Dreams Vs Nightmares.

Well, my eyes are sticking to sleep, but has a desire to write something and post here ...

Over half of my life - I say half, because I feel that this is the other half of next year onwards - I lived the dream. Dreams are good, but when we wake up and face the reality, it is cruel. Cruel for killing our dreams. I spent seven years since I was, thinking things of little girls who dream of "marry" their idols by the year 2006 when I was 14. Will not deny that dreamed of one day or Gerard or Frank, or Mikey, even Ray would be "love" for me. Teenage dreams... Like my mother dreamed that Steven Seagal would marry her. They are only dreams, only fantasies. That almost all have not only little girls but also many little boys have those dreams. The only thing is that we can not live them. Because there are real and reality leaving aside, not live. The world is bitter and not sweet like in dreams. If every thing turned dreamed reality, the world would be out of the bad things that round. Global warming did not exist, neither violence nor injustice, prejudice, corruption or anything. But unfortunately, the reality of a cruel world exists. And the worst is that we all got arms folded, just watching like a nightmare unreal. I believe that we build just a little of that dream, the dream world would become a sweet and happy with strawberry flavor. Or maybe just sweet... But it sure would be less bitter. Dreaming does not cost anything but your feet on the ground costs a lot. Open your eyes and look around and not closed in the dream world.