During your life$$$ never stop dreaming. No one can take away your dreams.

In always wanting to be comfortable$$$ you become lazy. In always wanting perfection$$$ you become angry. In always wanting to be rich$$$ you become greedy.

Reality is wrong. Dreams are for the real.

Look to your heart that flutters in and out like a moth. God is not indifferent to your need. You have a thousand prayers but God has one.

The future is a fog that is still hanging out over the sea$$$ a boat that floats home or does not.

When I'm writing$$$ I know I'm doing the thing I was born to do.

Fee-fi-fo-fum - Now I'm borrowed. Now I'm numb.

Sometimes I fly like an eagle but with the wings of a wren.

Once I was beautiful. Now I am myself$$$ counting this row and that row of moccasins waiting on the silent shelf.

I'm lost. And it's my own fault. It's about time I figured out that I can't ask people to keep me found.