October 20th, 2008
After a lifetime of waiting for an experience "of a lifetime," to what extent does one's view of life change upon its completion?
I've never regarded myself as particularly braver than the general public, but yesterday I accomplished a fantasy I had maintained for as long as my memory serves me: Skydiving.
Perhaps it's the neuroses ubiquitous within my personality, but I actually did take a moment, floating amidst the rush of air, to affirm that yes---this is the kind of experience that people imagine for years, decades, and they somehow never seem to allow it to themselves, fearing a fallacious visceral reaction that they have constructed to keep the truth unfathomable and limitless. Do we do this to fortify our dreams? Once a "dream" is attained, I would argue, we are unable to dream of it purely any longer, having to submit almost fully to those tangible memories we now hold of that completed moment within our brains and our bones.
The ultimate question then becomes: How much do we actually want to accomplish our dreams, with the knowledge that, once completed, a part of our subconscious AND conscious mind will have to be reassessed, recompartmentalized, reframed, and reworked?
More on this to follow...
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3 comments:
Stunning.
A chronic dream can be depressing, but it is also a tremendous comfort. Something to hide in. Something that we know will always be there for us to dwell in.
Looking forward to reading your blog. Now I feel inspired to bring mine back to life!
Adam,
You are a beautiful, and talented writer. I'm looking forward to reading more!
Un gran baci ;)
Leslie
I want the dream to change me, and that's part of why I want it. Even the wanting can change us, shape our brains and mold our destinies.
Missed you at karaoke tonight!
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