a place where you can easily escape from your world.
the real world.
when things are going wrong,
or they are going right,
your dreams should bring you peace and joy.
“beyonce” started out a as a dream.
so did “rihanna” and “jay z”.
even tho he is a nightmare now,
“kanye west” was once a figment of his imagination.
dreams keeps you optimistic.
it makes you slowly create an imaginary path to what you want.
if you are dreaming correctly,
you should want more out of your life.
you are doing it completely wrong…
everything i ever wanted started out as a dream.
i would imagine in my mind that i already had it.
playing pretend is fun because you can be anything you want.
sooner or later,
what i was so “fox-ated” on,
became a reality.
i said i wanted to pay off all my bills so i can get a credit card.
i want to establish credit because i want to be able to buy my own home.
i want to rent cars when i want go to walmart or the outlets to shop.
i want to manifest more quality friends in my life.
ive already started dreaming about the book i’m going to write.
the universe is bringing me ideas for an amazing story.
blogger and author.
pessimistic people would clown me,
say that i live in my own head too much.
they would say i need to “get out there and do it”.
well i dreamed it,
and then did it.
*mama dee voice*
while they were out there “doing it”,
they are now burnt out and lost.
when i was broke last year,
i had a broken up,
slow as hell,
the one without siri.
the one that temple “walk” damn near took 5 minutes to open.
yeah that one.
that phone was my rock.
i did everything on that phone including edit this site.
i wanted a new version because i was beyond due for an upgrade.
so what i did?
i put in ( x my god box ) that i wanted:
“a gold iPhone 5s or “something better”.
i left it alone and did my thing.
well couple weeks ago,
i find out i was due for that upgrade.
since i pretty much had an iPhone 4 since its release,
i could get a couple hundred knocked off the bill.
well now i own a gold iPhone 5s.
the crazy thing is,
i can dream all these material things and experiences,
but could never dream up the wolf of my dreams.
i had to wonder if the ones i’m dreaming up,
or the ones that i’m really attracted to,
are actually nightmares in real life?
ive thought about people i haven’t seen in a while,
asking myself “damn i wonder what happened to…”,
and like magic i’d see or hear from them.
as soon as i want a wolf to come and get this,
i get nothing.
…that in turns leads me to beating myself up,
wondering if something is wrong with me?
is the universe trying to keep me single?
hell is the universe trying to be my man?
sorry i’m in the market for a physical being with a mushroom cut penis.
*roll of thunder*
is there a wolf being manifested that will be worth the wait?
i guess i’ll keep on dreaming until i find out.