32 years from this day...

December 8th, 1980, a man had been shot, one bullet in the back for every decade of his exciting yet tragically short life. His wife was there, the two unimaginably close, she had to hear his screams as he bled. The one who shot him felt no grief, just an empty, wretched feeling as the gun was shook out of his hands. His wife cradled him in her arms as his life slowly escaped him, people were screaming, crying. An ambulance arrived, taking the man to the hospital as fast as it could. Yet it was too late. He died in the middle of the night. No time to even write a song about the feelings of dying. That's how it goes.

It's been 32 years since. People still remember very well, he will be remembered always by countless all over the world. Even those who don't know his name, I am sure everyone has heard him, his voice, his songs. He was a wonderful man, not saying he wasn't human, he had countless flaws like everyone else. But along with that he was different. He was a dreamer. An idealist. He longed for peace. He was unusually and delightfully creative, one of the best musicians there ever has been. Even though he could be quite the rebel, there was a soft side to him. Loving, dreaming of a better time where we could all just live in peace. He wanted to get a message across and wasn't afraid to reveal his whole being to get there (both metaphorically and literally), he screamed and cried and wasn't afraid to show it. He didn't need to hide. He was weird, really really really weird, and he knew it. He was a self proclaimed freak. At the best of times he loved it. Some did too, the others hypocritically criticized him, thinking they were too good. He said it as it was. He could be deep, he could feel, he was a real person. He laughed, he cried, he screamed and fought the wrongs in society not with violence, weapons, guns or knives but with words, with reason and pleading, with ideology and yet some cynicism. He thought it could be possible for everyone to live together in harmony if we all could get past all the things in front of us, violence, greed, and hate most of all, for all you really need is love. It's up to you to decide if it's true. He once said there was nothing you can do that can't be done.

His name is John Lennon, a dreamer.