All too often, troubles and doubts tempt us to give up on our dreams and let them fade away.
We see in color for a reason. Life is supposed to be a dynamic, wonderful experience, but there are those who deprive so many of it.
I once said that the worst thing that could ever happen to me would be when I stopped dreaming—when the light behind my eyes goes out.
You see, I need the light to perceive color in my waking moments, but in the beautiful darkness—in my dreams—all I need is will.
We are electric. A perpetual fire—a light—burns within us that is able to bring to life the make-believe.
Love. Pleasure. Creation. Connection. This is the nature of the physical.
If life is but a dream, let us make it full of color, together.