Our Dream Isn’t To Be…

Summary

The text reflects on the human tendency to define oneself through contrast with others, often focusing on the flaws and darkness in others to affirm our own goodness and righteousness.

Abstract

The poem and accompanying text delve into the complex nature of human psychology, particularly how individuals assert their own morality and identity by identifying and criticizing the perceived faults in others. It suggests that our desire to be good is intrinsically linked to our ability to see and acknowledge the bad within ourselves and others. The narrative posits that our dreams and desires are not about personal achievement but about contrasting ourselves with others to validate our own worth. The text implies that this contrast is a way to externalize our own internal struggles and demons, projecting them onto others to maintain a sense of self-righteousness.

Opinions

The author believes that people often see the world in a dualistic manner, where they can only be right or good if others are wrong or bad.
There is a suggestion that individuals are inclined to look for their own reflection in the eyes of others, seeking to find their own virtues or vices mirrored back at them.
The text conveys a sense of irony in how people must see themselves as bad to recognize the bad in others, implying a shared human fallibility.
It is implied that our judgments of others are a projection of our own internal battles and that we use these judgments to affirm our own moral standing.
The author seems to critique the human tendency to contrast oneself with others as a misguided approach to self-discovery and validation.

But to have them in

Nothing smells well No actions are sincere Only ours, often time Theirs, sometimes When they please our hearts

The world is perishing Hatred, malice, deceit… And the passing of our time But we look for demons in their smiles And believe the good abides in our minds

How come we could see their badness Unless we can recognize it within our mind How well would we find their darkness If we didn’t explore it, at least in our dream

Our reasonings be like We won’t be right Unless they are wrong We can’t be good If they are too

We better look awful to find their insufficiency Or dizzy to call out their so-called craziness As we try to prove…. Our acts are inside out And we are seen from within

Our dream isn’t to be… but to contrast Our desire isn’t to feel but to have them in We don’t look at their face We look for our face in their eyes Or their demons, somewhere from their past

Our Dream Isn’t To Be…

But to have them in

The Perfect Road

Take it as if the time comes

The World, As Several

In our worlds we are

Lie To Fly

Our words turn around