To have heaven while you are alive and live it as you breathe, demands that you know what your heaven is…
In the depths of your heart, there is a dream that won’t go away; it is like an instinct, a tug that you mistrust on bad days. When cloudy with despair, the dream seems so far away that you lay down and fancy it, the way you used to fancy kissing that girl in school.
But one day, sick and tired of being sick and tired, you stole a kiss anyway and you didn’t die, did you?
When you first kiss your Vision, the world explodes and you catch on fire and for the first time you want to shout over every rooftop–Hey, it really is true that eyes can laugh!