Dawson creek

 The inevitable linger between dream and reality, honesty and big words. 

Dawson creak is a series who follows Dawson and his best friend Joey. Two friends who are spending their nights together in the bedroom of Dawson for 10 years, untill Joey feels that the attraction she has for him becomes romantic. 

This is how the series start and it was easy for me to be a fan of their story for they use big words and philosophy to enter into a world of day dreams. 

Dawson is oblivious that Joey has feelings for him that have the potential to make all of his dreams coms true. And may i say, the dream of many who watch. 

But finally, dawson is awakend at the end of the first season and there it is where i will begin my poetic reflections

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 The kiss at the end of the first season proclaims the duality of safety. It shines a light on the passion that must break ice but then retaliate in a loving manner to celebrate the silken honor that refuses to blend totally and thereby forget: just because we got what we wanted doesnt mean that we can bluntly take it for granted without some repercussion of losing it again.  The dreamer is confronted with his tendency to belief in the low self esteem that is never going to change and the realist gets confronted by her fear of rejection. She believes the whole world of love and magic is oblivious to her existence because her logical side is too faithful to matter to let her be a part of the creative imaginary world. Believing that the creative imaginary world would feel as there was an outcast in their midst.

The dreamer had to wake up from his fancy idea that he is such a good guy, not ruled by any impulses that laid waste to love. Choosing to please the audience instead of the love. Choosing big words instead of honest acts of reppurcussion because he does not want to shake the tree where he might actually share the silence where his desires are maybe heard.

Feeling ashamed to admit where his dreams really believe in. What they actually want to say. The girl gives him space, in secret hope, that allows him maybe to wake up from his day dream and see her, become her and throw caution overboard to trust on the 'obvious'. 

Of course the girl doesnt make it easy for the dreamer but as we live in a material world, i think she did a perfect job of not giving in to the illusive dream and standing her ground, demanding almost a full change in the dreamer in order to see if she could trust him.

It truly reminds me of my predicement at this moment. I, as a dreamer and a vast believer in magic doesnt want to tie myself to grand gestures. I am very afraid to be too upfront and seen as rude because i have a reputation of patience to uphold. But sometimes a person is to act on these grand gestures, if able. You dont want to do it when you break someone elses heart by doing so. You should not replace or act as if you are the solution for someone. 

It is only acceptable if you do it out of the neccesity of having no other choice. If your body gets sick because you dont express. And then all the tidalwaves that come afterwards with all of their complaints and dramatic scenario's will not have any better right or claim to justify their actions than you. 

We must, in all times, feel global happiness. So let the waves of emotions pass by, let the retaliations, the desire, the passion all eb away in the silence of patience and when your body feels that it wants or needs to say or do something after all the drama, then we will find that 'something' can be quite the powerful binder of difference. Than we might say that it is quite easy to have simplicity, no matter how complicated we choose to make our lives. 

In the second season, first episode, after the kiss, the dreamer is afraid of leaving his mind behind him and the girl is thrown again in the rigid unsecurity of her own heart.

A clash is formed and we desperatly hope that the bond of friendship can cross this ridge of playing new roles. Fortunaly the dreamer seems to trust his new achieved mind. 

"Your morning glow is highly suspicious" 

The innocent victory. The warm feeling that you yourself has beaten all odds and has been accepted in the light of all what is good. 

"Lets not abandon all sense of reality here" 

The dreamer stumbles over his words to try to let his mind catch up with his heart. But the heart is gone in the silken softness of gòodness and the mind can only surrender. 

"The second kiss. The rational one, the one that required thought"

Is the magic real? Did she really wanted to kiss me? What shall become of me? Can i trust him?