With that I took a deep breath and leapt spreading my arms pretending I could fly . . .

I had a dream about you. You claimed Orafouraville was a town and I declared it a city. You said it was one resident shy of being a city and I said So what if that one resident is shy Do shy people not count as citizens Do introverts not pay taxes You tried to claim that you were talking about population size and classifications on categoriesnomenclature and nothing more. But I saw you for what you werea bigoted small-minded big-city elitist.

The basis of action is lack of imagination. It is the last resource of those who know not how to dream.

...I got to chase my dream for a while see what its like but this He stood and swept his arms wide. This and my family is worth any price.

I came to set fire to the earth. And I am watchful that the fire grow.May the fire of love grow in our hearts.May the fire of transformation glow in our movements.May the fire of purification burn away our sins.May the fire of justice guide our steps.May the fire of wisdom illuminate our paths.May the fire that spreads over the Earth never be extinguished.

Trume und Mrchen waren ihr eigentlicher Lebensinhalt dachte ich jetzt. Deshalb hat sie sich auch umgebracht dachte ich weil ein Mensch der nur Trume und Mrchen sich zu seinem Lebensinhalt gemacht hat in dieser Welt nicht berleben kann nicht berleben darf dachte ich.

I had a dream about you. You were wearing Sylvester Stallones sneer as pants but his lips were saggy on your legs so you had to wear a mustache as a belt.

Inherited Will The Destiny of the Age and The Dreams of the People. As long as people continue to pursue the meaning of Freedom these things will never cease to be - Gol D. Roger

I had a dream about you. I was sitting on your couch relating my succession of ideas on subconscious influence. I asked you what they meant and you told me that free associations were a bad way to advance my political career.

The longer I lived the longer it would be until I saw him alive again until I could taste his new lips and run my fingers through his new hair. We could be young and beautiful again . . .