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"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Thursday, November 3, 2005

I'm in love with a ghost, or I'm thinking of taking a new imaginary lover #2

A.D. said: When aren't our great loves so wholly imaginary? I don't think this lessens them . . ."

Em said: It doesn't lessen the love or the sentiment. But it lessens the loved one. Do you see?

A.D. said: i meant to say . . . it allows us to take them with us. the beloveds here are the wonderful ghosts of memory, before they're even reduced to memories or ghosts themselves. in this way they're permanent—not thinking of imaginary as "made up", but rather as integratedly ours as much or more than anything else external to ourselves.

any sense to that?

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And Lorna: Credo #3 - Never under-estimate the power of the Dead.

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And me: ghostword

"and what is the use of a book...without pictures or conversations?"


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