I have this recurring dream. I do not know what I pursue. May be it is the horizon, or just another illusion. I make it to the destiny and look into her eyes. The intoxication of her sight being as mesmerizing as it has always been, once again puts me to sleep!
Reason and logic are my Gods, Instincts and intuition my angels. Doubt my guiding torch, Ideas my inspiration. Yet, I shall trust men and women, Value relationships, Reciprocate love. And place my ultimate faith In humanity alone.