Another realization: Dreams are for children.
My dreams of happiness and success are empty and hollow. My wishes and desires for the heart of another person, now lost to me are but ash in the wind. Gone much like the magician's flash paper.
As I have been reflecting on the changes I need to make in me, and through me to the world about me, I've come to the edge of myself, and the empty darkness is there.
And there begins the nightmare. Control the nightmare, stop the fall into nothing, and find your way. Nightmares are for adults.
Idealistic dreams are for children and those with no responsibilities.
Aspirations are based on an attainable reality. Aspirations helped man fly, made the telephone a reality and put an end to Hitler. Aspirations are the antidote to the blackness of the nightmare.