Last year, my weekly MKMMA (MASTER KEY MASTERMIND ALLIANCE) blog opened this way,

THE MASTER KEY MASTERMIND ALLIANCE can take you far – as far as your imagination is able – and most likely farther than you can imagine! Imagine that, and you’ve got the start of a fable. The kind of story told in olden times at a large Christmas table. Heroes there were …
(That was last year)
…and this year is this:
…and heroes there are…

because a hero resides inside each one of us, ready to burst forth at the sound of the HERALD’S CALL, and take what John Campbell has labeled the HEROES JOURNEY.

While the MKE 6-month program has adopted Napoleon Hill’s “DEFINITE MAJOR PURPOSE” (DMP) to serve as a common denominator propelling us forward; and there our certain principles of language that must be followed to make the most of what we hold inside — that “what,” that DMP, that vision of the person we want to become, living the life we want to live, is as unique as the snow flakes Mother Nature sends to remind of what very few — too few — ever see, recognize, LET ALONE take action and create.

Just think about it. How high is the % of individuals, who have lost their way in the clutter of life? How many find themselves struggling to merely survive, unable to free themselves from the stagnation rut that has seemingly stolen their ability to move in a direction they would choose — if they only knew they would choose it — which they don’t, because that golden vision — Campbell’s GOLDEN BUDDHA — is buried under layers of lack-driven/fear-based cement; where it still sits still, as their last breath escapes, carrying away their life force, and their dreams, before ever bathing in the light of their awareness, and drying off in the light of day.

You’ve probably heard of the “sheeple.” They are the people of mainstream American society (and other countries). They are often the ones I’ve described in the paragraph above. The cement over coats have been/are designed by the ruling elite, the cabal, the illuminNOTti, whose minions — those in control of government, big business, finance — use main stream, mass media to peddle their garments — as impenetrable as lead, yet as light and feathery as the perfumed, dark illusions from which they are woven to fog up our heads. Inside all struggling efforts to break free are weakened by the GMO-tainted, sugary poison labeled as food, and stifled by breathing air, sparkling with Fukushima radiation, laden with toxic chemicals of “so-called” water vapor, jet plane exhaust, floating, falling, innocently from the skies, to tickle our noses, and redden our eyes. 

As great would be chopping off the heads, so to speak, of those psycho-maniacs at the top, thus freeing the citizens of the world, MKE shows each of us how we, as individuals, can experience complete fulfillment, while the status quo continues to row in the choppy reality we’ve all come to know.

Mark Januszewski, the co-creator of MKE, is well aware of our plight. Not wishing to muddy the water with as clear delineation as I have — this kind of focus only tends to strengthen that which is focused upon — prefers Billy Joel’s “THE RIVER OF DREAMS”, as a metaphorical expression.

The illusions that fill “THE RIVER OF DREAMS” seem more pleasantly delicious than they do nefarious and vicious, yet there is that knowing there is something more, and this knowing only increases the hunger, which, in turn, increases the pain of unsatisfied desire.

See how many interpretations you can come up with.
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
From the mountains of faith
To the river so deep
I must be looking for something
Something sacred I lost
But the river is wide
And it’s too hard to cross
Even though I know the river is wide
I walk down every evening and stand on the shore
I try to cross to the opposite side
So I can finally find what I’ve been looking for
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the valley of fear
To a river so deep
I’ve been searching for something
Taken out of my soul
Something I’d never lose
Something somebody stole
I don’t know why I go walking at night
But now I’m tired and I don’t want to walk anymore
Hope it doesn’t take the rest of my life
Until I find what it is I’ve been looking for
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the jungle of doubt
To the river so deep
I know I’m searching for something
Something so undefined
That it can only be seen
By the eyes of the blind
In the middle of the night
Not sure about a life after this
God knows I’ve never been a spiritual man
Baptized by fire, I wade into the river
That is runnin’ through the promised land
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the desert of the truth
To the river so deep
We all end in the ocean
We all start in the streams
We’re all carried along
By the river of dreams
In the middle of the night

“Lyrically, Billy is “searching for something”, though Billy himself has stated he is unsure what the song means.” Is it “so undefined” that he cannot clearly see what it is? Or does he really know, and feel it safer to conceal the fact . Or somewhere in between?

Here’s Billy’s wife at the time, supermodel Christie Brinkley, on the banks of “the river,” painting the cover of the River Of Dreams album (released in August of 1993),

And here is that cover,

And here is Billy Joel singing his song, “The River Of Dreams,”

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