My first heart beat is my first dream, my first cloud to walk on, and my first note to hear…
Have you ever believed in a dream more than you believe in everything you can touch in this world? Have you ever closed your eyes and realized you can’t stop seeing? Have you ever thought a blink of an eye can be a switch between two worlds? Can you tell which world is real? Can you proof they are both not real? Can you convince me you are only found in the present?
What if I told you that where you are now is where you wished to be yesterday? Would that make sense? What if I told that when you are right now is a choice you have taken? Can you ask yourself where you are? Can you describe when you are without saying:”the present”?
In a second I escape what you call reality into another reality of my own, or what you would call a dream. You have to live the dream before you live it in your reality, you have to see everything in your dream with high quality that you won’t tell it apart from reality, and that’s my mascot…
I don’t see black when I close my eyes, I see black when I tell my self I’m not seeing even when my eyes are still open.
Silence will never sing in my ears, I will keep hearing the sound of happy tiredness after I win the completion I set for myself.
I see the sky with blue, and it’s only because I was taught to see it with blue. I have the right to see my sky with the color I would like to see it with, this is my world and my dreams are orders to every citizen living inside the universe of myself.
When your “reality” gets so boring and depressing, you may depict your own reality, and if you were a true believer, the two realities will be one as fast as thunder after lightning.
You are the scariest bullet against yourself, and you are the most glamorous butterfly…
