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I am living in a nightmare, from which from time to time I wake in sleep.

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They are of the dream time. I don't understand it, I can't say it in words. Everything dreams. The play of form, of being, is the dreaming of substanc...more

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Orr slept. He dreamed. There was no rub.

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You don't speak of dreams as unreal. They exist. They leave a mark behind them.

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We all have forests on our minds. Forests unexplored, unending. Each one of us gets lost in the forest, every night, alone.