I decree and I declare that I am not a raw material but rather a finished product. God knows me and knows the reason for which he created me. I am not here on earth to merely live and depart.

I had a dream about you. I was a shoe salesman and you had no feet. I needed to make a sale or Id be fired and you needed reliable transportation. I suggested you buy shoes from me and for me and in return Id give you a piggyback ride. In the end you bought a new purse and I ended up punching my boss in his face.

I desired always to stretch the night and fill it fuller and fuller with dreams.

My hand-stitched wings itchto take flightto test the winds of changethat inevitably blow at the end of a cycle.

It is beautiful because it could have been. It should have been.

Your abilities are not enough to fulfill your wishes so work considering your wishes and not your abilities.

I had a dream about you. You whispered in my ear and I couldnt quite hear what you said because Beethoven was being deaf too loud in the corner of the room. I thought you said you loved me but its also possible you said it sounds like a racehorse galloping when I pee.

I had a dream about you. I was a consumer and you were a consumed. My grocery list had 10 items on it. Items 1-9 were cat food and the 10th item was condoms. But not for sexthey were to store my leftovers as Tupperware had been decreed illegal by the king.

The longer you live the more dreams you should have to keep you occupied.

Every journey has its own traveler. Every dream has its own dreamer. We are all belonged to a specific journey and dream. Some people are currently looking for it some people are just figuring it out some people are still lost and to some they have finally found it.