May you one day find the place where your dreams and reality collide.

Imagination is the other end of Reality.

And when I fall in love I began I will build a mountain to touch the sky. Then my lover and I will have the best of both worlds reality firmly under our feet while we have our heads in the clouds with all our illusions still intact. And the purple grass will grow all around high enough to reach our eyes.

Prayer mirrors the gospel. In the gospel the Father takes us as we are and gives us his gift of salvation. In prayer the Father receives us as we are because of Jesus and gives us his gift of help.

I work so hard for profits because my dreams are expensive.

Dare to live the fairytale.

Decision is the wing that makes dreams to go and grow and flow and fly. No decision no fulfilled destiny

I suppose I just dont like to think or believe that once a man has acquired the gift of dreaming he should or even can ever lose it.

I dont want to wake up. I cant feel the cold of life. I cant feel fear in my dreams. When awake we are green and red bits glowing under a machine lights turn off and on and people of science convince themselves they know whats going on. Backs are patted hand are shaken. Test record collect. They tell us what we already know. We are all dying dying slow. When awake there is a feeling of impending doom and if you cant feel it close your eyes or open them further. When were in a box underground heaven is finally above us but its not in the sky. Heaven is the planet we lived on and all of the angels are people. Here in a dream its just me floating in the back of my mind among parts we dont fully understand.

Remember your wishes are on the ways God created. If you miss the way you are automatically missing that great treasure Be on the way of the Lord and your wishes will meet you at a chosen junction