Life and Opinions of an Artist ; "A Time For Dreamers"

In the begining there was the film by Eisenstein .... that is how i was introduced to "Ivan the terrible" .... it was a very intriguing film in black and white and very theatrical . It made a huge impact on me because i could relate to the story  .....   Ivan IV Vasilyevich ( / ˈ aɪ v ən / ; Russian : Ива́н Васи́льевич , tr. Ivan Vasilyevich ; 25 August 1530 – 28 March [ O.S. 18 March] 1584), [2] commonly known as Ivan the Terrible ( Russian : Ива́н Гро́зный​   ( help · info ) , Ivan Grozny ; "Ivan the Formidable" or "Ivan the Fearsome"), was the Grand Prince of Moscow from 1533 to 1547 and the first Tsar of Russia from 1547 to 1584. Ivan was the crown prince of Vasili III , the Rurikid ruler of the Grand Duchy of Moscow , and was appointed Grand Prince at three years-old after his father's death. Ivan was proclaimed Tsar (Emperor) of All Rus' in 1547 at the age of seventeen, establishing the Tsardom of Russia with Moscow as the pre...

The story i was carrying around with me since 2010 ############################################## I really needed one thing from my bag and that was the story i was working on .  It was while i was having breakfast that i realized the papers were not there. It was Dicember and i didnt have socks on but i didntfeel the cold.  Everyone was looking at me wearing my pink bathroom slippers and all my bags (hey i am travelling! ) and perhaps they thought i was crazy cause i wasnt dressed properly ..... Only Sarina knew that i had been working on my stories since 2010 when i read one of them to her.  These bunch of papers were in  my bag in Dicember 2018  and they had travelled well.... they were very important to me. I was even carrying a copy of the deed for my old home in Spain in order to show it to a lawyer and i was carrying them  around  all over the places i travelled.   I was correcting my story and trying to rewrite it on paper.  I...

A song by van Morrison Foreign Window I saw you from a foreign window Bearing down the sufferin' road You were carryin' your burden To the palace of the Lord To the palace of the Lord I spied you from a foreign window When the lilacs were in bloom And the sun shone through your window pane To the place you kept your books You were reading on your sofa You were singin' every prayer That the masters had instilled in you Since Lord Byron loved despair In the palace of the Lord In the palace of the Lord And if you get it right this time You don't have to come back again And if you get it right this time There's no need to explain I saw you from a foreign Bearing down the sufferin' road You were carryin' your burden You were singing about Rimbaud I was going down to Geneva When the Kingdom had been found Ponte ...