Writing Dreams

To Focus on the Good Things

An essential part of having good dreams is having good input to yourself and possibly, to others.

They said we can not get something we do not have. We can not also share something good to others if we do not have it within.

For example, you identify me as a fraud for I have not achieved anything in life and I am saying things not really based on first hand experiences. My words are based on my insights about what I have observed, thought of or maybe witnessed. But are not good books about good imaginations and good plot and words? Is your life about me or YOU?

Yes, you may say I am a fraud. I do not want to retaliate. I do not want to insult you for that because I can not. Even if I can, maybe I would not.

Life is just too short to exchange our good thoughts with bad ones. I am having more problems because of that.

But you gained knowledge of how I have perceived things which would be or would not be beneficial to your growth.

Either way, you still stick around because either you have nothing else to do or you have nothing else to read.

Blissful ignorance! I am a fool with false hopes!

It may so. They say whatever and however we accept things, is how we accepted our selves to be molded.

Some situations are simply out of control. The real control you have is only over your self. Sometimes we can not shake it off especially if we are held captive by our own demons.

But how are we suppose to accept the good thoughts if our environment is in a bad situation? You do not know because you have not tried living in our world!

I can not say the right response to that.

You know, I remember some people would say that "there is always a rainbow after the rain" and "there is always hope for those who persevere". "Good things come to those who hustle".

They said it is always a mistake to believe about life's greatest LIE: "We are controlled by our fate".

BUT are we not the ones in control of ourselves? We can not control the environment but we still have the control over ourselves.

Then the imagination and practice of witchcraft or bad cults come to mind which changed the course of the dialogue I have inside my head.

"Why do I feel compelled to do something I do not completely agree on? Why do I believe in these things that I never thought existed? Do they really exist only in my head or are they really true?", I asked.

My mind and my senses seem to be talking and taking me out of that mental comfort I have.

What would be left of me?

I can feel the pain I can not fully describe. The pain, the numbness. I feel like I can not move a limb.

The thoughts and feelings of being violated without having the power to overcome it makes me feel violent and out of control.

The angrier I become the more I lose control. The angrier I become, the more I wanted to break free.

I feel like I am in hell. I feel like I wanted to end it, I wanted to die but I can not.

Is it cold or is it very hot? What am I in? What have I done? I still have many things that I wanted to do! I feel like I am being laughed at. Everything I have been through was useless. The achievements, the hardwork, the awards and recognitions, they are all useless.

How am I suppose to focus on the good things?

I tried turning the other cheek. They can do something to my body but they can not take away what I have believed in and what I believe I am.

Then, they continued to insert bad thoughts about me and my situation. (But who are they? Who are we referring to as "they"?)

They said "this is a part of what is beyond the comfort zone". "We made the concept about Deities and the existence of a powerful being!"

A part of me still do not believe in them and their lies.

If there is no God, then how is air felt but unseen? How did the galaxies and the stars come to be? How the skies and the clouds existed? How the rain falls and down and evaporates back to the cloud and again rains down? Where did water come from? How the dusts and soils were made? Why are there different layers of the soils and types of plants and trees? How the people were made? How animals existed and where they came from? How the depths of the seas and mountains were formed? How the parts of every human being or animal were placed together in just the right places, with every organs serving their own functions?

I still do not want to succumb.

I still have many good things to believe in even if no one would.

There is a God. Surely, He is good and he knows everything. He sees and hears everything. An omnipotent and omnipresent God, He is always there even if people will no longer believe in Him anymore. May God forbid.

Among the things I fear is for a time will come in which people will stop believing in God, will be chaotic and will not know love. People without morality will one day act like animals. In a continuously advancing and modern world, people will be someday taken over by something else.

But I still focus on the good side, there is still a God who knows everything. Maybe something might surpass the human intellect but no one can equal to God. I just keep in mind that whatever I would wish to achieve, I should never forget God.

It is never a surprise why the devil would want to be God because nothing can replace the likeness and His presence in this world.