When we were younger, it was so much easier to answer the question of what we want to be when we grow up, of what our dreams are.
It was so easy to tell everyone that we want to be a doctor to help all those who are sick, a policeman to assure peace in the community or to become a teacher to be given the chance to hone the future generations.
Of course, we have used simpler words then but it was of the same meaning. We dream of making a difference, not really knowing what those dreams entail.
Then we grew up and realized that a dream that doesn’t end up with a peso sign followed by a number and a lot of zeros isn’t considered as a dream.
We are born in an age where money rules out any ambition. To immortalize a vision or a thought is nothing compared to having money in your pocket.
Sadly, this is mostly the case for our generation. We have been fashioned into believing that money is the most important thing in life. We have been brought up to believe that a life of luxury is more important than anything in this world.
The older generation say that we are lucky since everything we have ever wanted is already served to us in a silver platter. Everything has been made easy for us, according to them.
But whose dream is this? Ours or theirs?
We grew up confused of what is really important. Even before we were born, the older generation had already decided our fate; we are no more than just a continuation of what they have started.
Yes, everything had been made easy since everything has been mapped out for us and all we need to do is follow the blueprint that the older generation had painstakingly prepared. We are created to live the dream of the older generation.
But how about our own dream? Can we not dream a different dream? #


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