Purposes, Dreams
How do you come across a dream?
How do you come across a desire?
You don't.
It comes across you.
Why do we look so hard for meaning?
For a purpose.
If you knew your purpose,
it would be fulfilled.
Why were we so quick to grow up?
To forget?
Because now we wish we would have cherished time better,
appreciate it.
Do you notice- when we're content with what is,
things come when they're supposed to?
Tomorrow is coming whether we want it or not.
Get ready.
Let it come, enjoy today.
Why worry when you have no control?
You never remember the beginning of a dream,
you never remember how you got there.
So stop waiting for a reason, a way in.
Just get there.
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