Creamy**JuicY

Oh yes Sir Luther King...me too i have a dream. It is not certainly as big as yours but it gives me a true pleasure and inspiration everytime i think about it. They can steal from me everything...but not my dream...or better said my dreams. They are my personal belonging, they are in a safe place, in an unreachable area. I use them whenever i want, wherever i can.
Some of them are giving me the taste and the push for living, others are offering me opportunities for fun, adventure, wish fulfillment, creativity, deep personal insight and healing... and all this at no cost.

They are making me smile when i’m sad, making me jump when i’m lazy, making me relax when i’m stressed. All what i need is to close my eyes and to see things as if i’m feeling them. Even sometimes i don’t need to close my eyes...i just disconnect “go offline” :) from the world, just to have a quit good moment with my dreams.

Dreams aren’t possible to achieve, unless u are a pessimistic person or someone who believes in luck. It was kinda of “Impossible” to step on the moon, but Neil Armstrong did, that’s because he strongly and truly believed in what he dreamt about. Just make your dream a “will”, to get the “way”. And just remove those three words from your dictionnary: “impossible”, “never” and “sure” and don’t let any obstacle buil a wall between you and your dreams. As the french proverb is telling “ The difficult is what can be done immediately, the impossible is what can be done but with a little more time”...just hang in what you dream about.

I believe in all my dreams, from the silliest one like “Alice in wonderland” to those that are making the target of my life. All of them are my basic source of inspiration. My dream Sir Luther King is not in the money and not in flying...my dream is simple, very simple...when i imagine myself owning a space full of orphans from all over the world to build a huge cosmopolitan family raised on love, respect and education, that would be enough for me to die in peace...Sir Luther King...

There is nothing mysterious about the oldest art and science in the world, unless you choose to call the miracles of love and tolerance that result from using it « mysterious ».

It sometimes happens that a man and a woman meet and instantly recognize the other half of themselves behind the eyes of each other. The eyes have been rightly called “the window of the soul” or “the mirror of yourself”. This kind of instant magnetic attraction is often called “love at first sight”, which is no accident of fate...but it is very real. Love is a strange world...none of us can control the eventual results of a love relationship. It may be joy, happiness, fears, tears, sadness, rage, hate, power...it may lead us to the 7th sky...or it may lead us to the bottom of the bottom.

But in the two cases, time is controlling the situation; if you reached perfection, with the time, love be transformed into respect. If you reached the bottom, time will be the best doctor. Nothing is eternal, everything will vanish one day... the proof is “Death” exists.