I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?

Reality shapes itself through what we believe

There's something quietly radical about approaching life this way—not as someone who's gullible, but as someone who refuses to prematurely shut down possibilities. Most of us learn the opposite: we're taught to be skeptical first, to demand proof before we believe. But Lennon's point isn't about literal fairies showing up in your garden. It's about recognizing that the imagination, the stories we tell ourselves, the fears we carry—these shape our actual lived experience just as much as physical reality does. A dream that wakes you at 3 AM in cold sweat is doing real work on your nervous system. A myth you absorbed as a child is still directing your choices today.

The tricky part is holding both: you can believe in the power of imagination while also paying attention to evidence. But Lennon's angle is worth sitting with, especially in a world that's gotten brutally efficient at dismissing anything that can't be measured. When we dismiss dreams as "just dreams" or call something "only in your head" like that makes it less important, we're actually diminishing something that shapes who we become. The question isn't whether fairies exist—it's whether we're brave enough to take seriously the invisible forces that clearly do.