The Dream, Is It Me?

My dreams may define who I am, but lately, I’ve been asking if they should. Do I hold on to them because of the time I invested, and the dread of thinking I’ll have wasted too much of my life on them? Or is there something deeper?

What if my dreams were to be an astronaut, a doctor, a teacher, or a famous singer? Should I go for them? I guess there is still that slim chance that i could fulfill them. But what if I want to be the President of the United States? I lack one critical thing. Being born american or even having an american citizenship. Who knows, perhaps the laws will lighten up for me to be one. But if I’m 100% illegible to be the President, does that mean I give up on my dream to be it even though I’d be doomed to failure? To nail it down to impossible, what if I want to be … another nationality by birth, be born a dog or live in 400 B.C. ? Where do you draw the line between a dream that should be given up, and one that you let live or nurture?

It’s been several weeks now and I think I’m opening up to the idea of changing my dreams if not letting them die. At first, the thought of it was making me bitter. If I were to compare this process to the Kübler-Ross model then I definitely didn’t notice the Denial part. I know there was a time of anger and even a little bit of depression. There could have been the bargaining stage, but I don’t remember it. I think I’m in the acceptance stage.

The dreams may change to something a little more tangible as something that I alone can do. Such as writing a book. By a non-author, good or bad, it’s at least tangible.

Perhaps the frustration and invisible resistance that I have received so far is loose evidence that my current path is not intended for me. Like trying to continue to go through the closed opportunity door. I could still go through it but not without much hardship, frustration, and pain when in the end, it would fulfill me more to try another door for a totally different dream that was evidently my true fate. I’m not in this for happiness, I’m in it for Joy [1]. Resisting my fate will cause frustration, even if I don’t know what the path is. I won’t truly experience joy unless I’m walking in Him and following the path He’s leading me in.

Some may say I’m giving up. I’m coming to realize that should I fulfill my dream, or not, that when I die, I can’t take them with me. I’m sure Mozart cares little about his masterpieces now that he’s been dead for a few centuries now.

Let the dreams take care of themselves, I shall focus on more important things.

1. A Church on the Rock Podcast by Dave Overholt. Message entitled Unfinished Masterpiece: JOY.

The Great Dictator

I must have listened to this about 50 times now. Not only do I absolutely love the music from Hans Zimmer, but the message of the speech is just as moving.

 

I’m sorry but I don’t want to be an Emperor, that’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible, Jew, gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another, human beings are like that. We all want to live by each other’s happiness, not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone and the earth is rich and can provide for everyone.

The way of life can be free and beautiful. But we have lost the way.

Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate;
has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed.

We have developed speed but we have shut ourselves in:
machinery that gives abundance has left us in want.
Our knowledge has made us cynical,
our cleverness hard and unkind.
We think too much and feel too little:
More than machinery we need humanity;
More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness.

Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.

The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men, cries out for universal brotherhood for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me I say “Do not despair”.

The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress: the hate of men will pass and dictators die and the power they took from the people, will return to the people and so long as men die [now] liberty will never perish. . .

Soldiers: don’t give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you and enslave you, who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel, who drill you, diet you, treat you as cattle, as cannon fodder.

Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men, machine men, with machine minds and machine hearts. You are not machines. You are not cattle. You are men. You have the love of humanity in your hearts. You don’t hate, only the unloved hate. Only the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers: don’t fight for slavery, fight for liberty.

In the seventeenth chapter of Saint Luke it is written:
“The kingdom of God is within man”
Not one man, nor a group of men, but in all men; in you, the people.

You the people have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness. You the people have the power to make life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy let’s use that power, let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give you the future and old age and security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power, but they lie. They do not fulfil their promise, they never will. Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to fulfil that promise. Let us fight to free the world, to do away with national barriers, do away with greed, with hate and intolerance. Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness.

Soldiers! In the name of democracy, let us all unite!

. . .

Look up! Look up! The clouds are lifting, the sun is breaking through. We are coming out of the darkness into the light. We are coming into a new world. A kind new world where men will rise above their hate and brutality.

The soul of man has been given wings, and at last he is beginning to fly. He is flying into the rainbow, into the light of hope, into the future, that glorious future that belongs to you, to me and to all of us. Look up. Look up.