It is a commonly accepted paradigm that reason is something good and irrationality is insane, yes, by definition. This is why we think we have to have reasons for everything. Reasons for each action, thought, word, action and omission; we judge ourselves and we judge others for each reason that is missing and we even have moments of anxiety when our heart offers alternatives that are not based on any reason at all.
And the unreasonable? Immediate judgment is insanity and insanity requires treatment. Insanity is a disease. It even requires reclusion. Things that are unreasonable must even find a reason strong enough to pacify their violence and become an appropriate, well grounded, duly documented explanation. This is how we declare the victory of reason and feel good about ourselves.
My heresy is that irrationality makes sense. Irrationality is the manifestation of the passion felt by the direction of dreams and even if it cannot find a reason or explanation, it dares to act, it dares to live. Irrationality is a manifestation of love, a symptom that the heart is pumping, a statement of life.
When we are in love, we feel more alive than ever, and the more irrational we are, there is nothing that can stop us, intimidate us, convince us not to carry on. When we are in love, nothing is impossible. There is simply no reason good enough to quiet our heart. That is the greatest display of irrationality. If you can be totally unreasonable in the name of love, why not declare your irrationality in your own life in the name of the love for yourself?
When are we going to stop postponing our dreams for any little reason that crosses our path? When are we going to stop postponing our life in search for a reason that is good enough to live it fully? When are we going to stop living, pretending to be alive? When are we going to stop needing reasons? Let’s be deeply unreasonable when it comes to happiness. Let’s be completely unreasonable when it comes to life. Aren't we alive?
Do I have to give you another reason?
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