Tuesday, 7 June 2011

A birth of broken dreams

I don't even know when I wrote this - I just found it lying around doing very little on my desk top.

♫ "A birth of broken dreams, This simple answer is never what it seems" ♫

It’s true isn’t it? That song lyric has it spot on. It’s by a band called 30 Seconds to Mars, you may have heard it. You may also be familiar with the Hole lyric ‘I don’t really miss God but I sure miss Santa Claus.’
It made me think. You are born into this perfect world, you have no prejudices, you have no phobias, you have no inhibitions.
Yet by the time you hit your teens you will have become jaded. You will have inhibitions. You will have some prejudices. You will have some phobias. You will have superstitions. And your parents will have lied to you. Repeatedly!
Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny.
‘Don’t worry everything will be ok!’
All those little things.
But wasn’t it much nicer when those things were still believable. When you thought that Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy were there for you. There was magic and mystery in the air. You felt excited by life, you would have fits of laughter at the slightest little thing. Children laugh so often and so freely.
But where do all these prejudices come from? All these superstitions? Can you imagine any adult without them? It would be so amazing to see how differently they act or how differently they view the world.
That little thing where children are so honest it’s funny but also highly embarrassing. But they just say it how they see it.

Wouldn’t it be nice if adults still did that!?
No lies. No deceit. No making you question yourself.
No broken promises.
The only thing that would be in a million pieces would be Humpty Dumpty and never your heart.

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