how big are the dreams?

big enough, i'd say. dreams are infinite, endless, it's only limit being our imagination - or our sexual traumas, according to freud. but that's another story. yes, i'd say dreams are endless. even better, they are free of taxes. for now, at least. and we can dream about anything. in our dreams, we can be heroes or villains, do great deeds or slaughter mankind. we can live forever or die and wake up sweating. we can get laid with the hottest movie starts (this is the best part, probably). we can be wealthy and have everything we desire - and in our dreams, we can have the money and the love and the happiness and everything.

the world, on the other hand, is too small. too limited. it includes so many coincidences, so many déjà vu, so many reruns. yes, reruns. history is like a spiral, always repeating itself even if with different characters in different situations. the matrix, the core, is the same, always the same.

don't know if this answers to you, jorge. i'm kinda low on inspiration tonight. anyway, thanks for your comment! and yes, our conversation saturday was delightful. should think about doing it again one of these days :)