I don't know about anyone else's dreams but my dreams have always been very fragile. So naked that I fear disclosing even the slight nook of them. Whatever I saw was always a mere illusion of my desires, fears, boldness or might be my gullible vision. But, over the past span of time, I have been dreaming of nothingness. "NOTHINGNESS" to me is very unique and very kind of a new word, though it holds depth of oceans. I have been thinking lately to discover the roots of this ocean but to my dismay, I have brutally come to naught.
Now what I believe that this "nothingness" isn't a problem but an answer by nature to never ending dilemmas, to ongoing fiasco, to my trials and to my broken faith. I owe nothingness to people all around, to my own self and to my dreams. I wish someone to find me in this nothingness and make me dream a dream one day. But then, I accepted dreams are wishes and wishes never get fulfilled.
Now what I believe that this "nothingness" isn't a problem but an answer by nature to never ending dilemmas, to ongoing fiasco, to my trials and to my broken faith. I owe nothingness to people all around, to my own self and to my dreams. I wish someone to find me in this nothingness and make me dream a dream one day. But then, I accepted dreams are wishes and wishes never get fulfilled.
