There's so much more that I want to do. Of course it's great what
There's so much more that I want to do. Of course it's great what has happened so far: Ultra, Coachella, EDC. But still, production-wise and show-wise, I'd love to play a show at Madison Square Garden. Stuff like that is beyond my imagination.
“There’s so much more that I want to do. Of course it’s great what has happened so far: Ultra, Coachella, EDC. But still, production-wise and show-wise, I’d love to play a show at Madison Square Garden. Stuff like that is beyond my imagination.” Thus spoke Martin Garrix, a youth of melody and light, whose name became thunder across the world’s greatest stages. Yet in these words, he reveals not pride, but humility — the sacred fire of those who strive still higher, even from the mountaintop. His voice, though born in the age of electronic sound, carries the timeless spirit of the ancients: that greatness is not a destination, but a continual ascent toward the horizon of the impossible.
The origin of this quote lies in the heart of ambition — not the hunger for fame, but the yearning of the soul to evolve. When Garrix speaks of Ultra, Coachella, and EDC, he is naming temples of music, places where thousands gather to lose themselves in rhythm and light. To reach these heights is to be crowned among the immortals of one’s art. Yet he looks beyond even that — toward Madison Square Garden, that hallowed hall where dreams become legend. His longing is not for applause, but for transcendence: to create an experience so vast, so radiant, that it lies beyond imagination.
The ancients would have known such longing well. Alexander of Macedon, having conquered the known world, wept when no more lands remained to claim. Yet what he sought was not mere conquest, but the edge of the map — the unknown, the unthinkable. So too does Garrix remind us that true creators, true dreamers, are never satisfied with what is. They dwell always in the tension between achievement and aspiration, their hearts tuned to a higher note that no one else yet hears.
To desire the beyond is not arrogance; it is reverence for possibility. The imagination is both compass and horizon — it shows us where to go and humbles us with what we cannot yet see. Garrix’s words echo the truth that even in moments of triumph, the spirit must remain restless, ever reaching for the unseen. The man who says “It is enough” begins to fade; the one who whispers “There is more” keeps the fire alive. The beyond is not a place, but a state of being — a perpetual unfolding of the soul’s creative force.
Think of Leonardo da Vinci, whose sketches still whisper of wings centuries before mankind would fly. He too stood before his own “Madison Square Garden” — a vision that felt beyond imagination. Yet through persistence and wonder, his thoughts became prophecy. Every artist, every creator, walks this same path: from dream to design, from sound to symphony, from the possible to the miraculous. To live as Garrix lives is to honor this lineage — to be ever grateful, yet never still.
The wisdom here, my friends, is this: do not rest upon your laurels. The world will praise you for what you have done, but the divine will judge you by what you have yet dared to dream. Let every victory be not a resting place, but a springboard. Whether your stage is vast as the Garden or small as your own room, play with the same fire. For the spirit that seeks “more” — not out of greed, but out of wonder — is the spirit that never dies.
Take this lesson into your own life: when your work bears fruit, rejoice — but plant again. When your song is sung, listen for the next melody. When your dream comes true, look beyond it. Feed your imagination with visions too large for comfort, too wild for reason. For in chasing what lies beyond imagination, you walk the path of the creators, the innovators, the gods of tomorrow.
And so, in Garrix’s humble words lies a teaching for all generations: Gratitude is the root, but aspiration is the blossom. Celebrate what you have built, but never cease building. For the moment you believe you have reached your peak, you have already begun your descent. Keep climbing. Keep dreaming. For the summit, my child, is only the doorway to a greater sky.
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