Political, historical, mystical, feminist.
I believe that dreams are the original religion.
A need indeed is a righteous steed.
Seeing something and noticing it are two separate phenomena. They are separated by lucidity.
A storm is approaching.
Here we can be free.
The dream world makes sense, but your senses — all five senses — are crazy except when they aren’t.
Finally, a world in which men get what they deserve: everything they want.
Switching modes of awareness is apparently a skill, like learning a foreign language.
I have a new book idea: imagine an alternative reality in which Satan rules over the Earth.
Eventless public space dreams seem to be the default.