What happens to the dream, when the dreamer dies?

Sometimes I just feel like I'm tired. Tired of scrolling in the social media and see everybodys trying to sell you their "perfect life". Everything seems so easy, because "you gotta just do it". Scrolling trough my instagram and read motivational quotes about personal success. An old friend started his new business. I feel like a loser, because once again I can't motivate to do the next step. What's the next step? My third eye seems to be closed, because I started to believe this illusion of a perfect, carefree life ...

My soul looks like a meadow, how about you? :) Fun fact, today I was laying at a meadow and really enjoyed it <3

Hey, my mum is a cancer and my little sister is a piesces ✨my moonsign is in piesces too and what's about you? 😊

I guess, the universe, god, if you like, is already shows up at everything what is. Daily. Hourly. Every Second. Sometimes in the hustle and bustle we’re not see all this daily miracles, that the universe want to show us by himself. God is always with us, in us. Try to wake us up. Usually we are forget to get home again..  

Do you have one of them 🌠?