Mr. E from the Eels managed to write an entire song about the Trouble with dreams.
I can only come up with a blog entry...
I'm A Dreamer. A Full-On Dreamer. The Kind of guy that's all optimistic and reved up about his dreams all the time. Thing is, sometimes, just sometimes, all that energy is just sucked out of you. So I sit and write it all out here. Hoping to get, if nothing else, a medium to vent out all the bad and make space for new hope and faith and strength to keep going.
Imagine a building. Like a 5 Story Building. With Operational offices on the top floor. With A Game Room, a few TT Tables, Basket Ball Court, Maybe a Pool. Imagine classrooms and a computer labs where kids can come and learn new things for a minimal charge if not for free. Imagine one in every area of every city/town/village in the country.
That's what For A Revolution should become. But that's my dream.
And it's hard to make your dream someone else's dream.
It's hard to make someone like/post/comment on something on the FAR Fan Page even though it's easy for them to do all of those for most every other page on the same website.
Of course, they'll argue that they don't comment everywhere, they just 'Like' the pages. But they're completely missing the point aren't they?
It's hard to make someone take a little time out of their schedule to come work towards something that'll probably make a kid say "Hey! That makes sense!" in a world when senselessness is the norm and the 'in' thing. But then time can only be given for one's own dreams.
I don't even know why I'm saying all this. I'd rather not complain but then I'm just as angry as I am upset about this all. Ha. Ah well...
I guess I'll do it all myself. After all, it's my dream right?
