We all have people we look up to.
Whether they are role models or mentors, or just act as a visual example of elements we want to experience in our own lives, we all have people like that.
If you think back to childhood, our examples were perhaps a little farfetched.
The possibility of us taking on the roles and lifestyles of Bruce Wayne, Super Woman, or The Incredible Hulk aren't exactly feasible.
Here's a little insider secret for you, though...
Neither are the lifestyles we aim to copy in the real world.
Not many people achieve the levels of standard satisfaction our society pumps out.
Using us as factories, we are expected to conform to the cycle of its unattainable rat race.
People are slaughtered on the never-ending wheel of productivity, where our safety and individuality is compromised for the sake of the further progressing corporate powers.
An incredible thing happens when you step off the treadmill of continual overkill.
The world starts to slow down.
You start to notice your muscles aching from being pushed over the line for far too long.
You begin to see how fast everyone else is going, and how caught up they are in the game of "making it" in this life.
And you want to cry for them.
It's not fair that we were born into these situations of domination.
It's not right that we have to agree to the fullness of the "logical rules" and ideals that don't suit our own understandings.
It's not justifiable to be used in the hot pursuit of a few men's gain.
While the rest of the world suffers and exhausts past physical, mental, and emotional boundaries, our allowance gives in.
The war for our participation in the big plan is won by overextension.
In a place where minds and bodies and hearts are weak, so is our vulnerability to succumb to the safety of someone who can play as the caregiver and rescue us from our demise.
I wish this wasn't the case.
I wish the world didn't work this way.
I wish war and power weren't the focus of our nation.
I wish peace had its value.
I wish love was fought for.
The least we can do...
The least I can do...
Is tell you that I know how hard it is out here.
Because I live here, too.
Today, I dare you to dream a new dream...
One that you've probably only hinted at before.
Imagine how you can be real love and live real love.
What would your life look like if you stepped off the treadmill, and made your life your very own?
