I had a dream about you. I thought together we could change the world but you said youd rather change the TV channel. But you were all talk because you never even did that. So I sat there with you watching the Fiction Channel otherwise known as a 24-hour news station.

Life is about learning to fly when everyone says you will fall.

A dreamer must be discovered working or working on it or it is reduced to a wish.

I had a dream that I was perfectI woke up and was still perfect. Aw.

Dreams were frail things when all was said and loneliness the only certainty.

I had a dream about you. You looked so beautiful that I felt compelled to say something. So I said The fish taco wasnt nearly as stinky as I imagined itd be. You looked at me with your gorgeous eyes and said Life isnt all roses to the noseless and those with eyes need to listen closely. I nodded my head in agreement even though I didnt have a clue what you meant. But thats what love does right It makes men clueless.

To me Hell isnt a place its a state of mind. It is a psychological self-imprisonment in which fear is the warden. It is a result of not living in alignment with your goals dreams and purpose. It is to find yourself in the endless emotional agony of What if

Your life isnt determined by your mistakes but by your determination to keep going despite of them.

I had a dream that I could please everyone. Well that will always be a dream because I find that near to impossible to do.

I had a dream about you. I had converted a beached whale into a tour bus and I asked you to be my driver. You asked what kind of people youd be driving around and I said Dead people. You frowned and said Dead people dont tip. And I said Yes but they also dont protest when you root through their pockets.