My dream said to me: “Those appearances you perceive while you are awake are not what you suppose them to be.”

I was surprised, of course, and wasn’t sure what was going on.

“What are they, I asked?”

“They are your experience of the departure of relational creativity into representational language. Effectively, they are the skeletal remains of what would otherwise be… dreaming. The more obvious their identity, the more confused you have become. The absence of their nature, appears in your mind as certainty of their identity.”

For a moment, I felt dizzy. I was frightened. Then the world became very blurry for a moment. I fell asleep, and began dreaming a dream that is impossible to describe.