I dream of the day when people remember that death is just part of the cycle. When they know they will die whether they like it or not, whether they try to delay it or not, and get used to the idea. When they scream to the sky that LIFE itself is a terminal disease and that they need to live while they can and that life is not forever! When the cries ring out:

Live for the moment!

Chase the dreams that you wish you had at an earlier age!

The only time when it is too late is death itself!

LIVE !