Awaking from a slumber

I wake from my dream slowly, reentering the maelstrom that is reality. As I step away from the dream I lean towards resenting it cause of the chaos that happened while I slept pleasantly. So much lost, so much gained. Painful lessons of a pleasant past. I can see how the world can slip away as one is in a nation of two, but I never want that to happen. I need to be there for people, I need to work and sweat for that better tomorrow, that is the only way I find happiness. It is very greedy I know, cause I work for myself by means of others. Men suck and I have lost most if not all respect for them. Being a pacifist is hard when you wish to snap necks like a twig. My father always told me to love the sinner but hate the sin. It's hard to do when you know that the sin affects others then the sinner. I think being God would suck a lot at some points. Having to watch all the things people do, knowing how to help and not always being able to. To know one is going to fall and be able to do nothing but watch. At least in my position I can believe in them till the end and hope that they do the right thing. I know not how to go about what needs to be done. this is new ground for me. a horse, a horse my kingdom for a horse. I feel the same about a simple phrase and those I care about.