Thursday, December 3, 2009

Battery Lighted Wreaths

Varekai (Journal of the Old World 5)

I can not help, once again I start the post by saying that dreams are fulfilled, that I know. I never thought I could go see the Cirque du Soleil on the tv to watch it live and direct, preferential sentadísimo in a row where the flight of stunt blew me cocotte.

Well, the planets aligned in this way made this possible. A train and train in two hours was in Gijón, a "people" of Asturias, Cantabria open sea, where the large white tent had been found a place to land and attract large numbers of enthusiasts from all corners of the English nation. After finding a hotel and take a short ride on the tourist bus, I interned in the fantasy world of the circus that is this book about a young man falls into a magical forest where strange creatures teach him to live a new reality where everything is possible, a show that defies the laws that govern our reality as we know and transports you as a viewer to another reality, which of course is affected by previous experiences of each and that at least it made me mourn and feel like I never feel again.

enjoyed every piece, each number, each costume, each wig, each piece, every movement, every smile of those who were near me. I enjoyed the shop, refreshments, daily drink water in the vessel that brought me as a souvenir. Every time I see or I wear the shirt I bought I think that was a dream and I close my eyes and the creatures that have a third eye appear bright in the head and make me bow and I'm not crazy, I have not able to overcome all that and I will not, I want my brain to store all the information and keep it intact there for me to consult it whenever I feel sad or feel like disappearing.





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