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A dawn dawns.

already gave me the power that rules my fate.
not grabbed me as anything, so no have nothing to defend.
I have no thoughts, so you can see.
no longer afraid of anything, so you can remember me.

A rare song? I listen, I thought I would never do it, but it was not here, but where the impossible becomes routine and is just incomprehensible that the very idea of \u200b\u200bnot understanding. He dreamed of sailing to death while she sang this song, it is quality of death and intonation appropriate volume, but I could discern a few words in their infancy, "life is given", I believed in this since I started my journey to freedom, but even it has remained somewhat static, my conscience has had the luxury to shine more than occasionally. Sometimes I wanted to be a navigator of infinity, others simply want to be happy, someone told me that ignorance is bliss, I'd fix the simplest possible way: happiness is within us no matter how much we want to condition the others, Happiness can never be if not us if we find what we really are, and we never really even be free. Freedom is pure happiness, flying towards infinity.

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The fundamental illusion

The last words of Werner Heisenberg were

"It's easy, know all this, now I see that physics is not fundamental, the world is a illusion

long ago that my world stopped turning around something actually has sometimes been close to stop, not ground raise people or their words, but today is different. I think it is 3 years old I wrote a paper on Heisenberg, after that my life changed completely, there is in fact due to this change, but if it happened.

This statement which said in its deathbed took me to open my mind to other possibilities, perhaps to be happy. Meeting adorable the idea that the world is an illusion, that everything we see and know no more than the chains that keep us on our way. Yesterday I had a dream I saw the sea, I saw him for a long time, suddenly decided to stop watching and joining him, I took a few steps and started walking on the sea, was becoming more fast, but acting unintentionally, I stopped walking but not let me move, on the contrary, now going faster, I realized that I needed to move my feet, when I see that realizing that I did not have to travel the sea \u200b\u200bto meet him, I realized that the sea and I were in realudad the same thing: nothing. I woke up, not here but in another dream, maybe next time you go to the beach to remember what I did in my dream, I think if I can do here what I can do there then so I can do beyond what I can do here.

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The hidden side of Jim Morrison

Before reading the biography of Jim Morrison had heard many of their songs, they find a recurring theme: a hidden reality that normally do not see but there it is. However, this reality which is awash with talk Morrison perversion, degradation, death and even evil, it seems that the world, Morrison's eyes, is totally ruthless and try to destroy all the time. There is an important variable in the lyrics of Morrison, the women talk about them admitting they have an incredible power, but they are ruthless and the only way to win when it comes to women is being even more ruthless than they.
The first detail that struck me about the life of Jim Morrison was that his father had military was at home always should have been a great discipline and submission by Jim, his brothers and his mother for her father. It is interesting to recall that Morrison told his acquaintances that his family was dead, he had no siblings or parents. This suggests to me that, on an unconscious level, what he wanted to express was that long ago that his family was no more, maybe since I was a child.
I think Jim Morrison's father never gave any value to his eldest son, on the contrary, I think it all the time and demerit, and he grew in the late forties, his mother dutifully followed only the conduct of their father. Morrison was a very intelligent person and yet was never considered someone special, the fact that his father has taken more of a burden than a child explains the drop in alcohol and drugs. Felt inferior to people that lived, mostly less than his father, which I think was never considered a parent for Morrison, but a tyrant who came from time to time to exercise unlimited power over him and his family .
Morrison's mother is perhaps the most influential person in his life, he believes that all women are heartless because his mother was with him. Recalling the words "father, I want to kill you, mother I want to fuck you", Jim's mother was alone with him during the early years of his life, this suggests to me the idea of \u200b\u200ba violation when Morrison was a baby, and perhaps these events lasted until it was a little larger. It may seem unlikely, so to shape the idea some say it was not a violation per se, but perhaps too stimulating caresses.
Sex always been synonymous with freedom to Jim Morrison, I think that this is due to possible pre-pubescent stage of sexual activity, coincided with the stay of his father in the war, he tried to return to the days when her biggest fear not yet exist.
Finally I want to talk about the incident in the van of the Indians. Morrison says the soul of a shaman invaded, I can not argue with that, a child of five who knows death is a child who has begun to see the world at an early age. Death is very impressive to see someone die can give a 180 º to life, Morrison wanted to be in the world of reality and the fantasy at the same time, I wanted to go through the door of dreams at will. But only proved to be someone competent to do so without ever having sufficient strength to fulfill that intent.

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was not the first time

was not the first time since he turned 15 years has been happening, I remember well, that day was very happy all my friends had organized a surprise party, my parents gave me many gifts and two days would start my vacation.
It was late and went out the window of my room, climbed on the roof helping with tree branches, I was watching the stars, I've always wondered, decorating the sky look like flowers, each as large or as small as me want, each so unique and yet so complementary to all other, suddenly appeared the moon was huge, I could not stop looking at it for a while, it was as if she knew I was staring and every moment increased its majesty. I got up, stretched my hand and touched, she was afraid not expected and as I approached my hand she moved across the sky trying to escape, she was cold, was very soft and wet, I could not stop touching her, and told him not to be afraid, it would not hurt, I slowly began to stroke, slowly began to trust me, then I took with my two hands to get a closer look, it was really beautiful, but beyond her beauty was her splendid sweetness, I could have stayed with her forever, but she had his own plans.
I took her hand and led me from place to place, sail among the stars, we met one after another, after the fantasy world that could have thought came another even more amazing. I decided never to return and continue to travel forever, that's when we stopped, I asked why we did it, I said I wanted to travel with her until the end of time, but she said nothing, which before had been my best friend now completely ignored me, turned my back for a moment and I did not look back again, I wanted to go as far as possible, wanted to know what lay beyond the stars, I wanted to discover the undiscoverable.
was going so fast that I could not see what was happening around me, the immense blue sky was now as white as the moon, suddenly started hear a soft melody, gradually increasing in intensity and strength as she flew, told me and tried to catch up, up, down, down, abajísimo and to the top. Dancing with the infinite universe as a clue, I turned my gaze to my feet and I found something that did not fit under my had a withered flower, I could not help shedding a tear on her, I lay down beside her and I realized how he could back his life, no one had dealt with sow it was a whim of the universe that had not yet died. Take the flower with one hand, picked it up and planted it on me, in the midst of infinite and without stopping, I closed my eyes and I saw in the distance, was on the roof of my room gazing at the stars.