Three Stages Of A Dream

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1. Written on October 19th, 2020

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A Dream Of Infinite Death (places in space #37)

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Notes:

1. I can’t remember when I wrote this
2. But it was probably sometime between March and June 2020

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Tale #118: The Fortieth Dream Of The Waiting Prince, In His Time Of Seclusion, In The High Palace Of Eternal Solitude, Above The Clouds Of The Empire’s Reality, Beneath The Moons Of The Empire’s Imagination

This morning, my Lord told me of his dream of the night before. And he said to me, “My dear scribe, last night as I slept, I dream. And in this dream, I dreamt of nothing at all.”

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1. Written in June 2020

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Tale #117: The Eighth Dream Of The Waiting Prince, In His Time Of Seclusion, In The High Palace Of Eternal Solitude, Above The Clouds Of The Empire’s Reality, Beneath The Moons Of The Empire’s Imagination

Now this morning my Lord recounted to me his dream of the night before, his seventh such that I have recorded upon the skin of this scroll, and his eighth in total during this period of his solitude. And he said to me, “My dear scribe, last night as I slept, I dreamt. And this dream was as confounding as the mysteries of the Forgotten Scholars, which so perplex those of us wise enough to study their writings. For in this dream I had before me my advisors, and the first of them said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the second of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the third of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the fourth of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the fifth of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the sixth of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the seventh of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the eighth of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the ninth of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the tenth of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the eleventh of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the twelfth of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.” And then I moved down the line, and the thirteenth of my advisors said to me, “You can trust me, my Lord, for unlike these others, I shall not lie to you.”

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1. Written in June 2020

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Tale #116: The Third Dream Of The Waiting Prince, In His Time Of Seclusion, In The High Palace Of Eternal Solitude, Above The Clouds Of The Empire’s Reality, Beneath The Moons Of The Empire’s Imagination

Now this morning my Lord spoke of his most recent dream, which was the third of his solitude, the second of his meditation, and the first since he had drunk of the milk of dreams, which flows so readily in the Gardens Of The Many Moons, for only there is it that the Flowers Of The Mind shall bloom. And he said to me, “My dear scribe, last night as I slept, I dreamt. And this dream was as calm as the waters of the Lake Of Thought, in which yesterday I bathed. For I dreamt I was in the bed of my Palace, and sleeping soundly. And as I slept, I dreamt. And this dream was as calm as the waters of the Lake Of Thought, in which yesterday I bathed. For I dreamt I was in the bed of my School House, and sleeping soundly. And as I slept, I dreamt. And this dream was as calm as the waters of the Lake Of Thought, in which yesterday I bathed. For I dreamt I was in the cot of my Nursery, and sleeping soundly. And as I slept, I dreamt. And this dream was as calm as the waters of the Lake Of Thought, in which yesterday I bathed. For I dreamt I was in the womb of my Mother, and sleeping soundly. And though I slept, I dreamt not at all. For I had then all I wanted, and no thought of anything more.”

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Notes:

1. Written in June, 2020

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