reli[e]able signs

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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."

Saturday, September 30, 2006

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Sun, big white clouds, big-haired trees waving their heads in the sky. They are wearing their new colors. Just the tips, of course. Highlights. As I did in the dream last night I looked out the open door this morning and saw the yellows and reds in the sky light and thought of the photograph I couldn't make. The film I loaded into the camera yesterday sees registers of gray.

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