I dont mean to be ungrateful but if someones out there answering prayers mines not at the top of the list

Shall I tell you what rock and roll is Johnno from someone who doesnt perform but observes Its restless and rude. Its defiant and daring. Its a fist shaken at age. Its a voice that often screams out questions because the answers are always changing. The very young play it because theyre searching for some way to express their anger or joy their confusion and their dreams. Once in a while and only once in a while someone comes along who truly understands who has the gift to transfer all those needs and emotions into music.

I suppose it is submerged realities that give to dreams their curious air of hyper-reality. But perhaps there is something else as well something nebulous gauze-like through which everything one sees in a dream seems paradoxically much clearer. A pond becomes a lake a breeze becomes a storm a handful of dust is a desert a grain of sulphur in the blood is a volcanic inferno. What manner of theater is it in which we are at once playwright actor stage manager scene painter and audience

To embark on the journey towards your goals and dreams requires bravery. To remain on that path requires courage. The bridge that merges the two is commitment.

Push yourself to do more and to experience more. Harness your energy to start expanding your dreams. Yes expand your dreams. Dont accept a life of mediocrity when you hold such infinite potential within the fortress of your mind. Dare to tap into your greatness.

Dreams are our only geographyour native land.

I have always been a firm believer in God and the power of prayer though to be honest my faith has made for alist of questions I definitely want answered after Im gone.

I had a dream about you. In my dream I stole all your money kidnapped your parents and mailed you mannequin parts spray-painted red in a series of packages that also included ransom notes. Then towards the end of the dream the cops surrounded my cave and swarmed in to arrest me. Sweating my eyes shot open and I realized it was a dream. Of course its a dream I thought. The cops have no idea where my cave is and your first package has yet to be delivered.

God takes everyone he loves through a desert. It is his cure for our wandering hearts restlessly searching for a new Eden... The best gift of the desert is Gods presence... The protective love of the Shepherd gives me courage to face the interior journey.

A lot of parents tell their children that if they want to be an actor thats fine but they should do something else first so theyve got something to fall back on. It doesnt work like that as far as Im concerned.