Children live in a world of dreams and imagination, a world of aliveness… There is a voice of wonder and amazement inside all of us; but we grow to realize we can no longer hear it, and we live in silence. It isn’t that God stopped speaking; it is that our lives became louder.
In dreams the images in the mind, in the subconscious, merge with and obliterate the perceptions from the astral senses, in a similar way that in daily life the subconscious causes the external world to be perceived with the colorations of thoughts, feelings, images, and emotions; in other words, we daydream or get lost in thoughts.
We as human beings have an obligation to face up to the dreams that we keep hidden deep within ourselves. Only what we do out of love is successful in the long run. But first we have to figure out what it is that we love.
Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time.
“At first, our only dream was to be able to play a show. Just one gig was all we wanted! But after our first gig, many other bands invited us to play with them at clubs. And record labels asked us to release an album.”
“It's always been my dream to come to the United States for a big fight, ... But the paymaster likely is going to have the final say. The crowds we could generate in Manchester for say a Floyd Mayweather fight would make it difficult to go anywhere else.”
“It's your version of whatever that is. We use those words because they are kind of empowering. Try to get back into your life and get back on track with dreams you have. There's nothing more attractive than a person who likes herself.”
Thoughts, pictures of him would come to me just a second after waking, shocking me from the forgetfulness of sleep, striking blows that were almost physical. And even in sleep I was not completely free. So often sleep brought dreams of him.
Holy shit, he was harder that a rod of steel, and as his leg ground out a torturous rhythm between my thighs, I realized I was hotter than spring in Seattle.This was not a dream, this was real, and I had just fondled the boner of the Grim Reaper.
Yes! That's what all our talk about a decent world has been... just so much bullshit.""We did say it was still only a dream.""And a bloody useless one at that. Life's a fuck-up and it's never going to change.