The Battle Of Dreams.part 11

In the battlefield of dreams we share the bliss only of those who dared but their pains,grief and despair in the lonely journey to Jerusalem a messy details not worth the attention of well wishers in their lip service encomium.We can not get them emotional support like we could a lonely animal like dog in their household.What a pathetic life for the winners?Who would celebrate the losers both in action and in principle,both in mass and critical innovation and only caricature and spittle and keer their slot of public ridicule when the great minds are celebrated in the fanfare of public glare.It does not get any better in a country where misery is the principal heritage and the public hordes of those who dared are measured by the Commonwealth of the opulence you have and the innocent innovative spirit of those who die in the grand canyon of trial and error.They kill the spirit of those who dare yet to dare and demise in the midst of this pang sometimes lampooned in the obscurity of history and sooner or later long forgotten in the sands of time.It is possible to strengthen those who fail trapped in pursuit a wild goose chase in such climes where critical mass of social safety is grossly lacking indignant to the welfare and safety of the present let alone the unforeseeable years.The growth of the nation rests largely on the welfare of its people a plethora of its bases the fortune bases and the defendants of public trust and social capital.When the state is lonely the people can barely defend and how much worse to defend its dreams and aspirations of any nor revive from the pit of hell?We bargain the choices and lifestyles of our nations the hopes and dreams of our forefathers forever live on in our minds.In this thrust of trials and errors,we can leapfrog the hurdles of the posterity that stares blankly in the face.Collectively exploit our unflinching mass of divisive pluralism for brighter days.