On Sunday I couldn't fall asleep for a long, long time. My dreams were troubled and disturbed, but in a nicely creative sort of way. Simple and efficient designs upon the Universe, schemes of all things were illuminated and soon faded away. I dreamed about a book I fell deeply in love with that I understood didn't exist outside the dream - that I would have to write it if I want to read it again. Is it really important to memorise those things, to practice writing them down after awakening to keep them in conscious memory - or is it another attempt of ever-grasping ego to put its nasty tentacles deeper into the soul, to pull wonderful things and creatures to the surface where they will wither and suffocate?

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