"Go confidently in the direction of your dream".
Live the the life you've imagined. Things you can't say out loud.
"Go confidently in the direction of your dream".
I read the quote, feeling very upbeat and fully energetic
Smiling happily, I started chasing after Thoreau
He must have some wise secrets to impart to me
An instruction manual on successfully realizing my dreams
I called out his name, importuning him to wait for me
But he just dissolved into the unknown...wisps of smoke
The only proof that he was ever there
Centuries had passed since he existed here...so there is that
It seems that I had been chasing after a ghost
Aren't all wishful dreams ghosts...dispersing to the winds of time
WELL SHIT(e)!!!...............Please excuse the pun...But
What the hell was Thoreau thinking?
Who goes confidently in the direction of their blinking dreams these days...or any days for that matter....
Without fate kicking you in the fanny, causing you to fall flat on your face, or you loose your footing and fall on your backside
Obstacles abound, like thorns in your flesh, ever pricking
As soon as you pull one free, others pierce through your skin, mockingly taking its place.
"Live the the life you've imagined"?????? Is that a barbed joke
Even the wealthy seems miserable, happiness waxing very evasive
Except, it seemed to have worked for Thoreau, of course...
And probably a very lucky few, somewhere reserved for the fortunate
Thoreau had cheerfully gone and lived in the woods, with no contact with the world outside, to meddle and muddle up his senses and emotions.
He could just sit around and write, chop wood, fish and take long healthy brooding walks in the uncharted, unmolested woods.
Oh, how much simpler life must have been two centuries ago...
Fresh air, unpolluted by modernization and the 'joy' of social media
His brain uncluttered by the need for comments, likes or the insipid desire for popularity
Wild animals to nibble on him without any given notice...ha ha ha.
Still, it seems worth the risk...for peace and quiet
Or maybe life was pretty much going the way life always was
Maybe some of us are just crappy at life and living
Looking for excuses to make things miserable for ourselves and everybody else
Glass half full or glass half empty
It is up to us to choose
Hold on, my dear Thoreau...
Leave some room for me!
The woods sounds like a most wonderous place to...
"Go confidently in the direction of my dream".
Live the the life I've always imagined.
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