When people who care for you, talk to you in your dreams, there is a message in what they are saying. This is what i learnt through years of studying my dreams.
I had met Guido in Rome on a rainy day in 1984. I had come to Rome in order to go to get my passport and was walking around on top of the Colosseo trying to imagine living in the Rome of antiquity. Recently I had watched a series on the BBC called "I Claudius". This series was based on a book written by Robert Graves of the same name. I had other visual sources for my immagination , another film with Marlon Brando in the role of Antonio was the story of Julius Ceasar. I loved the dashing Antonio who was tied up to Cleopatras skirts and who had lost all sense of practical reality. I was thinking about the Roman women and the intrigue which went on at the court. I thought often of Augustus, the cold and rational man who wanted to rule Rome even as Ceasar's friends were burying him.
Guido had been very much on my mind on the summer of 2007. He had fallen for a woman called Amor and i hadnt any news from him for some years. I had come back home to look after my family.
I had called his home and surprising ly his sister Marina who i hadnt talked to for years picked up the phone. When i asked about Guido, she couldnt really speak up and eventually she came up with the terrible news that Guido , my amazing friend, had passed away ! Unbelievable ! Stunned by this , and i wouldnt believe it for years .
The next day i couldnt do anything .... it was like being down and lost in a tea cup ... Guido had meant so much to me .... he had been that sincere friend who saw me as a person and who had understood my various feelings. He hadnt beena good boy at all , but he had been the voice of experience , ie living in the real world.
That day I was sleeping after lunch in the back room where the summer heat couldnt penetrate. At some point i had this vision of Guido coming to me and saying .... "go to Hamdam street" . I woke up or was already awake and couldnt believe i had had the experience of seeing him again, not like the man who he had been during the many years he had come to Florence.
I had been going to Dubai and Abu Dahbi for many months . I even took my mother there with me. We would stay in Hôtels in down town Dubai but visit Abu Dahbi which is the capital city where the power is. I read a book about this city which said that the ruler had not wanted progress and had resisted it right up to the mid seventies. People here had a history of cultivating pearls and diving for pearls had been a bread winners only way of working here in the past (appart from commerce). I had been going to Hamdam street because the Spanish Consolate was there close by and i had wanted to get a visa for going to Spain.
The dream i had had made me walk up and down this main street which is very much a shopping area too with Malls and smaller buisinesses. Walking down towards the Corniche i came to a most incredible sight .... which reminded me immediately of Guido and how he loved to get a coffee in a nice cafe. This was amazing , i was looking at a sign saying " Caffe Firenze" ! We had spent so many hours going to bars and sitting down for getting a coffe in piazza della Republica in the center of Florence !
This was a message from the real person i had known, who was now living in another dimension !
I had met Guido in Rome on a rainy day in 1984. I had come to Rome in order to go to get my passport and was walking around on top of the Colosseo trying to imagine living in the Rome of antiquity. Recently I had watched a series on the BBC called "I Claudius". This series was based on a book written by Robert Graves of the same name. I had other visual sources for my immagination , another film with Marlon Brando in the role of Antonio was the story of Julius Ceasar. I loved the dashing Antonio who was tied up to Cleopatras skirts and who had lost all sense of practical reality. I was thinking about the Roman women and the intrigue which went on at the court. I thought often of Augustus, the cold and rational man who wanted to rule Rome even as Ceasar's friends were burying him.
Guido had been very much on my mind on the summer of 2007. He had fallen for a woman called Amor and i hadnt any news from him for some years. I had come back home to look after my family.
I had called his home and surprising ly his sister Marina who i hadnt talked to for years picked up the phone. When i asked about Guido, she couldnt really speak up and eventually she came up with the terrible news that Guido , my amazing friend, had passed away ! Unbelievable ! Stunned by this , and i wouldnt believe it for years .
The next day i couldnt do anything .... it was like being down and lost in a tea cup ... Guido had meant so much to me .... he had been that sincere friend who saw me as a person and who had understood my various feelings. He hadnt beena good boy at all , but he had been the voice of experience , ie living in the real world.
That day I was sleeping after lunch in the back room where the summer heat couldnt penetrate. At some point i had this vision of Guido coming to me and saying .... "go to Hamdam street" . I woke up or was already awake and couldnt believe i had had the experience of seeing him again, not like the man who he had been during the many years he had come to Florence.
I had been going to Dubai and Abu Dahbi for many months . I even took my mother there with me. We would stay in Hôtels in down town Dubai but visit Abu Dahbi which is the capital city where the power is. I read a book about this city which said that the ruler had not wanted progress and had resisted it right up to the mid seventies. People here had a history of cultivating pearls and diving for pearls had been a bread winners only way of working here in the past (appart from commerce). I had been going to Hamdam street because the Spanish Consolate was there close by and i had wanted to get a visa for going to Spain.
The dream i had had made me walk up and down this main street which is very much a shopping area too with Malls and smaller buisinesses. Walking down towards the Corniche i came to a most incredible sight .... which reminded me immediately of Guido and how he loved to get a coffee in a nice cafe. This was amazing , i was looking at a sign saying " Caffe Firenze" ! We had spent so many hours going to bars and sitting down for getting a coffe in piazza della Republica in the center of Florence !
This was a message from the real person i had known, who was now living in another dimension !
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