Dreams are treasure

We should try and write as our dreams teach us; shamelessly, fearlessly, and by facing what is inside very human being-sheer violence, disgust, terror, shit, invention, poetry. In our dreams we are criminals; we kill, and we kill with a lot of enjoyment. But we are also the happiest people on earth; we make love as we never make love in life.”

“I wish I was beautiful or at least wise, but I’m simply mad and violent.”

All of us have someone who is hidden in the bottom of the heart. When we think of him, we feel like umm…always feel a little pain inside. But we still want to keep him. Even though I don’t know where he is today, what is he doing, but he still the one who makes me know this, a little thing called love