Where Dreams.... Do Come True...... Sand, Sand, the immortal, never conquered, always moving, yet always there. Never changing, and always changed. Unstoppable, the destroyer of dreams, yet the mover of souls.
I have traveled for 3 years, flying back and forth from USA to Egypt. I live in the Desert of Dreams where dreams do come true however not all.
Dreams of the main kind, the dream I moved there for, the reasons and beliefs.
The new ME 2006
I am now living back in USA for good and rebuilding my business once more and moving forward in my life. Happy to be back in my mother country and feeling alive again also seeing smiles on peoples faces and hearing them in their voices.
Disclaimer ...
On My blog there is partical nudity, I use sensual photos to illustrate the music which is partial what this blog is about.. If you do not like or want to see partial nudity then please do not read my blog. Not all posts contain or is with partial nudity photos. I do write about other subjects. Consider yourself warned!!!!!!
I saw these photos on Saturday and they left an impression into my heart which hurt me and at the same time .. upset me..
How can we as humans not feel anything from each photo? How can we turn our head and make believe we didn't see situations like these in some part of our daily lives?
Many of us want to reach out and help.. how? where? These are my questions.. Money isn't everything .. I am doing my part now .. here on my blog .. bringing to the surface the need for more human touch.. more human contact and most of all more human caring..
When is enough .. ENOUGH?? When everyone is GONE? When will the killing stop? The torture end? When there is no one left to TORTURE?
These photos gave me dreams last night .. the color red kept appearing inside my dream.. with people from long ago.. I don't know what it meant however, it resides inside me now forever.
This is not the Garden of the Gods.. as it was meant to be.. this is the HELL ON EARTH as we have made it become..
When she was just a girl She expected the world But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of..
Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise Every time she closed her eyes
When she was just a girl She expected the world But it flew away from her reach and the bullets catch in her teeth Life goes on, it gets so heavy The wheel breaks the butterfly
Every tear a waterfall In the night the stormy night she'll close her eyes In the night the stormy night away she'd fly
and dreams of Para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise
lalalalalalalalalalala And so lying underneath those stormy skies She'd say, "oh, ohohohoh I know the sun must set to rise"
This could be Para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh This could be Para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise This could be Para-para-paradise Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh
My Opera
