A Journal With Everything

Dreams, Tempest, Revels

Our revels now are ended. These are actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and are melted into thin air:
and like the baseless fabric of their vision, The cloud-capped towers,
the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea all which inherit, shall dissolve and like this insubstantial pageant
faded, Leave not a rack behind,. We are such stuff as dreams made on and
our little life is rounded with a sleep.
Prospero From The Tempest

I love this passage. This is the last thing said by Barnabas Collins, the vampire we all love on the series Dark Shadows. The vampires, ghosts, supernatural, witches and this is all so fitting. Actors who played great roles in Dark Shadows. Spirits were in this show. Gorgeous palaces. Mansions i movies and real life as Downton Abbey comes to mind. The great globe itself. The earth. Books, TV Shows, fiction. These are such stuff as dreams are made of. Our life is rounded with a sleep.

Isn't this about life as well as fictional TV Shows? Our revels now are ended. Rather be a job, a new chapter in your life. A new chapter in your life. We inherit money from relatives. Maybe we inherit a cat or a prized possession. We have dreams and maybe make them come true. Our little life is rounded with a sleep. Enjoy the life you have. Hang on to your dreams and it is alright to love fiction rather you are a writer or not. We do our best and it is okay to dream. Revels. Make new ones and love your life. Aren't we all just actors in our play and drama?

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