I aspire
to be calm
and reasonable
in every situation
to be most effective
at optimising my joy and happiness.

Ain't dreams are those which fuels us?
Ain't it which drives us to the the limit?
Sometimes, even beyond!
Ain't it the feeling of ambition?

What would it avail a man by succeeding?
What would a man gain by completing dreams?

No, nothing
I'd rather be bold,
than fret and make false news
Rather be fearless,
than make others grip to vain hope, and pride

You do things and you gain nothing
Hold on,
You know why might be?
Wicked ways do not profit
Like, When you work for money,
you become a slave to it
And nothing will ever satisfy your unhealthy desire
When you're intoxicated in getting fame,
You're intoxicated to sin, to death

Self-ful, self-ish..
Your dreams are but a dream
And your treasure does not avail nor gain
But for once you know true love,
Not self-love nor possession-love
But charity, a Love of God,
And naturally, follows a love of humans
Supernatural things happen

Charity is a gift of God!
And unless a dream becomes God-given dream
God-size dream, a dream full of love!
Behold, for God is Love!
Patience, kindness, humbleness, pureness
These forms of love, for true love is perfect!
Only those of righteousness shall profit
You might gain knowledge, possession
Vain! For it is passing!
By your works, express love
And you piles up golden and shimmering treasures
Where no thief can steal, and no moth can destroy!
You got a treasure in Heaven!
And your true heart which abide in the Kingdom,
Is where your treasure will be
So brethren--- keep your hearts pure!

Hallelujah
God is our strength,
From everlasting to everlasting He's been there!
Even sometimes, us, unknowingly,
He comforts,
For if we listen to a woman,
He might come as a mother
When we need uplifting,
A rocking lyrics in a song
You know, when we look clearly,
We'll see Love doesn't discriminate its form
For whenever you seek it, it shall be given
But--- In ways mysterious, and in thy perfect timing

It is also true in dreams,
We have given a chance to pick ours,
He loves us so much He gave much freedom
For us to choose for ourselves,
Even in our wrong choices, He understands us
And let it be to be even our gain
He rebukes errors, and lets us reason for ourselves
But most of all, His love He gives so we might be saved
And our dreams are more than dreams
We seek ten, He gives one hundred
It's His grace infinitude

So for this moment
With me and the angels
Let's praise, give thanks, and worship the Lord Christ Jesus,
Hallelujah~ Glory be to God in the Highest!
You are worthy! The lamb who's been slain!
You are faithful! You're our God!
Saviour of all mankind!

burning light of golden grace,
peace kisses fly around the Earth,
I see the humans, they are afraid,
filled with hatred and despise,
come catch the flying birds of hope,
aspire high, it's time to grow.

Every child is an artwork of God
He chose this world, as his canvas

Men & Women are his brushes
He painted with love, as his medium

Every child is special
Every special child is God's own child

Making a difference for such a child is a blessing
Making them smile may change your/their world

Let's aspire!
Let's inspire!!

What do I have to do
to get through to you:
I do what I must to survive.
Send thanks to any god
you dream and believe:
Shame is sitting still, smoking ****.

Do I
just get by?
According
to the
world
at large, oh
yes, oh yes.

Do I
just get by?
According
to me,
the
world's gonna
end, oh yes.

If you want to waste your mind on me,
that's fine --
I'll be using mine for feeling,
and I'll be full to satisfied.

What do I have to do
to get through to you:
I do what I must to survive.
Send thanks to any god
you dream and believe:
Shame is sitting still, smoking ****.

Scanning
racks and shelves
for any
piece of
me
in what you
have here made.

Scanning
racks and shelves
for any
precious
piece
of yours
to ruin   with my appreciation.

If you want to waste your mind on me,
that's fine --
I'll be using mine for feeling,
and I'll be full to satisfied.

Start the day
the only way
that works for me.
Lighter, light ****.
Massage ball, get my shoulder free.
Lungs, please, do continue.
Carry me through dance.
Tighten the strings
of the universe
through me,
from my feet to my hands.

"it's just some things you need to work on"

shouldn't you love me
for who i already am?
not someone you
aspire me to become?

sure, i'm needy
and always thinking of you
but is it so wrong
to be so in love?