When that breaks down, and it always does, the dreamer returns to the world.
You can repeat the same miracles over and over as long as no one remembers the last time.
What you don’t understand you can make mean anything.
Just for the record, the weather today is calm and sunny, but the air is full of bullshit.
Just for the record, the weather today is increasing turmoil with a possible physical and emotional breakdown.
Just for the record, the weather today is foggy with widely conflicting stories about your
father’s cause of death.
Instead we see only aspects of ourselves that fall over them. Shadows. Projections. Our associations.