Can’t.

Four letters. No more, no less. Three of them grant you permission to conquer the world. One deprives you of the glory. “It can’t be done”, “Don’t bother”-they say- “Many others have tried before and failed”.

So you listen to those voices and surrender your hopes, returning to the comfort of the explored and the console of the ordinary. Or perhaps not. Maybe you hear those voices but don’t listen to them. And when the words “impossible”, “unattainable”, or “can’t” are pronounced what echoes instead in your soul are “dreams”, “passion” and “will”.

Absurd.

How terrifying. How beautiful. The absurd lies in the depth of your imagination soothed by the lullaby of the lowest common denominator. It lives in your heart and dies in your head. Face it for the first time and excitement envelopes you. Praise the absurd.

For only those who attempt it will attain the impossible.

Unrealistic.

A word created to inspire fear and doubt. An adjective born to undermine the will. A spear to pierce the heart of dreams. A pretext to accept defeat. An alibi for the irresolute and an excuse for mediocrity.

Above all, the voice of those who don’t dare against those who truly believe.

From a Mercedes Benz Ad.