Once They All Believed in Dragons ~ Jack Prelutsky
Once they all believed in dragons
When the world was fresh and young,
We were woven into legends,
Tales were told and songs were sung,
We were treated with obeisance,
We were honored, we were feared,
Then one day they stopped believing–
On that day, we disappeared.
Now they say our time is over,
Now they say we’ve lived our last,
Now we’re treated with derision
Where once we ruled unsurpassed.
We must make them all remember,
In some way we must reveal
That our spirit lives forever–
We are dragons! We are real!
Hi again !
Today I’m writing you just to tell you that I heard this song again.
I was returning from Brussels by train. The train I took makes 3 stops in Brussels. I got up on the second stop (the one in the middle of the centre) and found a seat in a nicely filled train compartment. As soon we reached the last station and people were exiting the train, I heard this song again ….”Por ti volare” by Andrea Bocelli …
And there is this weird thing …. about two months ago …. I also heard this song in Brussels’ station (Read post here). It was not the same station, and it wasn’t the same way…. no this was different.
Waiting till all the people got on the train, I leant back and stretched my back. And then, I think if I didn’t listen that moment I wouldn’t heart it, and then I heared this song from somewhere in the compartment. I tried to look passively where the sound was coming from, but couldn’t see it.
The train left the station and the song continued softly, after that another one started playing but soon its sound vanished away ….
So this was what I noticed today, I will keep you up to date 🙂
Ow PS ! At that moment I was sitting next to an Italian couple on the train.
Cheers ! Hyperion Moonstone
5 Nov. 2015
~ Hyperion Moonstone (24/09/2025)
She will never be yours b’cause I told the key of her heart ~ Hyperion Moonstone
My Key, by Hyperion Moonstone (20/09/2015)
As a reminder
of the love
that never was
Still it rests
on golden little
marbles of time
Still it doesn’t
lime my broken
parts of time
Now as dark
as can be
Just like her
love for me
My key by Hyperion Moonstone
A short poem about a key that rests in a glass box on my desk.
Based on a previous post Desk decoration.
Maybe I will expand this poem in the future, but feel free to make suggestions and comments.
20 Sept 2015
A wizard can take another wizard apart from a group of muggles.
An angel can take another angel apart from a group of humans.
Aslike time travels do.
But can normal humans take a real wizard, a real angel or a time traveler in dusguise from a group of other normal humans ? Well no they cant.
Unless you put your mind open and see and realise what others don’t.
And they you will notice that the world still have its mysteries.
17 sept 2015
Written in my phone so sorry for typos and mistakes
Another post about signals ! This time about signals in a song.
Almost a year ago I started with my internship at a company. During this time I found an English-covered song from a Japanese band called Vocaloid.
The song was covered and sung in English by a youtube user and I really liked the song.
This song, called “Witch Hunt“, is a storh about a prince and two girls. One of them is in love with the prince but is accused by the other girl due of jalousy and she is being placed on the burning stake. This is where the song is situated. So the song is a kind of combination between love and burning a witch. And that she has to penitence for her crime (“love”).
I dont think it is in the lyrics or video but the girl they burned was an angel. (See in the video the feathers left behind.) And you can also see the hidden meaning in this story (not trusting and insecurity can destroy relationships even if your lover is an angel )
I really like the song and even the lyrics. But now I m thinking that it has a secret meaning or a secret message.
And now that I m thinking about it, I see more and more things in the song that I can recognise.
I m still trying to figure it out. But I think it has something to do with some one I know and simething with love.
If you read some earlier posts, you might remember a song called “There is a fine line”. Well now I think that “daydream event” might be related with this song:
This person I know is head over heels in love and maybe she get somehow hurt really bad (as broken love and fire pit in the song) and that I will go to her to “help her” (as mentioned & described in the other post).
What do you think ? Let me know !
13 Sept 2015
A couple of moments ago several ideas were flashing through my mind.
First of all I was watching TV (first ” The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader “(2010) followed by “Jack the Giant Slayer” (2013) ) and in the last movie they had a crown which they converted in the original crown of the United Kingdom. After the movie I noticed a coin on the drawer in the living room. I took a closer look and it look very similar to a 2 euro coin. But it wasn’t ! It was a 2 Canadian Coin. And when I turned it around I notice a picture of a queen but also a small line of text: “Elizabeth II – Regina” (I left some parts out).
And this made me think about the name Regina. I have heard it before …
I know I heard the name and I made a reference to a character from the Dutch Harry Potter books: “Regina Valster”.
And I am always think about “The Wizard of Oz” or something in that storyline. I’m not sure if I’m correct or not. But I just searched in my message history and I found the name back in a chat with J.G. It was about Regina ! And Regina is the name of Snowwhite’s Evil Queen in the series “Once upon a time“. J.C. also noted that the actress (Regina Mills) was a very hottie xD.
So to conclude this first part:
Crown –> Coin –> Regina –> Chat with J.C. –> Once Evil Queen ?
Crown –> Coin –> Regina –> UK / London ?
Crown –> Coin –> Regina –> Chat with J.C. –> Once Evil Queen –> Regina Mills ?
Also weird thing is that I had this chat exactly two months ago….
Second part is very little, but just that I had the idea of a sort of half-open disposal pipe (squared form) was shown with oil in it. And the oil was lit by fire and a hole pathway of burning oil was shown (little bit like in the film “National Treasure” (2004))
It must look awesome to see that treasure room in real ^_^
12 Sept 2015
Movies on tv at 12/08/2015 in the evening (20:30-22:xx)(2 different channels)
Chat with J.C. at 12/07/2015 21:07 (so that is exact 2 months ago, weird).
Happiness can be found in the little things, but so does sadness too.
~ Hyperion Moonstone
Today I took the train to our capital (Brussels), all suited up because I had a meeting. And I was walking through the hallways and I heard violin music, a man was playing the violin at the end of a long hallway. I knew I didn’t had to go into that direction, however at the crossing I stood still. Just listening to the music a man played on his violin in the corridor far way.
I recognized the song, it was Andrea Bocelli“s “Por ti volare” a cover from , I knew it because as child I listened to it a lot and now I just knew it was this song. So I was standing there for a minute and just listening to the music that went through the hallway. I was looking at the distant man and I saw people just walking by it. Some dropped some coins while passing by but no one stood still to listen.
So I made up my mind and searched if I could find some coins left and walked slowly in the direction of the man. He was still playing and I just stopped aside him to watch him playing and after finishing the song I applaud and dropped the coins. I also said that he was doing a good job and that I liked it.
I still see me standing there, listening to his song. Just imagine one of the big cities like London or New York where everybody travels by metro. (And everyone is just wearing casual cloths). And in a long metro hallway where you are walking through to get to your job. And on your path you see a street artist playing a song, and next to it you see a young man in suit listening to it, while everyone else just passes by.
After that he stopped playing and walked back to the intersection to continue my way to my meeting.
I still think about the situation, like he was playing a beautiful song and all the people were just passing and not taking the time to listen.(Normally I do the same, but this violin cover on this place … it just hit me. And I wanted to go and hear his song).
Write you soon,
31 Aug 2015