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Dream 3-27-15

March 28, 2015

I am visiting a man who lives in a house in the woods; at one point I can see that on the shingled roof small trees are growing. I walk a ways down a path along a cliff where people are picnicking and talking, on broad ledges of the cliff. As I walk on down the path, I am joined by a series of warriors, like the plains Indians but all black and riding black horses, with very large (almost human-sized) ravens sitting on the horses behind the riders, or flying with us. Now I’m carrying, in both hands, raised above my head, a rectangular piece of plate glass, 4’ x 6’.

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