To Wait, To Want

Dreaming is the only way we stay close to reality.

Everyday. What does this mean? What can it mean? What is forever?Forever is just an echo of our dreams. At least that's what it is for me, at least that's what I'm choosing to make it. If I don't, I could die. I would lie everyday forcing acceptance to the mundane. What is that called? Certainly not forever, not how we pictured it.

We all want better things, bigger, nicer, newer things. Material or not, we all want things. It is perhaps one of the biggest downsides of being human. Lust is our ever-companion. No matter where we go she seems to follow. It's haunting, yet so enticing. We invite her. We encourage her. We wait for her. We look for her. Demented? Of course it is. Everything human existence stands for is.

The abstract place or time in which we refer to forever is really just where we reach the plateau. A plateau we will never find. A plateau that does not exist. Our crutch will always haunt us through lust. We will never be content. We will always be searching.

So when does forever begin? Now? In 20 years? Next week? I'm quite confused as to when this enchanting adventure will begin. The only answer is now. Of course. We cannot walk through life living cliches and smiling and nodding. When we do these things, we leave out the most important details-crying, lying, waiting. Waiting for what? For a fairy godmother?

It's harsh. It's degrading. It's the human race. It sounds like a t-shirt, doesn't it? It is okay to search. It's okay to wonder. It's okay to want. We just can't wait.

Call me naive. Call me ignorant. Blame my generation and their 'microwave' mindsets. Waiting is the problem of mankind, not anything else. Not poverty, not ignorance, not selfishness. Surely these are all components and very important matters, but they don't create the havoc waiting does.