The Eye Opener

This is what dreams are not made of, anymore.

00:23 a.m.

12th August 2016

Dear Uninspired Dreamer,

First things first.

You are not just my “dear reader” (as the Victorians would call you) but a fellow uninspired dreamer. Not just any dreamer, mind you, rather one who dreams more with his/her eyes open than with eyes closed. Dreams are supposed to be the outlet of the subconscious trickling behind the doors of closed eyes but I really doubt if the subconscious has the time to actually register anything these days. Swipe, a moment, swipe, blank.

Reality looks, sounds, tastes, smells, feels more fascinating today. The unimaginable is now. Dreams in my sleep, screw you. Also, there isn’t any spare time. Brain dominates the mind. And definitely it should, it has a greater “use value” you see.

Gen Y, stuck between the Xs and the Zs, always at the cusp of Revolution’s’. Never here, never there. It’s NOT a wonderful life. Robbed off of the leisure to dream or to give it shape. Riddled with fears, doubts. To be, or not to be. Social networker but practically asocial in everything else. Uninspired to the very core.

I’m not here to tell you that everything will be alright. Probably it won’t. However, what I’ve understood so far from all the “inspiring” movies and books that I could lay my hands on is that there are little moments of Revelation worth spending a drab lifetime for. Your Noah’s Ark might just be around the corner. Keep dreaming with your eyes open, lest you miss it!

Just breathe for me.

Yours truly,

The Uninspired Millennial

5 thoughts on “The Eye Opener

  1. “Brain dominates the mind” well said. Your uninspired words have managed to inspired me.

    Looking forward to reading more.
    Love,
    N

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  2. What a laissez-faire attitude! The truth is (my truth anyway) is that you create your identity and establish your own personal power but the simple act of choice. A state of drabness is a personal choice as is a life of “not being.” Who has robbed you of the leisure to dream or to give it shape, but yourself? There, my old-personness has come out and lectured. Ha ha. Enjoy, my millennial friend. As cliched as it sounds, it’s the truth: life is way too short. 😀

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    1. Ha ha. That’s what I’ve been told since I can last remember. My malady is not getting not-inspired but not getting inspired enough. It reaches the brink, only to contain itself. I’m not sure how to deal with it. It’s the monochrome-ness but the blank spaces in the middle of the picture that irk me.

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