Blindness

Blindness is typically thought of in terms of sight. To be "blind", establishes the idea that one cannot see and therefore cannot understand the complexities which sight has to offer. While this is one form of blindness, I consider the idea of "blindness" in terms of ideas. Meaning, the loss of capacity to hold a dream, in relation to the situational disposition of the circumstances at hand. In essence, the only way to over come blindness, is by the reversion of a mature state to the mental capacity in which a four or five year old would experience the world. I'm old enough to have experienced hardships, as well as conditional joys of life, yet at the same time I hold myself still immature. When you think about it, the essence of life cannot truly be understood until the final moments of it are waning.
Systematically, the ideas gained through experiences are the very same ones that continually compromise the ability to dream. As a child, the ability, no the capacity to dream, is a much more expansive realm in which anything is possible. I'm not maintaining that flying or superpowers are ever a possibility, but through the eyes of a child, they are merely a stone throw away from being reality. In other words, the advancement of education and experience provides for dreams to become diluted. This compromise, the loss of dreaming for education necessary to survive is a sad state of affairs. To ensure the survival of one's self being, the dream is essentially born out of possibility of the resources at hand. Financial stability becomes a necessity instead of an option, and that which we once held important is lost, replaced by a sense of self satisfaction knowing that the 9 to 5 will allow us to maintain the material necessities which are needed to survive.
At which point in time did dreams become so transformed that we become happy by lesser goals? I have no answer. I can state many instances where people around me have wished they could go back to achieve some lost goal. But, while society has taught us to look forward, dreams are made up of the very idea of that wish to accomplish some past event. This lost opportunity in some respect could be considered parenthood. Looking at a given situation and how a given individual handled said circumstance, is how experience on the most visceral level exists. How this individual handled the circumstance equals experience. If that individual wished they had handled the experience differently, that is the proverbial "stuff" that dreams are made of.

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