Running through the things to be. Tomorrow is Yesterday. Today is the dream that carves beauty in the path of my feet. We walk, we run, we fall, we crawl to the goal. We perceive to be the dream. The thing we can hear. It calls us: Chase Me! We chase, we run through things to be — only to find that the perception of glory is a never-ending thirst. A never-ending hunger. Ah … to chase the dream. I am hungry. I am thirsty. I will forever chase thee dream. | MS