I am a dreamer.
as the sun sets and the moon rises to perfom its nightly round..im there..dreaming. when i close my curtains and shut my eye-lids..im opening the door to my sixth sence..im dreaming.as i lie comatose on my single bed and envelope my body with the blankets, im mailing myself to another reality.as i turn the lights down low like bob marley, jammin in the darkness but in my mind im experiencing a meteor shower of crayons..i must be dreaming.but what are dreams, they are scientificaly misunderstood about the core meaning but i think its life.someone must have had a dream, a day dream or a normal dream, about how the moon is..and then amstrong took a giant leap.to fly among birds, the wright brothers made it possible.for your country to be a free society, 27 years later it became a reality.dreams might seem unrealistic...but what unrealistic if a black man dies a white man...physically.if a blind man can find the keys of a piano to unlock sweet sounds that normal humans cant produce.i belive dreams are reality..in another reality, some in our own reality.and to achieve something from this other reality we have to live in it but make them a steppin stone for our own reality..because nothings impossible..if im possible