Sometimes I feel like Im losing my mind she said with a hintof sadness.You lost your mind a long time ago he said seriously. She looked at him with indignation. Thats a compliment for anyone who knows the freedom and clarity of losing their mind he reaffirmed her.

You dont have to do this Ronan said.There isnt anything else man.Theres reality.Kavinsky laughed the word. Reality Realitys what other people dream for you.Realitys where other people are Ronan replied. He stretched out his arms. Whats here K Nothing No oneJust us.There was a heavy understanding in that statement amplified by the dream. I know what you are Kavinsky had said.Thats not enough Ronan replied.

A Writer is Actor Creator Director Producer Of HIS Life. Ask ME anything.

Prayer before BirthI am not yet born O hear me.Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the club-footed ghoul come near me.I am not yet born console me.I fear that the human race may with tall walls wall me with strong drugs dope me with wise lies lure me on black racks rack me in blood-baths roll me.I am not yet born provide meWith water to dandle me grass to grow for me trees to talk to me sky to sing to me birds and a white light in the back of my mind to guide me.I am not yet born forgive meFor the sins that in me the world shall commit my words when they speak me my thoughts when they think me my treason engendered by traitors beyond me my life when they murder by means of my hands my death when they live me.I am not yet born rehearse meIn the parts I must play and the cues I must take when old men lecture me bureaucrats hector me mountains frown at me lovers laugh at me the white waves call me to folly and the desert calls me to doom and the beggar refuses my gift and my children curse me.I am not yet born O hear meLet not the man who is beast or who thinks he is God come near me.I am not yet born O fill meWith strength against those who would freeze my humanity would dragoon me into a lethal automaton would make me a cog in a machine a thing with one face a thing and against all those who would dissipate my entirety would blow me like thistledown hither and thither or hither and thither like water held in the hands would spill me.Let them not make me a stone and let them not spill me.Otherwise kill me.

To achieve the impossible you must attempt the absurd

Trying to remember a dream from a decade ago is like trying to catch fog in a coffee filter. I could subsist on morning mist.

When someone you love dies you are given the gift of second chances. Their eulogy is a reminder that the living can turn their lives around at any point. Youre not bound by the past that is who you used to be. Youre reminded that your feelings are not who you are but how you felt at that moment. Your bad choices defined you yesterday but they are not who you are today. Your future doesnt have to travel the same path with the same people. You can start over. You dont have to apologize to people that wont listen. You dont have to justify your feelings or actions during a difficult time in your life. You dont have to put up with people that are insecure and want you to fail. All you have to do is walk forward with a positive outlook and trust that God has a plan that is greater than the sorrow you left behind. The people of quality that were meant to be in your life wont need you to explain the beauty of your heart. They already understand what being human is----a roller coaster ride of emotions during rainstorms and sunshine sprinkled with moments when you can almost reach the stars.

For glory lit and life alive for goals unreached and aims to strive. All men must try the wind did see. It is the test it is the dream.

If you were starving and had all the time in the world would you stop eating the greatest slice of cake on earth halfway through Then why would you quit on your dreams

In the long run what people think about sheperds and bakers becomes more important for them than their own Personal Legends.