This morning, my Lord spoke to me, and told me of his most recent dream. And he said to me, “My dear scribe, last night as I slept, I dreamt. And in this dream, my mothers sang to me their songs of love. And my sisters sang to me their songs of admiration. And my brothers sang to me their songs of jealousy. And my lovers sang to me their songs of submission. And the people sang to me their songs of fear. And our enemies sang to me their songs of war. And my advisors sang to me their lies. And my father simply sat like stone in the silence of his power.”