And more Dreaming

And Dreaming

Dreaming...

Dreaming

The Feather - 1

Luna was the only daughter of a happy marriage. Her parents were loving and worked both as scientific researchers in a laboratory dedicated to study fallen asteroids on a remote village of Alaska. It was summer times and they had a cottage house close to her parents work. She had no friends as school didn't started yet and they were new in the place.

That day she left home to walk her new puppy to the park near by. She was so excited that finally her parents brought her the puppy she asked for so long. She remembers asking for it since she was about 5 years old, and they always put many excuses and reasons, including the fact they used to move house quite often, but now her parents told her that they were expecting to stay there for longer, and the house was suitable for having a pet. In her 9th birthday, just 2 months after moving to the new place, her parents brought this tiny puppy, it had long hair, was soft and loving. She called her Shila and spent the last week playing and caring for her. She was double excited because it was the first time she was allowed to walk Shila on her own. She head to the park where the trees where high and lush.

They were walking side by side accompanied by the music of the leaves being waved by the afternoon breeze. All of a sudden, Shila stepped out of the path and disappeared in between the bushes. Luna called her but Shila didn't appear. She stared at the bushes wondering what to do. Her parents told her not to leave the path as a condition to go on her own. She stepped on the border of the path and shouted Shila's name. A moment later she could hear something inside the lushed vegetation and saw some bushes shaking. She thought that might be Shila, and stepped out of the path to look for her. She guessed Shila was still to young to obey human orders and if she was were the bushes were shaking, she would have no problem to grab her and return safely to the path.

She entered the vegetation and started walking in between the bushes towards the shaking leaves...

To be continued...

The Feather - 2

Hello & Goodbye at The Breakfast Club

Today I had a 'brunch' at The Breakfast Club near Hoxton Square with a friend I haven't seen in 6 months, and before that, I haven't seen him in about 8 years. More friends to say goodbye, he was going to Berlin, and then to south east Asia. You get quite used to do it here in London. Just 2 weeks ago I said goodbye to another friend who went back home for good. I imagine her in the beach flirting with hot guys in the paradise island.

It's not a sad thing any more, well maybe the first day it's kind of melancholic, then life goes on.

I had the biggest poached egg on toast I've ever imagined I could have, with rocket salad and a sauce made of sun dried tomatoes, and the best thing of the place, it was served by a gorgeous guy, an Adonis, who will be probably gay. Nowadays, straight Adonis are endangered species. I asked him not to put butter in my toasts, which he probably said to the chef, but forgot it... Is not because of getting fat, I may be one out of 1000 people who doesn't like the butter's flavour at all.

We talk about many things my friend and I.
- About the credit crunch
- About one of our friends just had a baby 3 weeks ago, and is very happy
- About we've never dreamed of having a wedding day... he said he had nightmares about it
- About cleaning and old basement full of useless stuff, referring to an old friendship I had with a common friend, and my complaints about why I have to be the one to make the approach all the time, bollocks.
- About that I may prefer not to open the basement at all and leave it as it was left, because I don't feel to have the energy to clean it.
- About relationships, how energy consuming is patronizing...
- About work, work, work...
- About how huge was the breakfast portion... like in USA I'd say... I'm still digesting it
- About the fact that not knowing what to do with one's life may be the right feeling after all...
- About how stocked is Spanish's mentality, how square... and how much we love to be here or travelling with like minded people...

We left a little tip. GREAT place. I'll come back.

We said goodbye, and walked in different directions.

Too Many Kids

Ladies & Gentlemen, I don't want to sound cold, but there's too many kids growing up already... it looks like a plague. Only in Camden, 133 kids have been left without primary school due lack of places in the schools (Camden Journal). There's not enough of everything for all of us. And in a few years time... what about work vacancies?? And at the Tate there's thousands and thousands of kids everyday. There's families they even got more than 4 children. Is irresponsible. Is being blind about the world's issues. Is questioning how are we gonna feed them all, considering that there's still huge unbalances in countries in development were people live in extreme poverty. I find it very pretentious. And there's still loads of women getting pregnant, still they can't manage to get the reins of their lives in terms of economy, work independence, properties or even succesful marriages that don't end in divorce... and they become mortgage slaves to be inherited by they children pushed by the fairy tale of having a family, a house, etc. And all those mortgages that have contributed to the credit crunch, and people losing their jobs and all the drama.
And we are not recuperating a population from a war with millions of loses, we are a lot already, and the system we have is not prepared for the good quality of life for everyone, as it has never happened, due some countries are rich and others so poor. It's time to open the eyes, and the brain, and demonstrate a bit of intelligence. It may not be that important to leave your genes to compete for such a survival in a planet gnawed by the exploitations of resources for the western world. And now, that others are catching up in this race in this plague, what are they gonna have left to enjoy. Please world, wake up and speak to your neighbour.