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When people have dreams

Imagine the world where all people live like they want to live, where people work in their dream - jobs, where they don't have to struggle with their unwanted jobs and do what makes them unhappy. Just imagine the world where people can easily reach their dreams... What about this book? Here is the answer... The man whose name is Skyemoone, who can't love or be happy, lives his own life and spends his days by writing and talking to his students. He has a good life. But one day, he gets tired of everything and he writes a book. The book which will change the whole world. Why it will change the world? Because after people read it, they suddenly understood that they were living the life which they didn't dream of. Suddenly, everyone leaves their jobs. Stops what they were doing. And for what? To make their long forgotten dreams come true. Now, everyone begins to live how they wanted to live but never had a courage to get up and reach their goals. People became free and everything is possible. No one can't stop them. They can commit crime, do many things and nothing can stop them. And all because Professor Skyemoone opened their eyes and showed them that Person should live and achieve his or her goal no matter what. To live like you want to live. And no one will stop you. Isn't it happy world? And now answer, do you think you are strong enough to dream and live like your heart tells you? Because in the end, everything changes so quickly that people can not control their dreams and who they have become.

Leon_Kingraph · Politique et sciences sociales
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The place where our dreams live. Part two.

The house we were in was too beautiful. I didn't know what kind of place it was, but the comfort awakened the writer in me. 

The warm climate and the singing of different birds along with the sounds of the sea made me fall in love with life even though I had no idea where I was. 

Leon kept exploring the neighborhood, but I knew he wanted to drop everything and run to that beach in front of our house. 

"This whole thing is weird. Don't you think?" he asked.

"It's weird, but it's so beautiful here. And what are we going to do here?" 

"It's a real kidnapping." 

"Come on. We need to figure out where we are," I said and wanting to see the sea sooner, I walked out of the house. 

There was still no one around. The sun was shining brightly. The palm trees stretched upwards, sometimes covering us from the heat. The paths of sand and small stones felt good through my shoes, and I wanted to take everything off and feel the warmth.