This morning I awoke from a dream. I was looking up at the night sky and it was just as it once was. Millions and millions of stars, crisscrossing, overlapping, superimposing, three dimensional stars. The sky was as I had known it as a child, a sweet chaos, with its own logic, creating and destroying the suns of the universe. In my dream there was …
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Early morning dream
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Early morning dream
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Nov 16, 2022
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