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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."

Monday, October 23, 2006

week eight



After mass, lunch at the priory, then dishes with the brothers. A relief after the dream that left me shaken and flipping through the catechism for evidence against it. Woke and said to H in the kitchen: dreamt I joined. It wasn't bliss. Referent, he said. What are you talking about?

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


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