We are the music makers and we are the dreamers of the dreams

RIP Gene Wilder XXX

Loved Willie Wonka but he was wrong

We are  music makers, but not the music makers. Ours is just loudest.

Might have been right about the dreamers of dreams though, wondering if animals dream. They feel, they think, so why shouldn't they? But some dreams get seen by others, become part of their reality, and that's a meshing that so far I have only seen humans achieve - obviously, being human and all, it would take time, effort and god knows what else to understand the dreams of a lion. I could probably imagine it though...

Indeed, if we weren't constantly dreaming and imagining, I wonder what we would do with our lives.

Work moves but no talk  till all's done. I am holding on to visions of Botswana because the beauty of it has caught my heart entirely, not an escape, but the real world. I want to be in it. I even found my own Farthest Shore or Valinor, with antelopes and gazelles resting and grazing by the water's edge. And had I no such references, all I would have lost would be the ability to put any small part of it across, as opposed to this well meaning muddle.

So I will continue.