Day Dreamers

A few days ago, my son lost one of his best friend’s to brutality and violence . Nonsense, that made way for his untimely death . A new journey in death, unfortunately , comes to those who have been minimized to face it . Time was used to destroy instead of rebuilding. Life is about definition . It’s about what we all define . When we waste time - time leaves without an explanation . Time records all accounts in life , with or without a definition . Time to kill means self destruction. Murderers define value in death. In death, there’s no rebuilding. There’s no time spent, no dream left to live , only failure to become and or create . The truth that once lived in many victims , can never be rebuilt or redeemed. The time I needed to assume my purpose in life has come, but now I wish I had seen it sooner . Perhaps I could have saved a life, prevented destruction, or changed a future?

Passion

If I can fill empty hearts with the fullness of good weight; If I can put a smile on someone’s face - an internal smile - I have fulfilled a purpose of destiny. My passion lies in the hurt and pain of purpose. My strength lies in those who see themselves freely committed to their dreams.

I see many visions. Luxuries that come with gifts. Gifts that demonstrate the beauty in all people. The same dreams that are embedded in me, they scream at me while sleeping. They bombard my imagination. They leave me hanging without reference, desperately trying to get me to notice them. That's why I take the time to understand the language of my dreams. When I ignore them, the voices of unheard and unseen dreams haunt me by night. The dreams that we all ignore after bed, or the dreams that we thought of when boundaries weren’t overcrowding our mental spaces, need brain power and application in order to survive .

This is the life of my dreams

There was an island. The water was deeper than a bottomless pit. The sun was beaming its lights into the waters. I could see life. A life full of divisions and pathways. I noticed a forest just across the way. Look, do you see those lights in the skies? Yes, said Chase the Journey. Why doesn’t surprise move you? You'll see. Once the orange feathers fall opposite of the horizon, your opportunity will collect data from you. From there, you will be partnered with destiny while reality tries to snatch you up, leaving your opportunities behind. You seldomly hang around here. What brings you here now? I’m trapped, I can’t find my way back. The minutes go by, as fast as fantasies latch on to good ideas. What is this place? You mean you really don’t know? Uh, no. It’s your lens, they travel as fast as lightning amid raging winds. You see, the trees expect nurturing. They need seeds to grow. They look forward to a collection of entries. An environment full of possibilities. Your sincerities are held by the weight of your desires. What? You mean my feelings and thoughts live in this place? Yes, but they can live wherever you will have them. See, your thoughts need to be put to work, oftentimes emotions get in the way. They are too big for the thought process to stand firm in his decisions. If emotions hang out around here for too long, weeds begin to grow, blocking all imagination. Without imagination, there is no oxygen for dreams to survive. When dreams die, they leave behind a scent, it smells like sorrow and defeat. We smell that awful scent often, it’s a constant reminder. It reminds us that we all live here for a limited amount of time. Sadly, most of us are disposed of, too early for creation. Reality is ruthless and only the strongest desires can survive .

As dreams are brought to life, they sit and wait for imagination! As dreams make their way to the minds of many, no matter while awake or sleeping, follow that path of visions. Yield for the many dimensions that dreams live in. Listen to those dreams in your head. Be like the child in you that once had a magical taste for discovery!

Vein living has become the norm and it’s trendy . Vanity - the creator of unhappy lives. You live by default . True identity has been personalized and it now lives in a strange person , living a strange life , with strange feelings. Destiny . What color are you ?

To live behind the lens of your dreams

I saw my dream walking by last night . It was running behind time and time had left it behind without a second to waste . I had seen life live and then I saw life die. To know that a boy who once dreamed of happiness and adventure, now remains a part of death, it moves me to continue to work on my internal workshop .

Words can open or close doors. Visions can live or die . Love grows wherever it has purpose , make room for it .

High winds now blow by faith and when it rains- there’s change . A new identity symbolizes true destiny. Strength has left me strong and desire has brought me many new visions . Commitment maintains the discipline and confidence it takes to love yourself . Self confidence can keep you free from distractions . I constantly work on defeating the old me so that nothing can stop me from the inevitable. My dreams dictate why I walk on purpose and not on vanity . The lens of my dreams sees me and I see them back.

Destiny’s Territory

I take destiny along with me, if a person needs inspiration, a compliment, love, fulfillment, whatever it is, I desire to encourage. I hope that my words, thoughts, and or, desire to change, can be powerful enough to change minds. Change paths. Reveal truths and open doors with opportunities.

Dreams and Emotions

This place is not a nice place. Why is sadness dressed up in rainwater? The smell of the rain is compassion. It cares for the helpless and hopeless visions. Shadows that get lost and unable to speak - speak by scents . Did you hear that? What, said A Vision freely, that murmuring? Oh, that’s the cold and ice- ice cycles that cry out to be un-thawed. Why is this place frozen? These are the dreams that sink into the seas, without the power it needs to swim to shore. We freeze them with hope that they will one day , swim to shore . When destiny comes around it usually finds refuge for all visions in need of saving.

Dreams become cancer when defeated . Dreams become disasters when ignored. Dreams become your enemy when unnoticed. Even your footprints are ordered by Predestination .

So many run to regret for answers but regrets are not qualified to answer . Instead , what would you do for your dreams ? Would you love yourself ? Will you discover the undiscovered treasure in you ? The queen holding the dream in you - needs to know . That man holding your destiny needs room to grow .

I imagine being a motivational speaker, speaking to all broken hearts. All those who hold the key to success. All who are thirsty for a journey, don’t let rejection hold your visions. Listen to those words from the heart of that child who believed a dream; The one who really saw the monsters in the closet turn into angels of light; The boy who could see himself fly, or the infant that spoke words. In the mirror of innocence, dreams are waiting for you and ready for action. You are what you eat, so make sure that your dreams eat well! Your Dreams are hungry too!

I belong where dreams go unacknowledged . I belong where passion is hungry and thirsty for nurture. I belong where sadness won't go away. I need to be where love is waiting to be a witness for true destiny .

Daydreamers

Let the Dream of all dreamers live . I’m the dreams of all dreamers waiting to persuade you to believe in yourself . Let your visions prevail and make dreams live easier. Count down the moments for change to create a place for your dreams. A new life living on purpose. Character - life’s interchangeable rhythms .