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Yep. I thought I would never be able to do it you know.

I’ve started this shit 8 years ago. At the beginning, it was just fun, like everyone and I liked the smell of cigarettes. Then I got used to smoke and the 3 cigarettes a month became 1 and half pack a day! It didn’t break my heart to thing I use to smoke for 2-3 years. But now, it’s been 8 years, f***, that’s too long!

I am just fed up about spending money for that shit. Moreover each time I see the ads and what is written on packs, I just wish to struggle the person who had the idea to write it. Because even if smoking kills and so on, we’re free. If I wanted to jump from a bridge and finish on a car in the middle of the highway, actually I’d be free to do it! That’s democracy, haha!

Ok, back to that crappy cigarette. After 8 years, my feelings have changed:

- I love to smoke

- I feel a kind of pain on my lungs, which means they might be… I even don’t want to think about it!

- I feel like stopping to smoke would take a part of me, of my personality away

- I’m thinking to have a child someday, and in good health

- These last months, I’ve started to have a taste of chemicals in my mouth when I took a cigarette… weird!

- I want to travel more than I do, and the 1500€ I was used to spend for the crappy thing might help now.

- I don’t have pleasure like before while smoking. Plenty of bad thoughts come in my mind like, my lungs might be black….

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Let’s talk about material things only… These last days I felt miserable… I’m hungry of travels and I feel like a bird in a cage.

Its happens quite often, but what do you want…we can’t have everything we want, just like that.

I do everything I can to spend my time and spend it good. Since my childhood, I have great ideas of inventions and so on, that finally exist nowadays. The only thing that still doesn’t exist and which is my “dreamtoy” is a teletransportator.

Yeah, that’s how I would call it. This tool to let you travel faster than the light and easier than every transport that exists. Just click on the button and appear in another place directly… No more wars because of fuel, no more car pollution, no more expernses for your car insurance… THE DREAM!

The day the teletransportator will exist, I’ll be able to give all the money I have for it.

And till that day, let’s just close our eyes and imagine we travel…

Le rêveur
il a toujours cette sensation
étrange
d’exister en dehors du monde
debout sur une branche
de se cacher dans une peau
qui ne lui appartient qu’à moitié
que quelqu’un a bien voulu
lui prêter
de vivre un pas de côté
des êtres et des choses
à contre-jour
à cloche-pied
la tête perdue dans les nuages
quand quelque chose arrive
ici
il se trouve ailleurs
là -bas
pour peu
ou pour rien
il pleure de chagrin
ou il est mort de rire
comme une antenne
il capte les ondes
il les amplifie
sans qu’il le sache
elles font la ronde
tout autour du monde
il a les deux pieds
dans le même soulier
on lui fait des crocs-en-jambe
pour qu’il tébuche
les gens se marrent
il se garde bien de gémir
son coeur est rouillé
il se sent humilié
il se demande pourquoi
pourquoi il est sur terre
lui qui aimerait
du soir au matin
du matin jusqu’au soir
vivre ce qu’il rêve
et rêver ce qu’il vit

Realization of your dreams, how far are you with it?

Here are 7 strategies to realize them. I’ve decided to realize a dream, so I can tell you it works!

1. DREAM IN BIG AND GET ENTHUSIASTIC
Big visions inspire the human being. This way, you give yourself a direction where you wish to got to. And get back to your dream quite often, as the energy and passion that animate it come from there. Remember: everything what’s around you has started with an idea, an intention.

2.PLAN IT

Fix yourself intermediate goals to reach your dream. The secret is: be specific and concrete. What to you want to be done in six month, one or two years? Which point do you want to reach? Establish an action plan, that’s the way you’ll transform your dream in reality. And keep watching out for the destination. Without aim, you’ whole energy will slip with the requests of others or with your moment needs.

3. ACT

The ones that realize their dreams do what has to be done, even if it isn’t always interesting. Which specific gestures do you have to do to advance to your goal? Don’t let a day without acting to reach your goal ( a phone call, an article,…) One day, you’ll look back and realize the whole way you’ve done is made from the small steps you’ve done!

4. TAKE THE RESPONSIBILITY OF WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU

Stop finding excuses or reasons explaning why you don’t move on. You create your reality, so put yourself in front of the commands. You don’t obtain the wanted results? In spite of blaming the others, the entire world or yourself, despite feeling a martyr or a victim, try something else, modify your approach and start searching other possibilities. It would be mad to do the same things, again and again, waiting for new results.

5. LEARN TO USE YOUR EMOTIONS

The ones that realize their dreams cultivate positive emotions and know how to break up with a dependence to paralyzing emotions (fear, anxiousness, doubt, discourage). The realization of a dream, it’s 80% self-control and psychology. The rest is just time management.

6. LEARN HOW TO BE WITH OTHERS

Your choices always have an impact on people that are around you. Insure yourself they understand them and approve them. Create a stimulating and encouraging environment by choosing your friends, your reading, the talk shows you listen to of you watch. Close your eyes on media that cultivate fear. If needed, let yourself be helped and protect yourself against people and conversations that give you the feeling to be worth less than what you’re worth.

7. BE PATIENT

We live a life of instant things, fast click, speed and immediate satisfaction of our desires. Big dreams request time. We can’t cheap with this reality. But their realization bring us big satisfaction, joy and blooming. So keep the course and believe you’ll reach your goals. Learn to appreciate the journey and to reward yourself.

And you? How far are you with your dreams? Let your comments.

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash,

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little, old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

“Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen
On, Comet! On, Cupid! On, Donder and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With a sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas, too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes, how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stocking; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

Happy christmas to all and to all a good night