Monday, December 27, 2010

For the dreamers.

I am not a leader and I have never been much of a follower.
What does that make me then?


I am... a dreamer! Yes, I am a dreamer; I make my own world and demand no one join me there. A leader would want subjects; I am not a leader.
I am not a follower. True, I am unassuming but I will not languish in waiting for someone else to do something I may not even like. Quietly, I will disappear and travel to the beatings of my own thoughts.
I am not a rebel. Well, I am really. Dreamers are gentle, starry-eyed rebels. We care not for mundanitites and rules. Our rebellion is not loud or brazen, but filled with sounds of raindrops and rose-whispers. Our respectful defiance is misunderstood as rebellions must be.

Those who are not dreamers find us exasperating. They look in scorn at our flushed faces from dancing in the meadows. They regard our snowflake stained eyes with suspicion.
"Why??" they ask. They don't know how much it helps.
With annoyance, they survey our bare toes. Knowing we have been dabbling them in a pool of fairy tales, they are afraid we might drip on their spotless carpet.

But we try not to care what the ignorant people think. We are introspective but not self-centered. For we find the company of other dreamers to be invaluable... we need to be understood as well!

If you are reading this, I feel sure you must be a dreamer. This blogging world feels like a secret society of dreamers and I am so glad I stumbled upon it. I love you all. {Just so you know.}



{Photograph by Rodney Smith.}

16 comments:

  1. Another wonderful post :)

    You defined being a dreamer so well! I've always found too that I'm neither a leader or follower, but have been both, and yet, never either for very long. Usually somewhere in between. But my favorite part was about rebellion - yes, that brand of it sounds right.

    "Dreamers are a gentle, starry-eyed rebels. We care not for mundanitites and rules. Our rebellion is not loud or brazen, but filled with sounds of raindrops and rose-whispers" - just beautiful. :)

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  2. CloudyKim: Thank you so much! I too have briefly played the part of both leader and follower but never considered myself either one. It wasn't until last week or so when I had this epiphany-of-sorts. :)

    Sarah: I love you too, dearheart! ♥

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  3. Why, thank you for defining me! I appreciate it :) I love this post, it's quite nice.

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  4. Delighted to oblige, my dear Jenica. :) Thank you!

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  5. '"Why??" they ask. They don't know how much it helps.
    With annoyance, they survey our bare toes. Knowing we have been dabbling them in a pool of fairy tales, they are afraid we might drip on their spotless carpet.'

    I LOVE that quote. It's so true...

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  6. wow, this is amazing.
    its like you worded a deep, instinctive feeling that i previously thought was impossible to define.
    i like to think im a dreamer, and the world of bloggers does seem to be filled with them.
    this is such an amazing post!
    not only is it beautiful writing but an interesting, incredible thought.
    wow, melee. Wow.
    much love,

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  7. Oh my, this is possibly the best piece of writing I've read in quite some time - truly. I love the way you intertwine certain words/phrases and assosiate them with literal meanings; it is something many writers strive to do but cannot reach, and you my dear, have. Dreamers are misunderstood in this fast paced world; we belong in another era, another time. Your words warm my heart - "With annoyance, they survey our bare toes. Knowing we have been dabbling them in a pool of fairy tales, they are afraid we might drip on their spotless carpet." So, so beautiful. xxxx

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  8. i tagged you!
    i hope you do it,
    you'll be amazing
    have fun
    much love,

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  9. This post is very accurate in its delicateness & poetry. I used to feel lonely as a dreamer and wanted the constant approval of others. Now I'm becoming much more content with who I am. You've put into perfect words what I have so often thought but never really described. <3

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  10. this is so true! oh, how accurately you can describe the essence of a dreamer. i am exactly like that too, a dreamer, but a silent rebel at the same time. this post is so perfect <3

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  11. Yes, yes, yes! You describe it so perfectly, Melee. I must surely be a dreamer too <3

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  12. Marian: Thank you ever so much, dear! :)

    Lilah: Thank you so much, darling! Yes - you are indeed a fellow dreamer! Thank you for the tag! I'll have to start working on that. :)

    Joanna: Your praise means so much to me, it really does! Though I hardly feel worthy. Thank you. :)

    Jade: Oh, thank you. I'm so glad I could put this into words because usually I also struggle with defining those things I feel. <3

    E: Thank you from the bottom of my heart! <3

    Minna: Indeed you are, my dear! Thank you. <3

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  13. The words work themselves together in a poetic symphony, and I must say that I absolutely adore the art you just created. You are one talented person, and I think you will go so far. No doubt in my mind.

    I also cannot thank you enough for you constant comments on my blog page, as well. Even if you are a single little comment on a post, I feel so glad when I read them. They melt my heart.

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  14. This is so very true. I'm another dreamer aswell. It might be the only good thing in me.

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  15. Rucha: Thank you so much! That is incredibly encouraging. More so than I can express.
    You are quite, quite welcome. :)

    Jessica: Oh, I cannot believe it is! Though if I had to choose one good thing to be I think to be a dreamer would be the best thing...

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Silhouettes of a secret. A story told over a cuppa. Or perhaps just sitting on that stone bench, basking in the moonlight... and not saying anything at all.


("I can no other answer make but thanks, and thanks, and ever thanks." -Shakespeare, Twelfth Night)