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She found her daydreaming seamlessly woven into every moment of her daily routine. Her existence had become a delicate dance between reality and a whimsical dream. Only in the evening’s safety, within her home’s confines, did she let daydreaming envelop her completely. That’s when it appeared — her greatest adversary: the merciless, blank page. It was in these moments that she unleashed her hidden superpowers, allowing them to stomp forcefully, drenching the pristine page with jet-black ink. Each victorious battle left her both exhausted and triumphant, having once again conquered her fear of an uncertain and self-reliant future. If she could only realise that every battle edged her closer to lingering in her daydreams a tad longer, turning her imaginary superpowers startlingly real. If only she could pry her eyes open just enough to truly immerse herself in the power of living that dream. Yet, she chose to persist, never relinquishing her daydreaming and perpetually dwelling in the in-between. Stay inspired. Keep inspiring.  Photo by CHUTTERSNAP on Unsplash Don't take too much pride in living someone else's dream. First, if you occupy the position someone else dreamt of, they might feel both proud of you and disappointed in themselves. It's a tricky situation. Second, by saying yes to someone else's dream, did you say no to your own? Make choices that align with your true Self. Stay inspired. Keep inspiring.  Photo by Zoltan Tasi on Unsplash  Photo by NEOM on Unsplash I wish I knew the engine responsible for my dreams at night. The stories are often messy and weird, but I get the occasional pure gold too. I'm sure many vivid dreamers will relate.
If this engine were available to us in our waking hours, what kind of world would we be living in? Would it be more innovative or a lot weirder? Would it make any difference at all? Imagine a vast creative bank that is always at your disposal. How would you use it? And would you use it differently from all the other AIs out there? Where's the difference? Stay inspired. Keep inspiring.  Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash The veil between the land of dreams and reality was thin here, she thought. Looking around, she saw small hills covered in grey grass beneath a low, purplish sky. There was a heavy feeling all around.
As if out of nowhere, there they were — the friends she adored. Furiously talking about what happened and what they would do next. Light on their feet as if they didn’t feel the peculiarity of these grey hills and purplish sky. As if there was no heaviness around. As if she didn’t exist, they passed her by. But then she looked through her disbelief and saw that she was already walking among them. A sigh of relief gave way to a small smile as they lifted the heaviness from her with ease. She loved to dream awake and surrender to the world in between the pages of her book. The veil was thin here indeed. Stay inspired. Keep inspiring. |
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