Warning: This is a long blog. Be prepared. Strap in. Make sure you have food near by. You are in for long read.


Days have gone by
Time has always told
Infant trees cry
Their parents cut and sold
They weep for their own
Leaves glistening gold
New seeds will be sown
But still they shed their tears
Gone is all they have known
On and on, grow their fears
Of dry and dismal days
Only when saplings come of age
Do the trees spirits raise
And the elder trees calm their rage
They drop their leaf and fruit
A relief from stress and burden
The young trees follow suit
Although they are not quite certain
But still they shed their solemn tears
As an open act of remembrance
A custom for upcoming years
That trees have been following since
They are doing it now even as I write
Every tree, small to tall, one and all
Practicing their ceremonial rite
Thus came about the season of fall

Wow, I remember starting this poem like 2 months ago or maybe even more. And I never thought of way to end it. I was sitting at my computer and I had an epiphany. I was like that makes absolute sense, at least to me anyways.

Follow your dreams, folks. What I mean is you may be still here tomorrow, but your dreams may not. If you follow them with full faith and ambition, you can fulfill them. You know the little saying at the top of this blog, well a long time ago, I had a dream. A man in this dream told me this. The ironic thing is that I woke up at the word dreams. As soon as I woke up, I remembered those exact words and wrote them down. I don't know why. Maybe it was on impulse or maybe it was on purpose. Maybe my brain was say 'Hey buddy, write this down and remember it.' That at a subconscious level, I knew that if I sat down and thought about it for while, I would find the real meaning. And I did. It is simply this, folks. Where there is faith and a will, there is most definitely a way. That in fact, the only boundaries, limits, or rules that obstruct you are the ones that you make yourself. In essence, 'you must free your mind' , to quote Morpheus from The Matrix. I know if Ryan reads this, he'll laugh. After watching the first Matrix, I kind of quoted it a lot. That was long time ago, too.

NO, this isn't over.

I read this book called the five people you meet in heaven. I think it was 196 pages long. Good book. Really good book. I think I read in the course of three days. I would definitely recommend this book to everyone. It taught me a couple of things. One of those lessons was there is reason for everything that happens in your life. That there is purpose to every little thing.

Whoa, look at the time. Jeez. Well, folks, I'm tired. I do believe this will suffice for the 18 days that I didn't blog. But who cares. Like with wine, the more time you give something to brew, the better it is. It seems that my epiphany has subsided, like a storm upon the sea. I told you it was going to be a long read. You thought I was kidding, eh? No, my friend. I wasn't. Until my next time, farewell.