The Atmosphere Contains White Teacups

Dream 2 – Excerpt from My Journal – October 6th, 2007.

Across the railway tracks I see Simon, our caretaker, at the top of the telephone pole that stands there.  He is carefully wrapping a large piece of white cotton muslin over the top area of the pole; left over right – right over left.  We exchange short conversation as the frosty-wet, misty, sleety atmosphere contains us.  He says, “The most important things are to:  meet, greet, eat, in life.” We smile and laugh, and I go back inside the Seastrand at our east entrance, near Pauline’s suite.              – The end –

"Before the Wrap"

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