journal entry of mine.
"because if you haven’t even got your dreams, then what do you really have left?"
here’s the thing about anyones past: it can’t be avoided. it can’t be forgotten only forgiven and realizing its who you were. there comes a time where you have to let go and if you cross paths with people you once knew, don’t be angry with them for going separate ways, forgive yourself as well as them. Cause if they still have a problem with you for who you were and can’t get past who you are now, it’s their problem not yours.
be the best you, you can be.
those were the wise words of Disney’s Pocahontas. but more importantly, these were the words brought to you by the people who were inspired by this woman to tell a story about her, whether it may or may not be true; that’s not the point.
my last post i reblogged was a video mashed up of various disney movies all combined together to represent how magical & beautiful Disney is and how this company as a whole has effected so many people. Disney isnt just magic it’s inspiration, whether people choose to see it or not.
i always thought i had to become famous to make a difference in this world. truth is being famous can’t give you everything and only corrupts your morals in the end because you’re being pressured to be something your not. fame changes everything, whether you mean it or not.
as cliche as this sounds coming from me, i dont want fame & glory. i’d rather create something that’ll last for generations to come, for people to cherish it in their hearts. this is what Disney is.
take for example the Lion King. i bet those animators are thrilled to have been apart of a movie that has done so well on many different platforms. this is what i want; to create something that’ll last and not just fade away.
it’s not about me being forgotten, its about wanting to be an inspiration and making a difference in whatever i can do. to inspire the uninspired.
i dont understand why my siblings feel they arent good enough for anything. they’re very well of what they’re good at, but feel they can’t do it. i feel fear gets in the way and this is where i get it from. i can’t say what i feel when i’m around them cause they make me feel that i’m wrong just because i’m younger than them, but i have big dreams. dont EVER be afraid to dream big. cause if you dont dream big you’ll never get anywhere.
i wanna break away from this habit of being afraid to say what i feel to anyone not just my family. i’ve heard every good advice out there, but it doesnt matter until i start doing & stop saying words.words only go so far.
i feel my move to California is gonna be the best decision i make for my future.
i’m not saying i want to be famous, i’m saying i want to do well at whatever i do and that i’m happy.
within the last week my oldest sister said she wasnt a big fan of Pocahontas because it promotes New Age ideals, such as the song “Colors of the Wind.” while she isnt dead wrong by any means about this subject, i don’t believe thats what Disney was targeting when making this film. the reason why they made those songs and showed the ways of the natives was to make the film seem more authentic with the indian culture. as the way of their culture is dyeing i should think it is a wonderful way to preserve this culture in the form of a cartoon and i truly believe they’ve done a marvelous job with it.
i wish people such as my oldest sister & my parents can get past this notion and stop judging this cartoon based on just New Age ideals alone and understand what the message Disney was trying to promote. Pocahontas taught us that we’re all created the same and that fighting gets us no where with racism doing more harm than good. you see that when Radcliffe gets locked up cause his crew saw that he was a crazed lunatic bent on claiming things that only benefit himself and not the well being of others. we have to see past peoples differences to understand them as people with feelings not just animals who are heartless. cause when you dont take note & time to understand the other side; peoples lives become lost.