yawn
Sunday, August 11th, 2002In my dream a couple of nights ago, a Zen Master said, "How can you live with the burden of a flower?" In last night's dream, a woman in her thirties said, "Choosing a faith is a fundamentally private and heroic act. You must do it if you wish to carry out public and heroic acts." Hmm. When did all my dreams become spiritually inclined? And more importantly, When did all my spiritually-inclined dreams become so pompous and cheesy?
