Friday, November 10, 2006


"It's Winter-fall
Red skies are gleaming - oh -
Sea-gulls are flyin' over
Swans are floatin' by
Smoking chimney-tops
Am I dreaming...
Am I dreaming...?

The nights draw in
There's a silky moon up in the sky - yeah -
Children are fantasising
Grown-ups are standin' by
What a super feeling
Am I dreaming...
Am I dreaming...?

So quiet and peaceful
Tranquil and blissful
There's a kind of magic in the air
What a truly magnificent view
A breathtaking scene
With the dreams of the world
In the palm of your hand

A cosy fireside chat
A little this, a little that
Sound of merry laughter skippin' by
Gentle rain beatin' on my face
What an extraordinary place!
And the dreams of the child
Is the hope of the man

It's all so beautiful
Like a landscape painting in the sky - yeah -
Mountains are zoomin' higher - mm -
Little girls scream an' cry
My world is spinnin' and spinnin' and spinnin'
It's unbelievable
Sends me reeling
Am I dreaming...
Am I dreaming...?
Oooh - it's bliss"

Is it possible that we can live in a world of fantasy? is it possible to make our life a continuous dream, with references on the past, with feelings of the present, with hopes on the future? Is a dream too much fantasy? Where does it ends and begins the reality?
Those are some of the questions that come to my mind when I'm thinking in dreams, when I am in a dreaming level and the reality seems to be so complicated, too much real indeed...
I really think that our interior spirit life should be some steps forward of our exterior spirit body. This last, has to know where the flow goes, have to see clearly the way in front of him. As analogy, the dream could be like the lights beyond the car, when we drive by night, and shows us the way we want to follow. How more is the strength of our dream more far we can see and be enlightened to the course that I want to impel
my boat as Baden Powell said. The ones that don’t take the dream as a guide to impel them lives, they just let them go with the rest of the flow as the sheep...
I want to make my life so beautiful!... "Like a landscape painting in the sky - yeah"

Lyrics by Queen
"A Winter's Tale"
from "Made in Heaven" album

Friday, November 03, 2006

The world that we created

It passed 60 years since Freddy was born. I get used to this kind of personalities that has, as background of an artistic genius, or scientific, or any other kind of performing mind, some misunderstand way of life. I am not censoring it at all. I am just wondering if there is any relation between this two minority (???) worlds.
His legacy to the world by the music and the words it is much beyond of this different looking ways of social or what ever types of living.
He helped us to see the miracle that our life can turn to, the magic behind every living moment, the amazing possibilities of the radio, the beauty of the friend's relationships, the wonderful and sometimes painfully feelings that love can bring to our hearts and so much more...
He really showed us this, our, living world...
But also a world that we don't preserve as a place to live... to everyONE LIVE...
The world that we created....

"Just look at all those hungry mouths we have to feed
Take a look at all the suffering we breed
So many lonely faces scattered all around
Searching for what they need

Is this the world we created?
What did we do it for?
Is this the world we invaded
Against the law?
So it seems in the end
Is this what were all living for today?
The world that we created

You know that every day a helpless child is born
Who needs some loving care inside a happy home
Somewhere a wealthy man is sitting on his throne
Waiting for life to go by

Is this the world we created?
We made it on our own
Is this the world we devastated
Right to the bone?
If theres a God in the sky looking down
What can he think of what weve done
To the world that he created?"

This is not the world I would like to create.
I will try to do something about it... What about you?

Words and music by Freddie Mercury and Brian May
"Is This The World We Created?

image from: Underground Railway Theater