There was a boy, his name was John, and he was in his early twenties. He dropped out of high school, two years later got his GED, and another two-and-a-half years later after that was at university beginning his junior year of college. The whole time he wanted to major in accounting, for the stability, security, and money it brought, and yet he didn't want to be an accountant or major in it.
He didn't like Accounting. He didn't go home thinking about accounting and dreaming of becoming a CEO of an accounting firm or an intern to learn the ins-and-outs of it and discover that everyone else just hated it and got into it for the exact reasons he did. They all wanted to do something else, the thing that brought them joy, and when they were asked why instead they went into accounting than doing what they wanted they said, "Because it was unlikely I was going to get a good job in that." And then they all said, "But Accounting was going to." The government put a real number on these people - and John.
The world doesn't want you to do what you want. They don't want you to be independent, working for yourself, and being good and better at what you do than they do. They want you to be extremely dependent, extremely desperate, and, most of all, obedient. They don't want you to know that you can actually do what you want and make a living. That's what they did after all and if you weren't there to do the work they didn't want to do they wouldn't have their dream that you would want.
It is an illusion to think you have a choice in this country. True choice is when you decide between two decisions that give out the same benefit and when the only difference is based on your own preference (boobs or butts, blondes or brunettes, what's the difference?). It is not a choice if you have to choose between going to college or being homeless. You can pick which college, which major, which job, and which friends but it is all the same and the only thing you're deciding actually on is how you want to choose to be slaved. There are forty year-old Harvard graduates, right now, with a 150k job, a wife and five kids, and a forty hour workweek who are saying they're unhappy - and isn't that the dream? Go search anywhere online and you'll see I'm not lying. In fact, you probably already know this to be true - but you say, "That won't be me." And I'm sure they said that too.
It's a lie because it's THEIR dream, not yours. They know it, this person writing this knows it and all you people who're reading this and are in denial of it know it. You're not living your dream going to work forty hours a week, at a job you hate, coming home for the rest of the day barely being able to see your wife and kids and having to be stressed out for the rest of the day so much you need to yell and have five minutes of your time to yourself because you need to drink and relax. That is not the dream, they only want you to think that and they throw big cars, houses, and women at you to make you think it.
But if I don't I'll be homeless, my wife and kids will starve, and I'll be unhappy and not survive. If that's what you're saying to yourself right now as the excuse to why you're not doing what you're really wanting to do, then you are, without a doubt, admitting to yourself you're a slave. If that's not good enough to release yourself from this imaginary chain they have you on to do what you want, then why are you living? To live their dream? Because that's what you're doing.
This boy, John, he wanted to be a writer, a poker player, a literary enthusiast, and, at best, something in television or movies. He did not want to be an accountant, a CEO, or to work forty hours a week doing something he hated only to regret it later. But fear held him back. He didn't want to be homeless, he didn't want his future wife and kids to starve, he himself didn't want to starve and not have the big house or car that he saw that everyone else had when he was deciding if to go to college or not.
But he sat, as a forty year old, a successful accountant, with the the five kids and beautiful wife, wishing he had risked his twenty-two year-old self by going after what he wanted instead of what he did until waiting it was too late because now he had people he had to take care and it was already too late to do what he wanted.
So, I, John, the twenty-two year old who's going to university as a junior and had just failed his first two accounting classes, quit his major in accounting and do what he would rather want to do like English? Or is that something too risky and instead he should just hang up his dreams and become an accountant because it's safe instead?
Last edited by garyoak123; 01-01-2014 at 01:12 AM.