Day Dreaming

Sometimes you just can’t win. You may imagine it defeatist not even to try, so we still do. Are we kidding ourselves into imagining there is a way forward? Why do we still try for the impossible, knowing we’ll get hurt, or worse – get nowhere?

There are some things that seemed impossible, but were achieved. Equal rights for blacks and peace among other things. We look to them for inspiration for the most mundane things, yet we are still not surprised when it all falls down.

“I have a dream today…”

Martin Luther King’s dream fuelled many more. It took one man to get the ball rolling.

Those who succeed are ‘exceptional’, the ‘movers and shakers’ are regarded with a mixture of admiration and contempt, and the rest of us are just… human.

So maybe we’re just biding our time here on earth. Each one of us imagining we can make a difference, but knowing inside that it’s all a bit of a façade. Maybe it is all a dream, like the child who wants to be the pop star, but knowing inside there is a pretty slim chance of that ever becoming reality, particularly if they don’t fancy appearing on reality TV.

I’m not suggesting we should stop trying, or stop dreaming for that could only lead to disaster. I just wonder why our design, which has allowed us to evolve into such a complex species could still be engrained with a sense of unreality. Why do we never learn?