The great men fall and live out their lives in our hearts, yearning to get out. But the greatest of them all live their dreams, not afraid to hold them up for all the world to see so fragile, so unprotected, so vulnerable. The beauty of their dreams will live on forever in our hearts but the reality of it will never fit into our minds. They die of our own hand, unable to fulfill the great expectation and sacrifice for dreams to come true. We are the same in that we fear life coming to an end, where they see a beginning. A beginning for something so beautiful that the world will open up its heart to it and embrace it with happiness. He gave up his life for a vision. A vision too great for his human body to hold. A vision which only his eyes could see and a light which only his heart would follow. Others followed him. Their dream buries them and lies dormant alongside a human whose eternal slumber will forever enclose the glorious future of humanity.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The great men fall and live out their lives in our hearts, yearning to get out. But the greatest of them all live their dreams, not afraid to hold them up for all the world to see so fragile, so unprotected, so vulnerable. The beauty of their dreams will live on forever in our hearts … <\/p>\n