As I dream, I ponder.
What is it to be a dreamer?
To incessantly want?
To be known or to be wealthy?
Or to be known for being wealthy?
Although, what is wealth?
Money? Health? Intelligence?
The world will break your heart.
You have to be treated poorly to know worth.
You have to be broke to know wealth.
You have to lose to know to win.
We’re told insanity is repetitive,
Yet 10,000 hours for perfection.
Bet on yourself.
Struggle for the reward.
For even in our darkest hour,
It only lasts 60 minutes.
If you commit to a journey,
The universe will take care of you.
It’s not about what you have now,
It’s what you have in store.
After all,
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
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