...And maybe one day you will wake up as an infant in a completely different universe, and your entire life thus far was just one big dream.

I fall asleepCall it deep while all is well be-Cause my life seems like a freestyle mean-While asleep on the couch I dream it's a written piece and nowThe symphony's soundingShouting out to these feet whose leaps feel foul but quite loudBut howI'm allowed to live my dreamsMy Chimeran team brings the Siberian breedRiding reality free 'til these tires they freezeIn mires in dire need of wires, fire and heat butI love a dark, hard cold heart in the wintery breeze

All individuals have moral deficiencies, and when introducing these to reality one not only strengthens himself but also the confidence of others in the human exigency for Christ due to a reflection throughout the body of Christ.

Reality now and again becomes like a vengeful troll, and most notably, when it comes to passion: When reality and passion divorce, it makes passion look crazy.

Nightmares are seldom a foreshadowing of real events, but always a showing of real fears.

Objectivity of truth, reality, facts, data - they matter; otherwise, you have the 'good guys', the moral persons, in the name of what they call justice, in a fight against what they call injustice, unwittingly adopting the roles of oppressors by persecuting the innocent.

The sea in all its vastness is its own, real world. Man is nature's sci-fi.

The hope is indeed that some will experience and believe: The purpose of a number of spiritual gurus is to demonstrate to God-fearing men faux spirituality.

Dreams and freedom are the same. In order for them to be, they come with a price.