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I just watched that great movie with Johnny Depp starring in "The Rum Diary" as Paul Kemp, the main character of Hunter S. Thompson's novel with the same name, and got me thinking -again- about creativity and that simple and real way of life... Contrasting between the eternal chase of the "American Dream" and the "Fuck It All and Live Dream". About the first, it's there, come and grasp it. Easy? No way, unless you are ready to leave your conscience aside and step on people's dream's, but everyone is trying to get a slice of that "Dream" pie. Most people work endlessly chasing that carrot and sell out along the way. Leaving behind their values and ignoring their neighbour while running in a marathon where they are the rats in the maze.
About the second "dream", it's basically not a dream at all. I think it's the point in time when you realize that you are just a pathetic rat running round and round in the maze of a system just because you smell the cheese or, even worse, just because you've been promised a crumb of cheese which you have never seen. And then you re-evaluate your life and wonder... what if... what if I fuck it all and start living, what if I fuck it all and start doing what I want, what I believe to be important, what if I start doing nothing at all and hear the wonderful sound of silence? What matter more? To produce something that isn't mine or create something new that expands the borders of human intellect?
But, there's a big but here! You can't be creative when you work for money and someone else's product but also you can't be creative when you say so. Or, as I've put it more accurately in the bathroom, where all great ideas come from, "Creativity comes when nobody asked for it." or "Creativity comes when least expected."
My real point is that all these I'm doing while running in the maze doesn't work eventually. I cannot fulfil my purpose as a rat of the system because I want to just stop running and become a wine-drinking writer who travels the world and lives by his will. I want to live like there's no tomorrow but stop doing that when I want to and hear my footsteps on the sand or the rain hitting my shoulders. I want to breathe freedom and taste happiness. I want to see real faces surround me and people simple but true.
