Saturday, September 25, 2010

While I Breathe, I Hope

Our dreams and desires are the fantastical glue of our well being and inner happiness. Without the nuturing and development of our dreams our lives become robotic, guided by mere survival. When you see a dream; through hard work, discipline and determination, forged into a reality, you can begin to understand what America means.


Once you realize that a dream, a hopeful thought, with continued effort will pay off, pan out and make a difference you will understand why we should protect those dreams; from anyone or anything that threatens to strip them away. The dream is the root of the spirit and hope is breath that keeps it alive; to have a dream stripped away, crushed and tossed in with the refuse is a more horrible reality than most imagine it to be. For without a dream, without a concrete vision, life dies or at the least is destined to wilderness and desparation.


Some have said that hope is a dangerous thing; that it leads us into false confidence and keeps us bound to something, someone or an ideal for far too long; that our hopes, the seeds of dreams, consist mainly of well wishing; fantasies strewn throughout our psyche keeping us from a harsh reality of disappointment; however, one must without fail, and at all costs, protect and nuture the hopes from which spring dreams that one can build into happiness, prosperity, and true liberty.

I say hope is a grand and dangerous thing; like a well placed run-on sentence.

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