Without a second thought….
If you are a dreamer, come in.
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar
A hoper, a pray-er, a magic-bean-buyer
If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire
For we have some flax golden tales to spin.
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Because I don’t really know where I’m going. All I know is where I am.
There’s always something that’s never really said.
And me? I still believe in paradise. But now at least I know it’s not some place you can look for. Because it’s not where you go. It’s how you feel for a moment in your life when you’re a part of something. And if you find that moment… It lasts forever.
Richard, The Beach
Dreams are REVOLUTIONS.
Within you are infinite possibilities.
I guess one way or the other, we all leave something precious behind.
To BE rather than to SEEM.
It should always be the here and now. I must never forget that.
