the mind of a studiogenius

I was talking to a young dude today, trying his best to "make it" in the industry. He started telling me how his family didn't support his dreams. How his girl doesn't "see" a future in him. How hard it's been to make it to where he's at and how disappointing it is that he hasn't gotten further. He then ask me the question I get the most often, "how did you make it?" I sometimes talk to high school students, I've been on music industry panels, and this is one of the most asked questions at parties and by strangers. I told him like I tell anyone, a dream is just a dream until you fulfill it. Meaning, you can't bank on a dream. You can't give up tangible things like paying bills, eating, being able to take care of yourself/family for a dream. It is ideal to live the life you've always wanted, always dreamed of, and have put your heart and soul into. I'm not saying give up your dreams, I'm saying realize until i

I scribbled a message on my heart and whispered it to God, just in case he couldn't read my handwriting. I knew he received it because I couldn't stop the smile from creeping up on my face. I asked him the bless it, protect it, and keep it from ever being erased. I asked him to promise me, and when i looked into your eyes I saw the life I'd always dreamed of. Every blink was a flash of forever and I couldn't wait to see more. I don't ever want to stop looking into your eyes. I then asked God to show me that this is what i truly wanted, and then you smiled. Your smile spoke to my soul, like sign language. Every movement, lip curl, tongue over the groove of your teeth sent a tremble to my soul, like thunder. Some may be afraid, but i embrace it like lightening and allow it to play a beautiful melody. I want both the earth shaking and electrifying moments. I finally stop pretending God didn't already know my heart. I stopped pretending that i had any control