dare to dream?
I wish I could be everything that this world could offer me. I mean, if I want to fit in the shoe of a beggar and later on to switch to a damn wealthy kid smoking cigar lighted by a 100 dollar bills, man, how good would it be. I bet you’ll die for that to happen. Hah. No more worries here and there. But that shit certainly won’t be happening so stop the crap already or you’ll end up wasting so many time day dreaming.
It’s good to have dreams, though. Dreams which you might actually achieve in this lifetime, maybe that MACHO Altiz, heh, or that black mafia BMW, or that big house on top of the hill with a swimming pool filled with million dollar bills, or that private jet, etc. Who knows you’ll might be lucky as that but these kind of dreams don’t come easily as ABC. Hey, you know, to learn ABC is the hardest part of being a perfect human being. Believe me.
Achieving a dream is always a sacrifice. We sacrifice so much time, effort, trust, faith, hope, pain, etc. you name it.. it all summed into one big fat word, SACRIFICE. It ain’t always pretty, you know. Sometimes we fall, sometimes we stay on top and later on we might fall again but we try to stay strong. It’s hard. Very much complicated. To stand up is the hardest part of surviving it, well, not every one can do it after a sudden crash. A certain death, indeed, but it’s a fair game. You dare to dream?
Dream = Sacrifice.
Sacrifice = Pain
Pain = Love
Love = Happiness?
Happiness = Dream?
Maybe or maybe not.
