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FOOD FOR THOUGHT.

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Hello my name is: Icicle Audacity. All I see are ghxsts. I'm the misguided stride for self improvement - a sadistic, futuristic machine. A hollow cold emitted through vibrant lights, it’s a warm as wool winter but I’ve got a chill I can’t shake. This is what I am & I think I’m fine in my own misguidance. My bones are frozen, my marrow has turned to ice - my body is just a body, a corpse without a head. I'm just a vessel & my brain has long been dead.

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"That's really the only thing that matters to me, is that I make art for a living. And if I make art for a living... I win."

we all chase money ’cause we’re scared to chase dreams.

Children have many aspirations, dreams of a future that is limitless – anything is possible. A train driver, a singer, a doctor, an astronaut, a ballerina, a writer, a vet… as a child we dream of becoming any and all of these things and more. The truly special part about these dreams is the innocence of childhood that allows us to believe that these dreams are achievable. Yet, as we grow older, we often become disillusioned and give up these dreams in place of something more realistic.

Why do we lose sight of these dreams? Is it because of obstacles in our paths, such as a lack of funding – being unable to afford the dance training to become a ballerina? Is it insecurity – believing that we aren’t smart enough to become an astronaut; we aren’t talented enough to become a famous singer? Or is it because our priorities have changed? Instead of being focused on becoming whatever interests and excites us, perhaps we focus more on the path to a stable and successful future; for example, believing that our original goal of becoming an actor would not provide job security and we wouldn’t make any money, so we dismiss this dream. This would stem from the thought that we would not be successful in this industry, which, of course, links back to insecurity.

Supposing that we forget out dreams because our priorities and interests change as we grow older, why does this change occur? Was that obsessive dream we once had just a passing phase? Did we merely lose interest as soon as a more appealing idea was conceived? Perhaps.

But how much is that loss of interest due to insecurity?
Do we dismiss our dreams because we fear we cannot fulfill them? Maybe too, it is not just a fear of failure that holds us back, but fear of ridicule, that our dreams are too unconventional, too great, or not great enough.

It is true, not all dreams are lost; some people are fortunate enough to become that which they aspired to be. But as for the rest of us, what happened to that childhood dream? Does it still exist? Is it still possible? Or is it lost, outgrown and cast away forever?

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