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I barely remember my dreams. They mostly concerned squating in some old guy's house, while he was gone, and bringing outr own food. This was done, with my sisters, and my dad shoed up, later, to bring us home. It was the house of an old Jewish Rabbi, and we broke in, becuase i really wanted to go to Synagogue, on a friday night. And i was ranting at the people i was with, who weren't my sisters, at that point, but random passer-by, about being true to yourself, and doing what you felt was right. And i really wanted to go to Synagogue. Something, before that, about crossing a busy street, and making everyone wait for us.

Jewish Heaven is a seris of concentric circles, full of houses, with the centre being the closest to God. Everyone goes, and can progress through. Still kind of... off, because it ends in stasis...

Off to class. Ta.

Date: 2004-12-02 07:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unknownbinaries.livejournal.com
So make it a Mobius Strip...Or a Klein bottle.

Date: 2004-12-02 07:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wolven.livejournal.com
Not my Heaven. People will see it, as they want to see it, when they get there. But what happens to them, once they get there... Different story entirely.

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