“Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it.
Maybe I’ll be wiser and experienced.

If that happens,
that’s when I’ll be stronger, but all will be too late for you

because your love was so untrue. 

You can’t hook your boat to mine, because I’m liable to sink us both so you say.”

So set your anchor to your void and drown away.

 because I will refuse to fill and hold you anymore!

If you can imagine it, you can achieve it.
If you can dream it, you can become it.
–William Arthur Ward

 Steve Jobs said it best – Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish.

It’s a sure recipe for success.

Every girl has that one guy she goes back to, heartbreak after heartbreak and nobody knows why, not even her. She just can’t let go.

- Darskin -

“It is necessary to the happiness of man that he be mentally faithful to himself. Infidelity does not consist in believing or in disbelieving; it consists in professing to believe what he does not believe.”

But what is hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.

LORD BYRON, letter, Oct. 28, 1815

Expectancy speeds progress. Therefore, live in a continual state of expectancy. No matter how much good you are experiencing today, expect greater good tomorrow. Expect to meet new friends. Expect to meet new and wonderful experiences. Try this magic of expectancy and you will soon discover a dramatic side to your work which gives full vent to constructive feeling.

ERNEST HOLMES, This Thing Called You

We postpone the finality of heartbreak by clinging to hope. Though this might be acceptable during early or transitional stages of grief, ultimately it is no way to live. We need both hands free to embrace life and accept love, and that’s impossible if one hand has a death grip on the past.

KRISTIN ARMSTRONG, O Magazine, Feb. 2007

Temperature rising, body about to flare.

Trapped, in dispair if only you can hear my Lord’s prayer.

Calm me down to at least a bass drum.

Close my eyes ever so tight as if the vision would flow from.

Just left to succumb and drained by all the dry runs.

Nothingness has become our daily reruns.

I beg to differ with this quest.

Breast the storm for this isnt my nest.

War wounds will never heal.

Wishes of being able to repeal.

Wanting to put a happy ending but knowing it is soon impending… …

 

Dreams have always expanded our understanding of reality by challenging our boundaries of the real, of the possible.