"Ah, what then?"

What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you dreamed?
And what if, in your dream, you went to heaven
and there plucked an strange and beautiful flower?
And what if, when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand?
Ah, what then?
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Every hint of genius started off as a thought, a silent window into the vast expanse of what could be.

I greatly dislike when people decide that what they really want for their lives has to live only in their dreams, or worse, is relegated to the idea of "someday", where it remains for all eternity. Someday, this intangible time, where unicorns rule the Earth, and war is but a memory.

Wherever these incredible ideas come from, whenever your dream life exists is up to you. You are the definer of these things.

What if you were the arbiter of your own destiny? Ah, what then?