It is just my imagination that fliesWhile she is wrapped up in her bedsheetslike a nest.

DEATH Mostly they arent too keen to see me. They fear the sunless lands. But they enter your realm each night without fear.MORPHEUS And I am far more terrible than you sister.

When man is with God in awe and love then he is praying.

If they are wrong they need your prayers all the more and if they are your enemies then you are under orders to pray for them. That is one of the rules common to the whole house.

people can die dreams cant

It might be that to surrender to happiness was to accept defeat but it was a defeat better than many victories.

Let us depart instead for the fields of Dreams and wander those blue romantic hills where stands the abandoned tower of the Supernatural where cool mosses clothe the ruins of Idealism. Let us in short indulge in a little fantasy

True I talk of dreamsWhich are the children of an idle brainBegot of nothing but vain fantasyWhich is as thin of substance as the airAnd more inconstant than the wind who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the northAnd being angerd puffs away from thenceTurning his side to the dew-dropping south.

Writing is prayer.

You have had a dream for so many years. Let today be the day you make a plan for it. Just think about how much more likely you are to hit your target when you finally aim at it.