And we are Mind, and evermore we take
The tool of thought, and shaping what we will,
Bring forth a thousand joys, a thousand ills,
We think in secret, and it comes to pass -
Our world is but our looking glass.
We are simply a product of our thoughts and our lives are not made of what we want but what we are. Each day that we wake and go to sleep we have a choice of what we place in our mind. Start tomorrow by waking and imagining what your perfect day would look like.