The future can be whatever you want it to mean.
We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves.
The eye sees a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination awake.
I feel you – your sun it shines, I feel you – within my mind.
The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies With the dying of the sun. The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one; Yet the light of a whole life dies When love is done. -by Francis William Bourdillon