I dreamed: I am the fish whose flesh is eaten, and because I am fat, it is good.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I dream about food.
Last night I dreamt I ate a ten pound marshmallow. When I woke up the pillow was gone.
I am your fairy tale. Your dream. Your wishes and desires, and I am your thirst and your hunger and your food and your drink.
But I don't begrudge anybody, because I know how hard it is to have that dream and to make it happen, whether or not it's just to put a roof over your head and food on the table.
I would love to slip into the skin of a fish and know what it's like to be one. They have senses that I can only dream about. They have a lateral line down their whole body that senses motion, but maybe it does more than that.
What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity devoid of troubling or depressing subject matter - a soothing, calming influence on the mind, rather like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.
Creation's gold mine is in you. The key is deliberate intention. Whatever your dream may be at this moment, identify it. If you cannot define your desire, it can never become a reality.
What I do and what I dream include thee, as the wine must taste of its own grapes.
There is no dream of love, however ideal it may be, which does not end up with a fat, greedy baby hanging from the breast.
You see things; and you say 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say 'Why not?'
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