RENAN E. M. GUIMARÃES

If we do any research on the internet we can find lots of books and websites that talk about the meaning of dreams and what our mind or any supernatural force wants to tell us while we sleep. Well, I don’t think every dream is a message, of course. I really don’t believe in it. Most of what we see during the rest of our eyelids are intelligent stories written by our subconscious, which uses as raw material a mix of unconnected information. However, it is important to say that some dreams are truly revelation. Saturday night I had a curious dream. I was back to my childhood, conducted by a driver in a school bus (which, for years, brought me back home from school), with another kids, to somewhere that I don’t know. I was seated on one of the first benches next to the driver and there was a song being played on the radio. A song that I like very much, but, although created by a famous rock band: “Acrobat”, from U2. I am an U2 fan, and “Acrobat” is one of my favorite hymns from t