LIGHT STATION

They were dreams that made us dream about life.

They were borders that led us to the mere intentions of dreaming about the great mysteries that life made us believe in the existence of the light of tune that transformed us and transported us to the destiny of dreaming about life.

They were fantasies that revealed themselves with more will to live where the past always persisted behind life and it was just the nights of dreams that were fought together with life and death that make us believe in mere seasons that make us transmit and that make us it transcends a vehicle of transmissions with death as well as a stream of life that connects us with all the vibrations and functions of life. Here I am now talking about certain things that maybe someday we can understand about their affects and contradictions that led human beings to better face life and death that in the hidden silence of the night it is said that the shadows that life sows over the lights of large and deserted stations where the roam of a train cannot be there simulate above the rails with the locomotive that makes turns on certain paths that this train has to pass over to some unforgettable place of the time that remained as ancient memories of a long forgotten place in time when the locomotive whistles past with its haunting roar over an ancient place among the trees and rivers that mingle at sunrise with mother nature that seems half distant where it is found over a hidden portal in a supernatural world where shadows take over an unforgettable paradise that we can see its lights that makes us go back to certain mirages about beautiful and enchanted places with great mysteries where we can face death without a little distraction that we can admit that the mountains were made on a true panoramic place among the greenery and on the very cold ruis where it is said that the sun sets on the snow and that are inevitable for the dreams that we may have dreamed and spent in that forgettable place where the fruit of the seed is absorbed by the restless transmissions of lights that hang in the stations over a magic portal of different colors and I can see this dream as a fearless reality to certain mirages that break behind the gate of hell that there may be above all a fearless paradise that makes us stronger and more intelligent and that shows us different dynamics of seeing life in which everything shines and flourishes over a great ecological fraternity of a pastime glued and hidden over a large lake with beautiful green waters where large black and yellow sailboats always sail over a colorful expression of several gold arches over the fearless large sails that show beautiful and ancient engravings of the beginning of the world with certain prehistoric animals and Roman and Egyptian temples that tell the story by certain images and engravings of great ancient people and fearless ancient temples that crossed on the frontiers of death and on the faces of heaven and hell that its irresistible mantle shines that there are great rainbows with designs of things from the other world that we can fear and love above everything in the world in which it is reflected as a fantasy that is dazzled by the fire of the serpent and spills over the banks of the river as if to make different songs and sighs of wild animals that lie down on the bank to end up on land and we can face life in another way and not even beauty took over of the wonder that was hidden in the world of paradise and not even the beast conceived the evil about the silence that fell from the wide of solitude that bathed on the shore and that death had to show its haunting aspect that made the world of dreams remain silent about diverse fantasies as life had been invited among all the mirages that marked themselves the unforgettable hands of time that became the flower of nature over the contradicted and hidden paradise of the innocents who remained immortal on the frontiers of time and governed the past that was married the future and the present was conceived grace giving light and life the victory that was made to dream and open the doors of youth and wisdom gave rise to the images that were formalized from the bottom of dreams to the unforgettable immortal world of mysteries and fantasies where great gods were hidden who took care of the night and the days and then death married life and life made itself dream one more light that gave birth to the world and fantasies made people believe in the world of creation and man was born turned into mud who descended from the gates of death and was born on the lights of life like a bright sun and vivified the mornings and another man was born on the dark of death who married life procreating itself the city of dreams in which it took place body and soul the temptations due to being guided by the shadows in which he was born over the black shadows of death that descended into the underworld and made the day turn into night and the night into day and thus the birth of diverse beasts like angels and demons was conceived in that characterized the divine and demonic birth in which everything begins as a story that gave rise to the world of solitude where man made himself live in light and made certain seasons and the nights fertilized the rotten nature that rolled over a bluish carpet that was worn through dreams to heaven and hell that today we can understand the origin of dreams in which all fantasies were held on a point of relativity with life and death and thus the world created form in dreams and created itself If the world of the dead and the eternity that were kept in a distant and lonely world where we can still believe from the bottom of nostalgia, there is euphoria that was made and conceived between the fruits of paradise and hell and was made of the nights the dreams about the wills of fantasies that could not and could never remain silent and so man is born in heaven who materializes on such relationships with god and we can see the fruit of love that is preserved in the dreams and desires that we bring to his true fear and man was made from the beginning , middle and end as the universe was born from the silence of the solitude of space and dreams were perhaps even restless as living on earth as light and then paradise was created to make us live and apprehend different things as mother nature governs the earth and helps us with certain elements, both constructive and destructive, and the world moralized us and gave us the basis on the will to live and dream and know everything in the world better and love was conquering us and showing us certain ways so we don't lose our wills and taste becomes life and life gives us love and so we become pieces of the world and we experience the pleasures of the flesh on each shelf of life while death makes us dream of the distant future between the fearless destinies of life and we can be grateful for life and so we were created to live and then die leaving life and death as destinies traced where everything could have started ten of the beginning that it is said that the world was born from the silence of life about the dark that came from nothing to dissolve in a relationship with the life in which it was created and made us and gave life to the world and the world was formalized and we can know different stories that tell us about it in which we dream and we see everything that has happened and is upon it and that is how the world dreamed and it was made in wonders and it was conquered over a thousand wonders and the earth gained space giving origin and yield to the man who was born and conserved in it and was raised and grew up completed the origin of the human being giving doors to being for being a man and then animals were born and lived for many years until the ends of time, leaving the world as an imagination of existence in which it was completed giving lives and more lives and thus colonized and if all civilizations have become civilized and we can dream of the world and see up close how beautiful a dream it is that awakens us to smile and cry over a fearless foundation of dreams and trapped desires in which they were formed, lived and died to give rise to a new era we are in today and we can believe in the origin of relativities and antiquities and I think the world has a lot to show us in its magical and natural role of completing us along with all the resistances and existences of life and so it is said that we can still conquer him and we have a lot to dream about with his birth and creation and I believe in the things of the other world and we can travel through time and that only God made us and completes us and today things are more voracious than before in how much innocence takes hold of humanity and shows or makes known such sciences and thus everyone is preserved in the world as to the end, perhaps everyone can almost be going and we always dream of the life in which we are always with open eyes and cold minds trying to dodge about the dependencies and constructions of life when we have time and space to codify our existences and the power of valuing and devaluing is lost among all of us because we are incapable of rebuilding ourselves and maybe we live on carelessness and selfishness that everyone can someday understand where we can go back and forth and that we have a lot to do and understand about life because life would be like a sounding board like the universe that never stops like music and so we get stuck with life and death in which we become masters of the time and we can see and fantasize all we want because we are alive and maybe what makes us dream is to do because there are several things in life that are morbid and we will not believe in failure because we live on existence and believe in capacity and forget the inconveniences that makes us mentally feeble about the tyrannies that break down on social bankruptcies and we experience life and bet on luck and dream of what we want all the time and there is only a deeper dream that makes us believe in the life that is more realistic for our pleasures of living and I believe that we must still understand about all the atmospheres of life in which we can see about the present, past and future the true dynamics of living and on the banks of this river we can here understand a true logic for so many narrated, told expressions in the background of a notion of seeing and showing in the background and to the sound of a more contagious, dazzling life that makes us live and dream about a desire anchored to our being that transports us to the other shore of life, which is this unprecedented shore of dreams and fantasies that make us transcribe and pass along the valuable treasures of life that youth could have understood all their value hidden from the loves that were distracted and absorbed by the fire of the serpent that always pursued in depth the power of conquest of the man who fought the search of God and his mysteries in which life can show us more attachment to certain realistic opportunities to live and be happy in which we see the past glued to the future that awakens us to the most dreamed desires of living and being happy.

