This morning, Diana reported the following nocturnal conversation, conducted while I was in a dream state. I had no recollection of this, save a very hazy sense that I had been very uncomfortably required to turn some of my focused attention towards an interlocutor somewhere in the surface world.
B: They can't all be different. The islands. That would be crazy.
D: Why? Are all islands the same?
B: No
D: Is that a problem?
B: You can't ride the void.
B: They can't all be different. The islands. That would be crazy.
D: Why? Are all islands the same?
B: No
D: Is that a problem?
B: You can't ride the void.
It makes perfect sense to me.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm finally back on the rhino. Look out.