All men dream: but not equally.
T.E. Lawrence, eponymously of Arabia, but very much an Englishman, once gave his characterization of a particular stratum of the human race we know today as daydreamers.
He called them dangerous, as if by the virtue of acting out their dreams, they were to be feared. And why wouldn’t they be? They’re certainly a force to be reckoned with; These individuals, when equipped with the proper desire and will, have the power to shape or break the world as they see fit. Every day, we can’t help but marvel at their accomplishments. The one thing they can surely do, and certainly better than the rest of the population, is act.
The doer is unlike the thinker. As opposed to his parallel, he actually sets out on his goals and seeks to achieve them.
This is the distinction I hope to make for myself, when my time has long passed. To be brutally honest, I couldn’t care less what else is made of me. Everything I will achieve will be of my own volition. This is not some radical claim; I know that I am not alone in this personal endeavour.
It has taken me some time to come to this decision. You see, I imagine “potential” as being a finite resource. Every waking moment that passes, every split decision that is made, every circumstance outside of our domain of control… They either realize this potential or surrender it permanently.
My life so far has been, more or less, the expression of the latter. I am grateful that this realization has struck me now, while I’m young, rather than later. What account can be given for the billions who weren’t as fortunate? Let me ask you this: which side of the line are you standing on?
Only a hypocrite could label this a delusion.
Let the daydreamer mark it as a call to action.
