Dreams. They exist to promise a reality that may be. It is an elixir that has poisoned the innocent since time explained it's presence. Dreams deny the truth, the truth of journey, the soul of life cycle, the spirit of nature. 

Dreams allow you to win. The imagination of glory helps you overcome the pain of struggle. And then, the struggle is the wasted energy of a dream that has found it's way to you. You are the message of life trapped between the dreams and now all you know is that the only way out is your own dream.

Dreams are illegal in the court of life. For like any other crime it is an aberration. An aberration from what time wants to tell you, what life wants to live for. We all are meant to achieve the same thing yet we want to run zigzag to realise the dream that in the first place should not even exist if life has it's way. And some day we all understand the way of life, even if we do not wish to dream about it.