The sun shine comes you see the shine you see the color when night comes you the stars you see the dark the blooming moon you choose a star you follow the star it comes in your dreams you follow stars once a light bug dies you see a new star you follow the star your dreams come true.

The way to screw up somebodys life is to give them what they want.

What you had yesterday is only memories what you will have tomorrow is your dreams and what you will do today let it be love.

Theres no point having wishes if you dont at least try to do them

Im living a dream I never want to wake up from.

Yes I run with the hare and hunt with the hounds I pray and I meditate as well. I just believe in the old saying Nothing ventured nothing gained. Why I do this Well there is a deep-rooted imperfection in me which nested in my DNA and causes a linear interference that affects my consciousness. As a result I dont feel at home at any religion and still I believe in God the infinite energy of our creation.

If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. He will put some things behind will pass an invisible boundary new universal and more liberal laws will begin to establish themselves around and within him or the old laws be expanded and interpreted in his favor in a more liberal sense and he will live with the license of a higher order of beings.

... I grew up out of that strange dreamy childhood of mine and went into the world of reality. I met with experiences that bruised my spirit - but they never harmed my ideal world. That was always mine to retreat into at will. I learned that that world and the real world clashed hopelessly and irreconcilably and I learned to keep them apart so that the former might remain for me unspoiled. I learned to meet other people on their own ground since there seemed to be no meeting place on mine. I learned to hide the thoughts and dreams and fancies that had no place in the strife and clash of the market place. I found that it was useless to look for kindred souls in the multitude one might stumble on such here and there but as a rule it seemed to me that the majority of people lived for the things of time and sense alone and could not understand my other life. So I piped and danced to other peoples piping - and held fast to my own soul as best I could.

I dont paint dreams or nightmares I paint my own reality.

The dreams we are chasing and the reality that is chasing us are always parallel they never meet.