They were dreams that made us dream about life.

They were borders that led us to the mere intentions of dreaming about the great mysteries that life made us believe in the existence of the light of tune that transformed us and transported us to the destiny of dreaming about life.

They were fantasies that revealed themselves with more will to live where the past always persisted behind life and it was just the nights of dreams that were fought together with life and death that make us believe in mere seasons that make us transmit and that make us it transcends a vehicle of transmissions with death as well as a stream of life that connects us with all the vibrations and functions of life. Here I am now talking about certain things that maybe someday we can understand about their affects and contradictions that led human beings to better face life and death that in the hidden silence of the night it is said that the shadows that life sows over the lights of large and deserted stations where the roam of a train cannot be there is simulating above the rails with the locomotive that makes turns on certain paths that this train has to pass over to some unforgettable place of time that takes us to some destination that makes us transcribe all of life's dilemmas and thus become something relative with nature that codifies us about all the relevance and tolerances that life has to dedicate itself to when death has to dissolve over a very happy or sad place what turns into a world of wars where man may have turned and bred into a beast upon an ascribed desire of life over death for a satisfaction and creation perhaps of the light of heavens and darkness overburdening all seasons and we may dream about a world of certain magics that we divide the nights and days between a magical portal that makes us reanimate and overload all the gifts of mother nature and we become more alive and thus we will be happy about the eternal contradictions and emissions of the light of life and of the shadows that overflow all windstorms and the world was preserved under a more than deserted and restless wrath by a relationship of submitting to the unique and fearless pleasure of knowing the world and I woke up dreaming of all the celestial spheres and I saw a serpent in the fire of life that swallowed itself about a desire to create a man who could have turned into a god and preserved life about a feeling of transformation of certain functions that took us to a place far away from death that could simply be heaven or hidden paradise and we are just dreaming amidst a sentimental game that overwhelms us about a single fantasy of living and being happy that could be the birth of another life or the end of an era and that is how the dreams were lived that is as always a fearless desire to face the future life and death and so life was formed on an emanation and station of light that makes us be born, grow and die and that we are and are on the world of dreams between a feeling of light that illuminates and lacks desires.

They were dreams that made us dream about life.

They were borders that led us to the mere intentions of dreaming about the great mysteries that life made us believe in the existence of the light of tune that transformed us and transported us to the destiny of dreaming about life.

Perhaps it was just certain wills to favor life better and conserve itself under the magic of the will that became life as the waltz of desires that became light and thus the city of dreams was established in which I saw and dreamed of life that was and will always be alive as a magical world covered in science.

By: Roberto Barros