I dreamed myself lying on a bed in cold wilderness, a neighbor of hell. None of the ghostly howls was not frail yet orderly. The roar of flames, the gurgle of oil pots, the clang of tridents, a symphony of heart-drunkening euphoria. Proclaim this upon the Trailokya: The Great Peace has descended from Above! A grand man stood before me, handsome,...Learn More

I dreamed I was, astand, facing a gravestone, reading its inscriptions. It appeared to be made of sandstone, peeling off at many places, and severely mossed, text with only fragments remaining! > ………… Felt chill during mad heat and grand song; witnessed an abyss in the sky. Saw utter nihil in every eye; saved in the place of no hope. > ………… A...Learn More