a message of hope
"if i could have one wish tonight, i'd wish upon a satellite to bring me back to you, to bring me back to you, you spend your whole life searching for all the things we think we'd want yet never really knowing what we have"
- the ataris, the night the lights went out in new york city
i don't know what i could do. i don't know who i could be. but if i had one wish, i'd just wish i could be with you. i wish i could make you smile. i wish i could make your wrongs become right. to just see you smile could brighten this dark night. night time seeps into my life and creeps up on me from behind. i'm never ready for it. i always want to stay with the sun, and the brightness that could make anyone smile. but there is something to be said about the moon and stars that dot the sky at night. once i get adjusted to the oppressive darkness, i love being outside at night, watching the stars move ever so slowly across the sky... guiding some weary wanderer wherever he or she may be going. i guess ultimately, we are all lost wanderers, just trying to find our way, just trying to achieve something. we don't necessarily have to take the road less traveled by, but rather, who we are remembered as will be determined by the changes and accomplishments we make on whatever path we take. one day i might look back at my life and say "it was all a dream." but dreams are all we have when the day is over. we head to that state of unconsiousness so that we might realize our dreams in an atmosphere away from reality.
i don't know where i'm headed next year. i don't know what i'm doing with my life. and in all honesty, as scary as it is, it's exhilarating, not knowing. me with my horrible case of OCD, i hate not knowing. i hate not being able to say concretely whats happening in my life. and maybe thats my problem. i have my dreams. i know what i want set aside from reality. i know that one day i will make it. it's not a matter of "if," it's a matter of "when." call me cocky, try to stop me, i don't care. but i know one day, i'll live up to my nickname (taeyang -- ask if you don't know what i mean). reality is just a state of mind. it's a matter of accepting something as static. in "reality" there's no room for dreams or aspirations. reality tells us that no matter how hard we work, there will always be someone better than us. well, you know what? reality is wrong, dreams are for real.
so if you lose all hope, if you feel down, if you feel like life has kicked you repeatedly in the metaphorical crotch... just remember that tomorrow comes after the dark. dark times seem so prevalent in this crazy age we live in and there is often very little to be hopeful or optimistic about. which is why we as a people, as the youth of this nation, as the FUTURE, can NEVER, NEVER let go of our dreams. no matter how petty, how seemingly small or insignificant, dreams are what give us meaning and sustain us through all the darkness. dreams are like stars in the sky -- there are a million of them, a million paths that we can choose to follow and charter through the sky of life. dreams may move slowly like the stars, but they move. i have my dreams... and they aren't close to being accomplished yet, but as i look in the sky and see my favorite stars move across the sky during the year, i know that slowly, ever so slowly, i'm getting closer and closer. we all are. one day... one day.
"we must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark, and you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love."
- Tupac, Unconditional Love
- the ataris, the night the lights went out in new york city
i don't know what i could do. i don't know who i could be. but if i had one wish, i'd just wish i could be with you. i wish i could make you smile. i wish i could make your wrongs become right. to just see you smile could brighten this dark night. night time seeps into my life and creeps up on me from behind. i'm never ready for it. i always want to stay with the sun, and the brightness that could make anyone smile. but there is something to be said about the moon and stars that dot the sky at night. once i get adjusted to the oppressive darkness, i love being outside at night, watching the stars move ever so slowly across the sky... guiding some weary wanderer wherever he or she may be going. i guess ultimately, we are all lost wanderers, just trying to find our way, just trying to achieve something. we don't necessarily have to take the road less traveled by, but rather, who we are remembered as will be determined by the changes and accomplishments we make on whatever path we take. one day i might look back at my life and say "it was all a dream." but dreams are all we have when the day is over. we head to that state of unconsiousness so that we might realize our dreams in an atmosphere away from reality.
i don't know where i'm headed next year. i don't know what i'm doing with my life. and in all honesty, as scary as it is, it's exhilarating, not knowing. me with my horrible case of OCD, i hate not knowing. i hate not being able to say concretely whats happening in my life. and maybe thats my problem. i have my dreams. i know what i want set aside from reality. i know that one day i will make it. it's not a matter of "if," it's a matter of "when." call me cocky, try to stop me, i don't care. but i know one day, i'll live up to my nickname (taeyang -- ask if you don't know what i mean). reality is just a state of mind. it's a matter of accepting something as static. in "reality" there's no room for dreams or aspirations. reality tells us that no matter how hard we work, there will always be someone better than us. well, you know what? reality is wrong, dreams are for real.
so if you lose all hope, if you feel down, if you feel like life has kicked you repeatedly in the metaphorical crotch... just remember that tomorrow comes after the dark. dark times seem so prevalent in this crazy age we live in and there is often very little to be hopeful or optimistic about. which is why we as a people, as the youth of this nation, as the FUTURE, can NEVER, NEVER let go of our dreams. no matter how petty, how seemingly small or insignificant, dreams are what give us meaning and sustain us through all the darkness. dreams are like stars in the sky -- there are a million of them, a million paths that we can choose to follow and charter through the sky of life. dreams may move slowly like the stars, but they move. i have my dreams... and they aren't close to being accomplished yet, but as i look in the sky and see my favorite stars move across the sky during the year, i know that slowly, ever so slowly, i'm getting closer and closer. we all are. one day... one day.
"we must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark, and you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love."
- Tupac, Unconditional Love