To live a Dream...

I don't know of any of you guys have made or kept resolutions, but i can tell you i have been having trouble even defining my new resolution. I don't wan to not make a resolution; I think one of the best parts about myself is that I strive to become ever better. Strive to morph evermore. That's why I started blogging in the first place.

So the words for this year...: commitments to belief.

One thing I have long since realized is that I am a man of dreams. I spend my days lost in another reality. Dawn-to-dusk, I have devoted my eyes to my blue walls and blue skies, watching my white ceiling and white clouds. But I have been so lost in them... I've become lazy. I've let myself fall everywhere; mentally, I'm less astute. Personally, I'm less discipline.  Spiritually, I've lost conviction and perseverance. I've become, in my own light... useless to my own salvation.


But no more. I've feared standing for anything because I've been afraid to be wrong. No matter what I've been looking for, no matter what dreams I've dreamed, I've looked at the meaning, the work behind it, and I've grown weary, even before I take the first step. I can't live like that anymore. I can't live so disgusted with lack of knowledge. I can never be anything... if I never act on faith. I keep analyzing, analyzing, dreaming, analyzing, doubting, abandoning my own ideas, my own goals, my own ability to watch those blank walls and and changing skies... ignoring my world and the needs it asks of me, and, in a way, ignoring my own potential.

But no more. No more.

This year, I've made one resolution: Commitment to my belief, but I'm taking my dreams seriously too.

Seriously enough to live them out. Seriously enough to act on them, following them into the places I'd otherwise be too afraid to go.