I had a dream. It was a marvelous dream. It was a dream of love, and of hope. Of sun, and of light. Of happiness, and joy. It was a dream of pain, and sorrow. Of tears and anguish. Of brokenness. And death. And it was a dream of resurrection. A dream of rebirth, and healing. A dream of revival.

And I hoped, and prayed that it would remain with me -- that I would wake up renewed. That I would wake up restored . . . And then I realized that it was with me all along. The hope and revival. The love and rebirth. It was all inside me. I just had to believe.

I learn to see in the dark: Because I have to. Because pretending I am okay with empty space and hitting walls is dangerous. Because waiting for everything else to adjust, means I am not adjusting in time. Because writing only with the lights on, when everything appears to be okay, could be the end of me.  

Never will you have the option , to know truly where you stand , by another's attempts at conveying the universe. Follow the compass that is your calibrated position towards truth , become stronger in your identity along direction. Practice truth and you will always know where you are.

It is perhaps,

my greatest fear

That, when we

no longer exist

in these bodies,

I will not

be able to

find you again.

Ps. This is a repost of a random quote I found on google. I have not written this, but I love it, and I wanted to share this with all of you. Xoxo.

Wealth shall disappear

As joy drips out of your pockets. 

Satin dresses will eventually

Rip over time. 

Fine filet mignon

Is a temporary pleasure.

All you truly need

All you truly crave

Is love. 

To make us great, again,

He dismantled us

Piece by piece

Promising to rebuild us better

But, in the end,

he was only willing to give us scraps from his tabled feast.

Do you ever wake and wonder

At the gurgle in your gut

If you're dead or if you're living,

Will the hunger ever stop?

/amy.bobeda

I rise from the dead

Hungry.

Ravenous.

Damn.

The only vegetarian

At the brain feast