I, JESUS, would like to say a few words before you view the lyrical meaning of Bohemian Rhapsody… This song was “channelled,” if you will, through CHRIST CONSCIOUSNESS between twin souls… Farrokh Bulsara “Freddie Mercury” and who he calls his twin flame… Wendy Richert, my twin sister, also known in this incarnation as Seraphina, Daughter of God, Ascended Master. Are you understanding now, humanity, that Farrokh Bulsara “Freddie Mercury” IS…
Archangel Chamuel, St. John the Baptist, Ascended Master, my twin sister’s love, and furthermore, my best friend… Enjoy, JESUS…
Is this the real life?
What I am talking about, is my life, of Farrokh Bulsara.
Is this just fantasy?
Here, I am talking about, living my life, as a gay man.
Caught in a landslide
Now, I am talking about, being caught, between the two lives.
No escape from reality
In this lyric, I am talking about, not being able, to live, the life I want to live.
Open your eyes
Clearly, you can see, that I am not happy, living my life, as a straight man.
Look up to the skies and see
God, can clearly see, I am unhappy, with the life, I am living.
I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
I am unhappy, however, I do not feel sorry for myself.
Because I’m easy come, easy go
I don’t want to dwell, on the upset.
A little high, little low
Some days, I feel up, and other days, I feel down.
Anyway, the wind blows, doesn’t really matter to me, to me
However, as the wind blows, it doesn’t blow me over, I have accepted, the fact that, I am gay, and nobody, will stop me, from pursuing this, not even my family.
Mama, just killed a man
Here, I have told, my Mama, that I am no longer, going to live my life, as a straight man.
Put a gun against his head
However, in this lyric, I feel, that I have, created a very difficult road for myself.
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead
This is the moment, where I am NOT, a straight man.
Mama, life had just begun
I am now beginning my life, as a gay man.
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away
However, I feel, that I have ruined, any chances, of feeling the love from my family, that I, so desperately wanted.
Mama, I am sorry.
Didn’t mean to make you cry
I did not mean, to hurt my mother, or for that matter, anyone, especially, the rest of my family.
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow
I will not, be living my life anymore, as a straight man, only as a gay man, and, if you are not accepting of this, that is okay.
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
But, I am going to continue, living the life, I so desperately want.
Too late, my time has come
There is no turning back now, this is who I am.
Sends shivers down my spine
It scares me, to be stepping, into the unknown.
Body’s aching all the time
I feel stressed, at the thought, of being alone.
Goodbye everybody, I’ve got to go
I am finally, giving up, living my life, as a straight man.
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
In leaving my life, as a straight man, I will face, any obstacles, that are in my path.
Mama, ooo (anyway the wind blows)
Mama, I am sorry, but that, is the way, it has to be.
I don’t want to die
I am nervous, about, leaving my life, as a straight man.
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all
I wish, I had never, come into the feelings, of being a gay man.
I see a little silhouetto of a man
I am, starting to experience, my life, as a gay man.
Scaramouch, scaramouch, will you do the fandango
I am talking, about myself, in stepping out, and enjoying men.
Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening me
This is where, I talk, about, being intimate with men, and how, frightening this experience was, initially.
I am trying, to tell Brian.
Again, I am trying, to tell Brian.
Galileo Figaro – magnifico
Within this lyric, I am looking, at Brian, as Jesus Christ, calling out to him, to help me, understand why, I am having difficulty, accepting my life, as a gay man.
But I’m just a poor boy and nobody loves me
Here, I am feeling, sorry for myself, as no one, wants to acknowledge me, as a gay man.
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family
Again, I am, continuing to look, at the stages, of my life, and again, coming to terms, with feeling, the way I am feeling.
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
I am looking, to get out, as it is more difficult, than I, thought it would be.
Easy come easy go, will you let me go
At this point, I am rethinking my life, as a gay man.
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go – let him go
In this lyric, I am arguing with God, to please, let the struggles I am going through, lessen.
Bismillah! We will not let you go – let him go
God, is emphatic, that I continue, to go through, the struggles, of being a gay man.
Bismillah! We will not let you go – let me go
Again, God, is emphatic, that I continue, to go through, the struggles, of being a gay man.
Will not let you go – let me go (never)
I am, again, pleading with God, and HE, is saying NEVER.
Never let you go – let me go
HE, is saying NEVER, however, I am again, pleading with God.
Never let me go ooo
In this lyric, I am asking God, why, he won’t let me go.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Here, I am unable, to come to terms, with God, saying NO.
Oh, mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go
I am, surrendering, up to a point. You see, I am still hoping that, I will be accepted, in the gay community.
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
There is such a misconception, in the word, Beelzebub, and I feel that, if I don’t explain the word properly, the whole meaning, of this song, will be lost.
Beelzebub, means, fallen Angel, and this is what, I felt, God had planned for me, a life of misery.
I am, referring to myself.
Again, I am, referring to myself.
So, you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
This is where, I start to realize, that my life, as a gay man, has meaning.
So, you think you can love me and leave me to die
In this lyric, some men, feel, that I am, a one night stand, someone, they can toss aside.
Oh baby, can’t do this to me baby
In this lyric, I have come across some men, that hurt me, not physically, but emotionally.
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
This is where, I show my emotional strength, in not, putting up with what, they are doing to me.
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
I am, just reiterating, my emotional strength, again.
Nothing really matters
At this point, I have come, to accept, my life, as a gay man.
Anyone can see
As everyone, is now seeing.
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me
I do not, take life seriously, anymore.
Anyway, the wind blows…
I have accepted, the fact that, there are going, to be individuals that, will not accept that, I am gay, however, that is okay, as I, am the only one, that needs to accept it.