|
|
|
|
Explore the silent depths of the human heart as one man searches for his fate and his destiny by sifting through
The Sum of a Thousand Dreams!
The Sum of a Thousand Dreams!
The sum of a thousand dreams is a story about love in its most fundamental nature and why, us being consumed by that same nature-drives us to do what we do or don’t do, in other matters. Its about the appeasement of the spirit and about how we celebrate that into our dreams and to its dreamers, dreaming about... the one, true, soul mate. It’s about the human heart in all of us and how resilient it
can be when it wants to be and how delicate it can also get, when lost. It’s
about the filament of the human mind and how every cell tries to cope with all the discrepancies
that comes between, reality and dreams, the seen and the unforeseen, and how the voices inside the darkness complicates the scenery. It’s about all the little things when viewed from a different perspective-are not really so little after all.
It’s about fear and how it moves
us. It’s also about hope and how it takes
that same fear and removes it-out of sight. On a more personal note-this is the journey of a kid name Joseph Daniel Reed and about his family and
his friends and this book is what has summed up to be his life and somewhere along the way, inside, his dreams just inadvertently
meshed it up to all us.
Surely, we all have questions about…I don’t know, hmmm! Everything and I wish I could say that this book has somehow tried to answer some of them but that would too presumptuous for me to say but at the same time-in the same way that a certain voice once said to me inside the darkness, “my intention is just as noble as a sweet kiss—it’s unconditional” and so, the story goes, in a kiss and in the wind-inspired to take it up to a higher reasoning and then uncovered the horizon and as far as to where the destination goes, may it finds those who is in need of an angel because after it has all been said and done with, every story that deals with love and of any of us, is no longer just a story but life itself with God’s handwriting, perpetuated all over the background. Life truly is a lot like poetry... by how we try to enlightened our ways, may just as well, inspired the world.
May it inspire you in the same way-I was inspired to write this novel. |
If I were to judge myself based upon my outer appearance alone, it would be too hard for me to comprehend the reality-that I've actually written such a book. To put it mildly, I’m not the prototypical someone that can accomplish such a thing-that I even surprised myself throughout the whole process and even more so afterwards. Patience, insecurities, procrastinating, these are just a few examples of a long list of barriers that I had to go through, not to mention the fact that I am not exactly drawn-naturally to reading books. I mean I like books, certain books that may occasionally entertain my curiosity but honestly, I can’t remember a book that I may have actually read, from the beginning to the end. Well, OK technically speaking, this book would be the first, you know-after gone over a thousand re-drafts and all or maybe one of those short, children’s book, like about twelve pages long or maybe, ten because twelve may’ve already been too lengthy. But anyways, as I was saying, I’m not the writer type nor do I even presumed to think that I have become one. Nope! not at. Its a lot more further from the truth but I have researched how to be one though and that journey ended up being a kill-joy more than an opening-of-heart because frankly, I don’t do journals and I do not even have a special quiet place to channel all of the right passions and moods, and I most definitely never had the luxury of a time-table and to make it worst, I’m like a punching-bag to my grammar structures and you should have seen me cringed at every sentences and pages throughout but my passion interceded-it wanted to be free and I also knew-I had
a dream and it is up to me to make that dream, a reality.
Success is all about the choices we make because as you can see, in spite of my millions or so, flaws and shortcomings, I believe I have something important to share, in fact, we all do because we all have a specific voice inside-screaming to come out while mine came in a thunderous spark. The bottom line is, I believe in fate and destiny and kismet or on what ever else you call. Everything that happens truly does have a greater purpose. Look to our experiences, for witness. The wind blows where it will-we feel the differences when it comes but we just can't see them and maybe the same is true when it comes to this. Maybe I was led to write this not for my own sake but for someone else's. Maybe there is a hidden message inside that i don't know about and it needs to get to someone who are not even aware that he or she-needed one. Who knows, right?But the point is, I’m not expecting anything spectacular to happen but I am, looking for a special connection here. Somewhere, inside every voids-there is this voice and that voice can very well be you or me or everyone or it can also be just a light that can distinguish the truth from the darkness, so that we, no longer fear the dark-side in all of us. I’m taking the drive and this ride directly, to the crossroad… my crossroad-whether to further my sight to greater heights or to put my blinders to better use but either way-I’m all dressed-up and ready for a long ride. Now, who’s coming? |