Take a 15 year old kid and plant a dream in his head. Watch him nurture those images and project them into the thing that he wants to be. He learns slowly but is unwavering in his dedication. He gets a little bit better. Meets a bunch of people doing what he wants to do and they teach him what they can. He gains confidence in himself amidst the self doubt and insecurity. Links with like minded people and starts doing something and sharing it with whomever will listen. He gets hot and meets the industry. Industry burns him and it’s back to the jagged yellow line that he’s been following for his income. Add weight. See the kid perform at places with 5 people there and get stiffed by promoters. Add weight. Watch him and his crew sleep in motel rooms with no heat or clean sheets. Add weight. Check the condition of a body fueled by fast food food, liquor, sleeplessness and a mind beginning to question the dream. Add weight. Put the financial burden of reality on his shoulders and watch the boy scramble to satiate his creditors. Add weight. Put a mark bearing the back hand of Father Time on the man’s face trying to play a child’s game for good measure. Look up the word pride. Add weight. Now, place the unconditional love of family and friends in that man’s periphery encouraging him to continue carrying that weight. Subtract weight. Witness as a friend holds his belief in that man at a zenith above what the man could ever see for himself. Give that kid a chance. Allow him into a competition that will educate him and nurture the dream he held for so long. Peep the love he is given by a field far more talented than he is. Check the phones being answered by a fucking epic live band. Watch that kid win one hundred thousand dollars in a competition he had no business in being in, but was given an opportunity based on his infinite love of a dream. Take that weight off of his shoulders and look at that face relieved. The man hasn’t even moved but knows his next step will be feather light. Hasn’t taken a single step but knows he’s going to be able to run in whatever direction he chooses. Weightlessness, anti-gravital. That’s it. His dream continues as he begins living it. November 18th 2010. Thank you.
November 19th, 2010