In the recent onslaught of cozily chilly weather, my daydreams have acquired a unique autumnal quality. Even though it is one month away, Halloween has been the predominant theme of my most current musings thanks to the internet being abuzz about the inevitable mob of Bane's who will be swarming neighborhoods all around the United States in search of drops of sugar on October 31, 2012.
On multiple counts I have considered dressing up as the macho evil villain from the most recent Batman movie for Halloween, but I wind up disheartened every time I relay the series of events that would occur were I to dress as a masked man of darkness. The most recent time when I drifted into a reverie in which I adopted the personality of Batman's nemesis, I ended up embarrassed and jaded. As I watched myself through my mind's eye trudging through halls from class to class dressed as a beefed up villain, my brain decided it was appropriate to overlay a laugh track and to include images of pointed fingers and smirking faces. Just because I lack bulging arms in the real world doesn't mean that I can't dream about it!
In order to escape my judgmental side, I turned my mind towards Halloween costumes more suitable for my physical state. I daydreamed about dressing up as a pumpkin, a ghost, and a pirate and subsequently realized that I have no creative impulse whatsoever. So I have reached an impasse: my ego will not let me be unoriginal simply because I cannot pull it off, yet I do not have the capacity to develop a unique costume suitable for one such as myself.
For this reason, I believe I shall continue the tradition of staying untrue to my promise of participating in Halloween. As in past years, I will shut the blinds, turn off the lights, hide out in my room, and ignore the incessant ringing of the doorbell while I raid dungeons and defeat goblins in a online fantasy world.
Or perhaps by some twist of fate, my reveries will lead me to the perfect Halloween costume. I still have a month, so in the mean time I will be keeping my fingers crossed.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Chapter 0: David The Hero
As a boy of sluggish mind and lazy body, daydreaming is the sole impetus of my existence. Who's to judge me for this? Everyone has some dream in which they indulge whenever they unfetter their minds from the grasps of reality.
But why do people daydream? I believe that it is mostly for that nice feeling that blocks out the sad truths of my imperfections. It is also a source of inspiration: daydreaming provides the confidence that I need to achieve my goals. If I had not spent the summers of my childhood dreaming about the massive success I would achieve if I were to follow in my sister's footsteps and attend University Laboratory High School, then I would not be here writing this blog post. Instead, I would probably be playing a video game. My point falls short after this because it is likely that once I finish this post, I will immerse myself in a fantasy world where anonymous people with similar interests gather to fight each other with fancy 8-bit pixels. I might not have achieved massive success yet, but perhaps if I continue to trust my dreams, someday I will find myself in the midst of fame and glory.
The main reason why daydreaming was chosen as the core of this introductory post is so that I could inform the world of my aspirations. My claim to fame will be hard-fought, but one day, every soul will have been touched by my presence. I will have saved lives, suppressed demonic souls, and discovered new worlds. And as I stand at the pinnacle of a mound of a thousand demon's bones with my blood-stained cape flaring out behind me, I shall shout to the world, "Never fear, for David is here to protect you!"
What do you daydream about?
But why do people daydream? I believe that it is mostly for that nice feeling that blocks out the sad truths of my imperfections. It is also a source of inspiration: daydreaming provides the confidence that I need to achieve my goals. If I had not spent the summers of my childhood dreaming about the massive success I would achieve if I were to follow in my sister's footsteps and attend University Laboratory High School, then I would not be here writing this blog post. Instead, I would probably be playing a video game. My point falls short after this because it is likely that once I finish this post, I will immerse myself in a fantasy world where anonymous people with similar interests gather to fight each other with fancy 8-bit pixels. I might not have achieved massive success yet, but perhaps if I continue to trust my dreams, someday I will find myself in the midst of fame and glory.
The main reason why daydreaming was chosen as the core of this introductory post is so that I could inform the world of my aspirations. My claim to fame will be hard-fought, but one day, every soul will have been touched by my presence. I will have saved lives, suppressed demonic souls, and discovered new worlds. And as I stand at the pinnacle of a mound of a thousand demon's bones with my blood-stained cape flaring out behind me, I shall shout to the world, "Never fear, for David is here to protect you!"
What do you daydream about?
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