Fact and fiction… sitting in a tree

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If your head is anything like my head, then trying to work out which thoughts are fact and which thoughts are fiction is no simple task.

Being a daydreamer, I naturally find myself craving and creating and developing fiction into this glamorous never ending movie in my head, yet it is still based on facts. The fiction may well be powerful in manifesting a future I desire in this moment but the facts can often be the chains and shackles that hold those manifestations back. Maybe this is the moment the two merge and become indistinguishable? Maybe this is the moment to pick and choose which fiction I prefer over which facts?

I could spend all my money and the rest of my life in therapy beating the fiction out of myself, so I can form a disciplined and uniformed life free of distraction and confusion. But I won’t be doing that.

I am a daydreamer. And often my days fly by without a care in the world or a remotely productive moment. Occasionally I feel guilty about that, but I more often than not I love every moment of it.

Sometimes I have to stop daydreaming and do fact based things like work and fix things and say hello to people and occasionally it makes me feel useful but more often than not it makes me want to curl up and daydream something else. Fact and fiction merge. Those facts can be so much more bearable when they are turned into fiction.

I mean I am Billy Bugle and I am total fiction. No DNA. But I am definitely a billion facts and experiences which have morphed into this persona. I was daydreamed into existence and the fact is I exist.

In this era, particularly when anyone can become an online Guru, there is so much contradicting information and advice and social commentary on what and how we should be thinking.

Who knows who is qualified to say what is or isn’t the way. Trust me I have read and followed and questioned a raft of people with ‘answers’ and whilst nothing and no-one in particular lead to a life of eternal happiness, it is a useful journey if you manage to discover some or any useful personal conclusions.

And I conclude. The teachers and family and people who would say to me and you as a child ‘you are such a daydreamer, get your head out of the clouds, daydreaming will get you no where’ may have had a point in relation to me not being a billionaire in financial terms. But in terms of having a sanctuary and laboratory where things can happen how I want, at any time I want, is more invaluable to me. Its not isolation. It’s not a bad habit.

The online educators and Gurus and preachers are actively selling books telling us to daydream in its many guises, and sometimes they are selling us books about the harm of daydreaming in its many guises. Because contradiction is good for business.

Success in business they say is realised with focused visualization (daydreaming). The secret the rich do not want you to know about is manifesting they say (daydreaming). A literary genius might muse (daydream). An inventor starts with an idea in their mind and then makes it (daydreaming). A Guru might encourage you to clear your mind and engage with the oneness of the universe in meditation (daydreaming). A hypnotist might want to take you to a place where you can create an image of something preferable in your mind and change your life forever (daydreaming). I sit on the sofa thinking things I would rather be doing or creating (time-wasting). Or maybe I am just making excuses for myself.

If you, like I, have spent many years trying to find answers from all the usual routes and resource’s and mentors then you will understand that so much of it doesnt work for you, of course this doesnt mean its bad information. I am the first to shout out hypocrisy and shyster behaviour in this field when vulnerable people are targeted for fast cash, but more often than not you have to sift through what is useful for you personally.

Yet after a long search, which is never ending by the way, the beauty of being explorers, we will also find many things that do work for us and to be honest if that is genuinely the case then who is to say it is right or wrong, or vogue or outdated.

Daydreaming works for me – It may help me avoid something, or everything, which of course is the opposite advice of many therapists, yet it works for me. It might help me visualise something I want so strongly that the rest of my soul finds a way to get it. It might just make a sad day a happy day. And I am in good company with all those inventors and muses who copy my format for creating. Even though I don’t actually create very much after daydreaming. Just a new idea for a new daydream.

But you can see even from these basic words how fiction becomes fact so easily. How facts are born from fiction and how fiction expands facts into new facts and fiction. Or maybe I am just making excuses for myself.

I am pure fiction yet based on a lifetime of facts. I’m not a preacher and I don’t have your specific answers other than a path I took and fell off time and time again – Head chaos and addictions and failures and doubts and blah blah blah. But I can safely say whatever you are trying, keep trying and don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise or use their financial needs to distract you.

There has to be a little more than this doesn’t there? Even when you feel you have mastered one little itch or big bruise. There must still be more than this? Close your eyes and daydream or muse or meditate or invent or create or just go blank. Especially during those times your crying out with these questions. Is this all that there is? Don’t go down the abyss thinking that there is nothing more, go into that beautiful whacky crazy mind and dream up something more.

Daydreaming is a distraction and we all know how to do it, we don’t have to fear it or feel embarrassed if we got the pose or fengshui wrong. We can just do it. Standing on the subway holding the rail and daydream. On the park bench or the sofa. Its free. No subscription or expensive accessories. And if you find yourself dark daydreaming start again because its only fiction. And that’s fact.

The purpose of Subwaysouls.com is distraction. There is no great plan or scheme – just stuff. Maybe a head dumping or a useful resource. Maybe useful or maybe not. There is no calculation in the world that can figure out how many or which of these words are fact or fiction because they procreate together. Just take the words you want and leave the rest on the page.

However, there is one pure fact untainted by fiction here, being the intention of Subwaysouls.com. An honourable hope of you finding something to distract you from the real world, even for a tiny brief moment, maybe to spark a new direction or thought or feeling or action or decision. And that’s OK. Some words may be useful and many will be silly nonsense. This is never going to win any literary prizes but it is what it is.

There is always a little more than this…

Billy Bugle. Fictional.