About Christianity

In the city I'm not used to that's full of dirt,
I can't laugh the same and I walked with my head down
People pass by in a quick pace
I ask "has their dreams come true?" But I'm still struggling

I want to try living in the present
rather than returning to my childhood
It's my nature to be a coward

If I go to a sunny spot and stretch my arms out,
I wonder if I can go beyond the sky
that's what I thought
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how many of you here do not dare to dream again? not because of anything, but because you are scared of failure. can you think of any time of your life when you are like that? i can. i thought, this is natural.

when we were younger (even though i am still very young) we dared to dream. impossibility seemed to be a concept meant for weaklings and failures. and then maybe we tried and tried. failed once. we got up. failed the second time. we got up again. the third time, we forced ourselves to get up again.

and then, as we tried to overcome the wall that we can never get over (at that time, maybe), we realized in the end, that maybe we are just only a weakling we used to say of others. and as time passed by, as we come once more to the wall we failed to climb, and we looked up, we thought, 'maybe, no more. i am tired. enough. i am really very, very tired.'

i think, as long as we are humans, we would have met with this kind of situation.

in a place where we are not comfortable with, we walked, with our heads down, unable to laugh. maybe we can laugh in front of others, but that would be a mask. because in the end, we would not be able to really laugh. because we know best ourselves we are not able to have a genuine laugh or a smile.

some of us could not lift up our heads. why? maybe it is because of the burden of failure. maybe because we dare not look at a place far far away, and say to ourselves, 'hey! i want to go over there!' so we walk with our heads down, not daring to dream about the future, seeing only the present, carrying our past failures with us. and then, we walked, following the others. where to? we don't know. anywhere. as long as the current state we are in doesn't fall off. anything better is a bonus.

and as we walk, we see people. those living in a city would know, the city is a busy place. tokyo, singapore, new york, london... people are rushing here and there. rush to work, rush for meals, rush to get home, rush to play. everybody is in a rush. and maybe once again we asked ourselves, 'has their dreams come true?' maybe. maybe not. who knows? everybody is rushing, as if there is something they must do. as if that is essential to their dreams. maybe it is. maybe it is not. again, who knows?

but, no matter what we think, that is still the life of others. we are still, walking with our heads bowed, walking with our failures on our shoulders, staring at the ground that is the present, not looking ahead which is the future. we are still struggling. for all we know, we are at a contradiction.

we just want to maintain the current state. but at the same time we envy those who has more. but even when we envy them, we cannot be like them. because we do not dare to dream. and if we do not have dreams, how can we work towards our goal? we want a better life, but we don't want to fail again. so we asked for no improvements in our life, yet at the same time we envy those with a better life. contradicting, isn't it?

maybe, you want to say, 'what do you know?' or maybe, you want to say to me, 'you cannot imagine what kind of feeling that is.' but, like i said before, as long as we are humans, we would have gone through this stage before. and me, like the rest of humanity, at one point of time or another, had already gave up dreaming. and maybe, slowly, unintentionally, we had replaced our dreams with envy.

we want to try living in the present, like all of us are doing now. we don't want to go back to our childhood, because we are cowards. (again, see the opening of this post.) we don't want to go back and see once more the faraway place we used to look at. we don't want to remind ourselves of the place we wanted to go to. because we are cowards, and we are scared.

and sometimes, life do give us second chances, if we are lucky. maybe, the rainy days are over. the sun comes out once again. finally? maybe not. because we had given up on seeing the sun once again. maybe the rain was there for too long, long enough to make us forget the warmth of the sun, the brightness of the sun.

and when once more the sun comes up and once more we have a new hope, as we stretched out our hands, do we dare to dream? do we dare to dream that we can soar beyond the sky? the sun is up, and we have our past failures to learn from. we have already gone through the worst, what can be worse, right?

i cannot say for sure you will definately conquer the wall this time and fly up to the sky. it depends on your goal and your ability, as well as God. but, if we stay at the ground for too long, when one day we want to fly up, we would find ourselves not able to do so. the weather is nice, and the hope is bright, wouldn't it be a waste if we let the opportunity slip off? maybe we cannot fly as high up as we want. maybe, we cannot fly for as long as we want. but, anything is better than the ground, right?

so if today the dark clouds are no more, and the sun comes out... lift up your head and look to that faraway place, and stretch out your hands once more so you can fly over to that faraway place. because this city of dirt, this gloomy place, is really not fit for human living.