Dreams are structures just like buildings. You start from the bottom and slowly build upwards from the ground. If the foundations you build aren't strong enough then you won’t go very far up before parts start falling off. In the same way, if your ambition gets the better of you then you may be prone to irrationality and design elaborate and ambitious plans for your building. Again, it may all come tumbling down because you were too quick to make it perfect before you made it stable enough. The blueprints of how things should be are still in your head even as the building doesn’t quite look the way you imagined it to be. If everything comes crumbling down then you only have poor planning to blame. The architect in your mind is disheartened and confused for none of this was meant to happen. As long as you have the plans though you can still start all over again. The air is cool and light on my skin, the sun hasn’t yet come up fully and there’s a serenity to the proceedings. I need to dispose of these maps and diagrams in my head which attempt to tell me how things should be like and refocus instead on the basic and the simple. If I've realized one thing, it’s that dreams never die or disappear. In dreams everything is exactly the way it should be, intangibly permanent. It is when dreams stop being dreams, the moment they attempt the transition to reality, that they become fallible and cracks appear everywhere.
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I thought I understood it. But I only grasped the vagueness of it. Only the smudgeness of it.
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