Honestly: series 19.

Is life simply consumed by the notion of "dreams"?

We are told to dream big... for whatever purpose in life humans think they're supposed to fulfill-- happiness, fame, money. Religion is cushion to soften the blow. The blow is the reality of "dreaming." "Dreams" are pseudo-aspirations of what we think we want in life. We think we want a good career so that we think we will live a good life, ie. life of travel, leisure, and material possessions. But our "dreams," AKA our pseudo-aspirations, are deduced to one thing: to be drones fulfilling their destiny of work, eat, sleep, play-- all of which involve money. We think our jobs can be our passions. Maybe your passion is to help vulnerable people. But aren't we all vulnerable people? And don't we all need help? And if so, what makes you want to genuinely help vulnerable people when you need the help yourself? If you say that's your passion, is it just an excuse to make money in an area where you feel good about making money? You know I don't mean loads of money. I mean money to survive. To fulfill the destiny of work, eat, sleep, play. Enter spirituality and religion. It gives you meaning in fulfilling your destiny. It's no longer just work, eat, sleep, play. It's working, eating, sleeping, and playing with a purpose greater than yourself and your life. But is this not a diversion from the reality of life? Are we heathens simply meant to soldier through our "dreams" while looking forward to paychecks and weekends and vacations? Or do we put forth the effort to utilize the "optimist" tool, looking for each crack and crevice that shines fleeting smile and laughter?