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In continuing this 20 Days Of Chill Writing Challenge, I have been participating and it’s now time for a new post. As you may remember two weeks ago I started this challenge and have now completed 10 days worth of the challenge and you can read them both by checking out 20 Days Of Chill.

Today is a new day and a new challenge and today’s theme is:


This theme could be turned plenty of different ways similar to which way our dreams may go. As a few weeks ago, when all of these themes were released, I had a theory of where this theme would take me. But much like dreams, they usually go off into unbelievable places and things you could well, never dream of.

As with the title I’m using for this post “What Dreams May Come” is from a movie with Robin Williams, it’s a great movie. It deals with death, suicide, hell, and well, a bunch of other crazy themes. It was originally going to be my main focal point for today’s topic.

With the death of Glenn Frey that changed everything. It’s crazy to think of all the recent celebrity deaths. From David Bowie to Alan Rickman to even a professional wrestler who died yesterday by the name of Iron Mike Sharpe. These aren’t just people that were celebrities and I had never heard of, these are people that have influenced my life in some shape or form.

Now I’m not saying I’ve met these people and have become huge friends with them. But in some sort of way they have helped to change who I am. With Bowie signing songs that I could easily sing along with. To Rickman playing an actor in some of my favorite movies of all-time. Mike Sharpe, for many that don’t know was a wrestler and most importantly ran a wrestling school. A school I was actually looking into going back in the day. And then we have Glenn Frey, who was a key member of the band The Eagles had created music that still not only holds up to today’s standards but has helped to shape and change my life.

With today’s theme of being dreaming, I could have also talked about is the crazy recent dreams I’ve had, my dreams of being a professional wrestler, the movie in which this title is named after or even Martin Luther King Jr, who’s day was yesterday and is most famously known for having a dream.

But like I said with the death of Glenn Frey, things have changed. He was the lyrical genius who came up so many iconic songs and with the Eagles he helped to collaborate on the song Hotel California. The story I remember about this song is, that he wrote the lyrics and that other members of the Eagles had written a tune and they all came together to create such a epic song.

The song itself has a lot of metaphor’s and according to the band is a “interpretation of the high life in Los Angeles.” Don Henley, who sang lead locals for the Eagles stated “It’s basically a song about the dark underbelly of the American dream and about excess in America, which is something we knew a lot about.”

The lyrics of the song according to AZLyrics.com are:

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
“This could be Heaven or this could be Hell”
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say…

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
“Please bring me my wine”
He said, “We haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine”
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say…

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said “We are all just prisoners here, of our own device”
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
“Relax, ” said the night man,
“We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! “

For me, this song must be part of dreaming. Especially the last part of which that states “Running for the door, I had to find the passage back, to the place I was before” because this is how we act, or at least I have, during some of my dreams. I have dreamed of going to different places, and then saw something else and continued on my journey, and then had that waking fear that I was trapped somewhere else, and couldn’t find my way out.

Then again, that could be some hidden deep psychological problems.

I have woken up, worried about what I had done. If people would forgive me, or if they were mad as hell of what I’ve done to them. Only to realize I was dreaming.

The song, while it speaks of Hotel California, and the underbelly of life, it could mean so many things to so many people. It talks about “livin’ it up” and isn’t that what we do in our dreams?

Well, at least our good ones.

So I ask you…

Would you forgive me tomorrow if I dreamed tonight?