Dream worlds. Everyone has them, whether we know it or not.
As a child, dream worlds are a utopia of rainbow unicorns, talking animals and
gingerbread houses, minus the witch. However as we age our dream worlds change.
They are no longer fantasy worlds born from our imagination; instead they grow
to mirror the real world. An adult's dream world cannot truly be called a world
as they are purely fragments of this world, one of the many facets of a
diamond. These fragments realize the life goals an adult has, consisting of real
people, places and things.
Let us look at an example of a typical adult. A. Costa: an
average man who went to university is married with two children and wastes his
life away in an office cubicle. What might this man's dream world look like?
Most likely, he is the center of attention, with many blond, busty wives, a
flashy red Ferrari, yellow Porsche and many other cars belonging solely to the
midlife crisis-ed men of our society. In his dream world, Costa is probably
filthy rich and living in a huge mansion. Never having to go back to that
cubicle again, simply sitting around in his boxers watching the sport channel
all day.
Now let's compare that with the dream world of a typical
child (to keep it a relatively fair test, we shall look at a male child).
Johnny: goes to kindergarten, loves stretching worms and painting the walls of
his room with the letters and numbers he can write. His life aspiration is to
be a fireman. In Johnny's dream world (and yes, it is a world) he lives in a
gingerbread world full of chocolates and gummy worms. He drives a huge red, fire
truck and has a talking dog that follows him wherever he goes. He has four
entire walls to paint on and he doesn't get in trouble for it. Huge dinosaurs
take him for rides and then they all have chocolate cake for lunch.
Why is there such a huge difference between these two dream
worlds? Is it simply because Costa is an adult and Johnny is a child? Partially,
though it goes deeper than that. It is something so crucial to an individual,
but it is something that we lose as we grow older. It's imagination!
Imagination, where everything is possible! This short essay may not have
impacted you at all. So I beg you, please don't lose your imagination. If you
have, although, already fallen victim to this disease of the mind, commonly
known to society as adulthood, work on getting it back! The most important
thing that you should take away from this essay, if anything at all, would be to
never smother out the fire of a child's imagination, it is the most valuable
thing we as humans can posess.
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