I had a dream about you. You were Mickey Mantle and I was a fireplace without a mantle. I didnt like baseball so I kept telling you that you could do something productive with your life like becoming a Tupperware salesman.

Ones longing is not so much there for sense-gratification profit and self-preservation instead ones karma is there for no other purpose than inquiring after the Absolute Truth.

I had a dream about you. We were both surrounded by poor people but there was one big differenceI was poor but you were rich. Thats why I was shocked when you tried to rob me. After all I was one of many who voted you into power.

Dreaming and self-esteem are the only things to make one extraordinary....

Maybe someday if I succeed at something Ill stop saying It isnt fair about everything else.

As far as its ideal that you get helped by people it doesnt mean they are compelled to make your dreams come true without your own efforts.

I had a dream about you. The sky looked threatening and hail the size shape and color of boxing gloves started pounding us in the face. Luckily my mustache looked like Chuck Norris and you were able to take shelter under my nose.

You are likely to vomit your dreams if you take too much at a time. Take it one after the other and dont over-eat the dreams you have Dream big but start small

Energy speaks through dreams....are you listening

Hold my hand never let go.Be it tiringbe it painfulstill hold me tight.Draw me closer to our dreamssleep to every moment Im awakecolor my life with rainbowsand kiss me ---kiss me like theres no tomorrow.Touch my nose with yoursfill these gaps of my fingerssing me the melody I so long to hearand together ---together well stand from the edge of forevertogether well walk through the shorestogether well sail the ocean upon all the oddsand right now right therelove me ---love me like you never did she said.