What If What if the world was a cube? What if that cube of #life and beautiful things had eight points that held a mountain in each? Eight mountains of which four represented all things good; Hope, Belief, Possibility, Dreams. The other four however, represented the opposite; Despair, Anger, Impossibility, Nightmares. What if each face had one country and a different sky, not a sky of the palest blues but instead a different colour which made each country in each face unique. The country of money, the country of health, and the country of love on one half of the cube, yet the countries of the poor, of sickness and of hate on the opposite. What if every razor sharp edge represented the pathways to each country, each edge filled with both adventure and danger to every person who walked, sailed, flew or even ran that path. This may seem like a load of gibberish to you, but I believe that if the world was a cube with all of the properties above, it would represent every human being. We all walk a path in #life, whether it has danger or safety or temptation along the way. We choose our path, we walk those razor sharp edges and climb each mountain at least once in our lives, visit every one of these countries - albeit some more than others - but we all endure them. You are you and I am me, the difference is the path you take - you either work for success like the prosperous side of the cube, or you give in like the other side. I guess what I'm trying to say is that you could be in the country of sickness or hate... But only you can make the effort to walk along one or more of the sides to your desired destination, only you. By Beckarrrrh :3 This is my own creation - just my own thoughts ^.^

Hold Tight Find your dream, your ambition #life and cling to it - don't let it go and always keep it in sight. Believe that you can achieve it and you will. Never give up ^.^

Reality A soft brush of sweetened lips against your own, the scent of roses not too far away mingled with the saltiest tang from the gently lapping tide of the sea. A shiver visibly runs a course through your spine and goosebumps scatter over your skin in a domino-like way, the warmth of the sun above your head feels like the warmth and comfort of a mother's arms, yet the wind passing gently between you feels almost like a pair of father's eyes; watchful, protective. Hands entwine, making you feel more alive than ever before, the pulse of the person before you flooding into your hand and matching to the fluttering beats of your own heart. Silence. Not a sound to ruin this moment, just the lapping tide and the wind disturb the serenity of this scene, heartbeats audible from being so close. No need to utter a word. Everything is complete now, even the sound of your hushed breaths becomes a serenade, you understand each other... Yet this can't last. Thunder clouds rumble towards you violently, the wind picking up its pace and whipping at your skin harshly... The sea becomes a death trap as the waves increase in height and climb into the sky, only to crash back down with the anger of a betrayed lover. Fingers lose their grip and you claw through the wind to find your other half, to stop the madness unfolding in front of you where there was once calm. Rain begins to hurl itself at your eyes, blinding you completely. No words will come, no cries of sorrow nor shouts for help will release themselves from your lips. You feel yourself being dragged helplessly down into an abyss of nothing but empty space... Falling... Falling... You awake with a start to the piercing cry of your alarm clock, the light that filters through your curtains is like a dagger to your eyes. Grumbling and stumbling out of bed it hits you like a wall of bricks... It was nothing but a dream... #life must now go on.