Earlier today while waiting for the DNC to start I saw a commercial for a heart disease medication. The narrator said "for individuals with heart disease, tomorrow isn't a guarantee..." "It's not guaranteed for anyone" I sputtered after it ended with presumably what was a young girls grandmother teaching her how to play the song from Little Orphan Annie - The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow, then transitioning to a grandfather finishing the song acapella to an infant in his arms which one would generally also assumed to be a grand or great-grand child. It was very sweet and I smiled thinking about the first time I had heard the song. Optimism (and insanely good luck) is the core message of the musical which seems like a cheerful way to be. But is it really? What if optimism is just a giant delusion to avoid the present?
The general perception of a realist seems to be akin to Eyeore, the miserable donkey in the Hundred Acre Wood. Everyone takes in and processes only a certain amount of the information around them compressing experiences then filling in the general impressions of trees, tables, other individuals etc. I would venture to say it's impossible to absorb every bit of sensory data passing by while still possessing prejudices and thought patterns in general. Since the core function of ego is to judge things to hopefully attain maximum existence, letting go of thought is counter intuitive. Point being is you can take in "real" sensory input but most of those people are still seeing the data through a filter and that filter is usually negative. They'd rather see the freight train coming than be blind sided it because maybe you could still get out of the way if you paid close attention.
When you let go of attachments to ego and what sustains it, you quit having to judge things seeing what is and accepting it. That doesn't mean you don't ever act, you do, but it's without attachment to the outcome. This takes the panic out of things because instead of blanking out the "miserable" present through perpetually hoping in the future, you decide to quit thinking about the future knowing it will change one day "so why not enjoy the present as best as possible?"
The sun may not come out tomorrow, next week or next month but all things seek balance so it will be back eventually. Life is like roulette - eventually it pretty much balances out but there's always the off chance of landing on a green with one or more zeroes, (5.26% in American roulette when playing only black or red) and some crazy shit happens. Basically anything is possible but some things are more probable. Who cares what the sun does tomorrow? Hello darkness my old friend...one day we'll see the sun again - and for now we'll enjoy the neon lights. Or something like that...I'm not Paul Simon. He's heard the sound of silence. Think about that for a bit...