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Dream on...

I am a dreamer. Through and through. I am aware of reality, but often only as a scaffolding on which to create my dreams. I believe in a world where dreams do come true if diligent effort and patience are applied. A world where people can make things happen, can shape the future according to their desires. Where what is does not preclude what may be.

My dreams are often vague and nebulous. Ethereal and impressionistic. They are of a future not for myself, but for the entire world. And they are always full of light and joy and peace.

But I also have dreams that are terrifyingly personal, immediate, and wonderful. I dream of specific people and events. I dream of things I want, of plans I want to make, of goals and needs and passions. Sometimes these are actual dreams that come to me in the night, while other times I ponder (daydream?) about possibilities and potential outcomes of things that may be.

Whatever the dreams, I hold on to them. I do not often share them because they are so terribly personal. It is a scary thing, sharing one's self like that. You never know how it will be received. Of course, when you are able to share with someone, that is the most precious and wonderful thing in the world. Someone faithful. Someone understanding. Someone who will not crush your dreams or turn and use them as weapons against you. Rather, someone who will stay by your side and patiently support you until they all come to pass. Someone. Someone.

Someday.

In the meantime, I will continue to dream.

Where there is no vision, the people perish. - Proverbs 29:18

Some people see things as they are and ask, Why?
I dream of things as they never were and wonder,

Why not?

- George Bernard Shaw

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope some day you'll join us
And the world will live as one.

- John Lennon.

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