My dreams were all my own I accounted for them to nobody they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free.

There are life events that can destroy the personality which is a lot more fragile than most people imagine constructed as it is from bits provided by others in the most haphazard way. People can be torn down to the core shattered as the expression goes and then they seek sleep. And dreams which provide the ground for the construction of a new and more integrated self. Providing theres a core and providing theyre willing to do the work.

People forget they have options. And they forget that those things dont really matter. They should concentrate on what they have and not what they dont have. And by the way wishing and dreaming doesnt mean concentrating on what you dont have its positive thinking that encourages hoping and believing not whinging and moaning.

Theres no heaven as I had known before. Its just a great universe which is available to be enjoyed by souls who dream about it.

We all woke up this morning and we had with it the amazing return of our conscious mind. We recovered minds with a complete sense of self and a complete sense of our own existence yet we hardly ever pause to consider this wonder.

You dance love and you dance joy and you dance dreams. And I know if I can make you smile by jumping over a couple of couches or running through a rainstorm then Ill be very glad to be a song and dance man.

Dont worry if people think youre crazy. You are crazy. You have that kind of intoxicating insanity that lets other people dream outside of the lines and become who theyre destined to be.

I had a dream about you. Your face was puffy like a puffer fish only puffier and I thought it was from crying. Nope turns out you were just fat. But at least you were fat and happy.

I can dream though - cant I for myself Even if you have not the imagination or the soul

what is love love is you