To love, and be loved. And marzipan.

To be famous and successful so I can leave a mark on the world after I’m gone.

Forwarding to @KevinJohnston

More yarn!

To see a better world.

I know I don't want to be any of those things.. just foot loose and fancy free.. hippie dippie playin with good friends and fine wine. oh ya.. can't forget good rock tunes too!

to help animals with my art by selling it.

To crush your enemies, to see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentations of their women.

This goes with @Sassygirl3869 answer to post

Ok I feel like today is true confessions day. I wanted to be married to a rock star. At least thats what I thought 22 years ago when I married my ex-husband. A friend of mine from college insisted I come see her friend Scotty's band Mantis before they went on tour with Aerosmith. I learned the keyboard player was Zach Nillson, Harry Nillson was his father. Ringo Starr was his godfather. They had gone out to California and were waiting for the release of their album. It was exciting ....we were going to a barbecue at Joe Perry's. Scotty went to high school with Steven Tallarico (tYLER). I was psyched for the tour-going to Japan. It was an exciting time. Needless to say it all went south. The band's manager ended up suing us in court, album never got major release and Zach moved to California to write music trailers. Second act involved a new keyboard player who moved in my basement-Jerry Deagan from Ireland. Sony went to see the band under a new manage. He was backed by Bobby Orrr, James Sokolove (tv lawyer) and some others. He had celebrity cousins-Furst family-Stephen from Animal House and the Jordan furniture guys. Needless to say they never made it as rock stars and I wasn't married to one.

I want a regular house in a atheist neighborhood with people who would support my ideals without expecting a copyright, trade mark (jesus/god).

A revolving door of beautiful women?
Really, further education and future security for my daughter.

Mainly an at least somewhat accurate understanding of reality, but I don't think I'd mind if I died with the mind I currently have... If I had to choose between that or having enough money to leave behind to those that survived me for a cremation/burial, I'd put the intellect part on the back burner and go for the leaving money behind choice.

i would like to be able to retire without fear of poverty