I may have a curious perspective on things such as the world's order, but one should know that if I sit and think hard about such I make a brilliant show.
I have all my words in metaphors that don’t make sense, but if I sit upon a rotten log I go into a trance.
I dream up dreams so rich in fact I have come to believe that I sit atop great glistening piles of gold. Only to be waken up before my supper gets cold.
Once I dreamed I was a warrior so noble and strong who looked to be kind to those of poor, but once I was on the battle field they didn't realize they were wrong.
But what I am trying to say is not to dream of what you're not, only the simple fact that if you sit and think long and hard all your troubles will be gone.