WE CAN ALL LIVE IN WONDERLAND
I’ve heard “Jared lives in his own little world” since I was a toddler. I now understand that to mean “Jared doesn’t live in reality”. I disagree.
I believe the world is exactly what we make it. We create our own reality. What may be steadfast and true in my reality may be entirely absurd in someone else’s.
Bob Goff invents holidays, unites world leaders, incites parades, brings justice to Uganda, creates peace treaties and defines a lasting goodbye when he and his family jump fully clothed into the lake, waving as others sail away in a boat.
This is more representative of lunacy than reality for most people. But I think it’s a choice.
I live in a world full of dreams, faith and whimsy where anything is possible if you believe. Relationships always trump trivial things like time, money and comfort. Each step of life is raw and deliberate. I believe loyalty, vulnerability and honesty to be among the most imperative of characteristics. And I believe there is purpose to everything.
“I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately, I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life; to put to rout all that was not life and not when I had come to die Discover that I had not lived.” – Thoreau
I’m convinced that most people considered to be “crazy” are actually the ones that really get it. (Tom Waits, you are Leviticusly Deuteronomous.)
I think the secret to happiness is a life of whimsy and ubuntu (and Mariachi music helps).
“Alice in Suburbia” might have been a bit of a letdown. It’s Wonderland that intrigues us; the mystery, the adventure and the Mad Hatter; wide eyed and awestruck. I choose Wonderland. Why not?