Song of praise on the astral radio

[AndrewTheSinger]

In trance I was reading some words on paper, then I could see a screen and some images, I tried to jump inside but could not. Kept on looking at the scenes, touching the screen and paying attention, then I was out in my astral room watching the tv. It wasn't really my room, but it looked a lot like it and I had all my stuff there.

Changing the channels of the tv there was the same thing on all the channels, 'Chaves' (a comedy show). I didn't want to watch that at that time, so I turned off the tv and was kinda upset for not having anything interesting to do. So I thought "Yes, the radio, I always get to hear interesting things.", it was not different this time.

The volume was kinda low, I turned it up to the maximun and still it wasn't so loud, but I could hear the song perfectly. It wasn't like any song I've heard before. There was a woman singing, and I'm not sure if her voice was doubled with another voice a little out of pitch (almost imperceptibly out of pitch), or if they were two different voices. I don't remember hearing any kind of drums or percussion, nor rhythmic instruments, still the sound was 'full'. Again I get the nostalgic feeling, as if it was a long lost song of the past.

It played for some good 4 minutes, the chorus was repeated about 3 times, I had to chose some parts of it to remember because the lyrics were long, and otherwise I wouldn't have remembered anything at all.

Ok, I felt the song wasn't meant to be depreciative of the human level or existence, quite the opposite, the chorus went like:

Poor we are, in front of the golden ones
in front of the inner-free

While she sang I wondered why she included herself in the 'poor category', if she was an astral being and aware of these 'golden ones' and 'inner-free', what kept her from achieving that? Then I understood, from the rest of the lyrics that I can't remember, that she wasn't talking about how we (humans and astral beings) are far behind them, but that we are getting closer, and that, I presume, there is nothing that will stop us from becoming 'golden ones' and 'inner-free', for whatever that means 

Then I was crying, I wanted to know where I was, what was I doing? Am I on the messed up part of the astral? Why can't I see the good things right now? Where are the golden ones? Yet I was thankful for being able to experience this and for my life.

Then out through the window I flew, over the city, there were smog and traffic jams, but there were also people smiling and playing volleyball... I wondered "Why aren't they flying? They could be having much more fun." - Well, because they aren't trying.