Dreams and Voices

So I'm sitting here in my room, on the last hour of the day. Today was the observance of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.'s birthday. Sitting here, listening to Bono sing, reflecting on the day that was had, and throughout this whole day, not once did anything about this man occur to me, until a few hours ago. A dream is being brought to life. The walls of separation are breaking. Tomorrow history is being made.

The impression made by a man with a voice that still echoes to this day, is finally seeing its fruit. How often does a generation get to see the result of such an impact? How often does a generation make an impact? How often do we make impacts? I began to wonder this today as I was walking the exhibits of a museum I visited with friends. As I walked up and down those halls filled with these amazing pieces of work, I wondered if the person who made these works of art ever had the intention having there work on display in a glass box or hanging on a wall, to be viewed by someone like myself. One of the things that really stuck out was a few suits of armor. It made me think of the man who wore it. What was his name? Where was he from? What was his impact?

Now granted we will never say that of Dr. King, but there have been many voices before his. Voices heard and followed, and voices that were heard, yet forgotten or just added without concern into a text book. We all have had an impact in our lives; good ones and bad ones. And let's face it, the bad ones seem to happen more so than the good. So are these social impacts that of chance, or are the formed like the birth of extraterrestrial diamonds in the sky? I believe there is a science to impact. But how could one do so from such lowly circumstances?

It happens through embracing the marks left on your life. Turning your pain into a dream. Giving life to your dream through a voice. A dream with a voice is the start of an impact. Impact creates change. It's up to you how to use it, and what to use it for.

I think this quote is one that I struggle with just out still being young and still developing my voice. "Dream of the world you want to live in. Then dream out loud."


To all my friends, I love you all. We span across the board of the worlds background, and we don't see each other as black or white, Hispanic or Asian, etc. We are people. Say what you want about Dr. King's personal life, but his dream is one that we take for granted, and one that people will fight against. So I thank him and remember his passion and zeal for what he gave his life for.


Now it's time to see how a new man's dream will make an impact.