A dream. I’ve had it here and there for about six months. I’m walking in the woods, carrying a body. It’s completely burnt, I can’t see who it is or who it was. […] A clearing. There’s a huge tree in the middle of it. You’d think it is a thousand years old, but it’s been cut down. It’s just a stump. […] I put the body down, I lay it on the rings of the tree. And…
The ultimate ging. Brighter than s u n f l o w e r s…
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