Hypotheticals, with a touch of encouragement

Sometimes I wonder whether I'm just recycling the same topics that plague me in the quiet times of introspection. With such a thought in place, I now dwell upon the bleak realization that all I am will be forgotten. I just now read a post online that stated that in 100 years, nobody would know what I've done. That's CRAZY! What's more crazy, perhaps, is the acceptance that such a statement carries truth coupled with the desire to leave a lasting mark. My mind struggles to overcome the inevitability it develops to recognize. Furthermore, this paradox that is so unique to my subjective consciousness has been and will continue to be realized countless times outside my own experience. I want to be something more, I want to be unique, I want to do something great, and yet I realize that my measure of greatness is fleeting. Even the standard by which I may succeed in this lifelong pursuit may be discarded with the passage of time.

Wow, how depressing, let's move on. This is a pattern, I've noticed, when it comes to philosophical thought: deep engagement, bleak realization, disassociation from the subject. Let's not dwell there though, let's move on. I'll leave you to consider the impacts of such means of self-actualization and understanding.

How about some news? That'll brighten up this dreary post and make you all feel a little bit better about things, I hope. Really, don't dwell on it all, not now at least. My volleyball team just killed it, recreational-style, becoming champions of our fancy little league. In other news, I am nearing my goal of guitar superstar. Let's talk about that, I like that stuff.

Music! What in the world, what an amazing thing! I had a jam session with a friend the other day and wow, what a great experience! I feel such a passion for music, the whole pursuit of growth and development in this aspect of life is such a joy! I feel as though among the greatest feelings we can have as people is a desire to grow. We're so frequently told what we should learn that it becomes a chore, and we seek freedom to turn off our minds in our spare time. To want to fill that time with the pursuit of knowledge is exciting! I am getting better, I will continue to improve, and life just keeps getting better. I can't believe this goal which, in the past, seemed so distant is now becoming a reality.

If I were a twitter social media guy I'd instagram a poorly lit picture with my own hashtags telling you to follow your dreams, with puns about nostringsattached and such trending my way to the top. But I'm not, I'm a boring old blogger so I'll put it this way: I challenge you to think of something you've wanted to do for a while, but have hesitated from doing. Now that you've thought of it, tell me what it is. I will then pester you until you start heading in the right direction. Dreams seem to be but possibilities elaborated in hypothetical existences; goals without limits. Yet the limits inhibiting the pursuit of our progress are seldom as substantial as we make them out to be, so stop dreaming and start to be the person you're planning to become.