La juventud está perdida.

Full moon, cold breeze, silohuettes of pine trees and palm trees all around me. Nature; incredible... amazing beauty. Moments in life we use to think or just relax. Site-seeing in the mountains, waiting for the sunrise. Laying on the grass looking at the clouds. Sitting on the beach watching the sunset.

...And how we waste those moments...

We only dream about them, nowadays... we're too busy or too distracted. Too tired and too lazy. But we have the time to wish to see those moments.

Bullshit.

Take a drive out of town... one morning to feel the energy flow; or an afternoon to see the colours of the sky... no distractions... just you and ol' Mother Nature...

Quiet time simplifies life.

Blvd. of Broken Dreams

Is it possible to not know what's going through you own mind?...
When everything you think, you don't actually understand?...
Or is it that you don't want to accept what reality has in store for you?...
That the dream you've always held onto, is tearing apart...

Picture that dream.
That moment in life were you'll feel perfect.
Wouldn't it be horrible if that dream was just torn away?...

Despite all we do in life, we keep wanting that special something.
Or do we?...

Our heads are full up with life and problems... at least at one point of our lives we'll think that dream is just nonsense or stupidity.

So, where do our lives take us? To the light at the end of a tunnel?

We don't know the answer because we don't have the guts to ask. And we never will.

But what about those who have fulfilled their so-called dream?
They should be happy as pie...
And dead. They have nothing else to do here, so they might as well leave.
Maybe the do leave... but those who stay?
I think someone's faking their dreeeeeam...
What's been going through you mind?
I bet you don't understand.
No worries.

Neither do I.