” ideas and wishes of our youth. The Great American Tragedy is this idea of Growing Up and all the dreams and potential that could have been.
Because we live in a society of could have been’s. Enter Mid-Life Crisis, stage left.
But maybe, just maybe, if we realize it’s OK to hold on to our silly hopes and dreams, then we can face the tomorrow, or the next year with bright anticipation of the potential accomplishments ahead.
But, despite the media and social norms, it’s ultimately your choice. Your doubt and fears can hold you back, or you can choose to remove your own worst obstacle, you.
Ladies and gentlemen, that’s true individualism realized.
P.S. It’s become a bit of a tradition for me to leave you with some music, and I will not disappoint! I think this song relatively fits the topic above. Not to mention this is a great music video: