What am I to doWhat is my destinyI have no idea not a clueFeeling lost and empty.What is my dreamWhat is my futureI beg thee to listen to meI beg thee to answer.

Expectations were like fine pottery. The harder you held them the more likely they were to crack.

My dreams had to be His dreams the ones He placed in my heart. They couldnt be the ones I thought I should have or needed for the purpose of making other people like me.

I had a dream about you. The seasons changed but you did not. You were the same old person you always were only older. And I was the same old person I always was only younger. Yes Id discovered the Fountain of Youth and since we were such old friends I was going to let you have a swig for 10 off the suggested retail price.

You musnt be afraid to dream a little bigger darling.

Los Angeles was the kind of place where everybody was from somewhere else and nobody really droppped anchor. It was a transient place. People drawn by the dream people running from the nightmare. Twelve million people and all of them ready to make a break for it if necessary. Figuratively literally metaphorically -- any way you want to look at it -- everbody in L.A. keeps a bag packed. Just in case.

I had a dream about you. We were in a band. I was the lead singer guitar player saxophonist harpist violinist bassist cellist harmonica player pianist and drummer. Oh and I played the trumpet. And you you had the important roleyou played air guitar. I feel this dream accurately reflects me as an unselfish person willing to stand in the shade so someone else might enjoy the spotlight and get all the glory.

God bless us every one

If you want your prayers answered get up off your knees and do something about them.

Those who pray for your downfall are concentrating negative thoughts towards you without taking cognisance of the slippery ground in which they are standing which could lead to their downfall.