I don’t remember my dreams much, for the same reason a lot of people don’t remember their dreams.
Last night I had dreams. First I died in a plane crash in Kenya. The plane flipped upside-down after take off and went into a river. Then I was in the plains with a group of people in a zombie fight. Then a young witch tasted zombie blood.
“The Great Way is not difficult for those who have no preferences. When love and hate are both absent everything becomes clear and undisguised. Make the smallest distinction, however, and heaven and earth are set infinitely apart.”
-Sengstau, 3rd Zen Patriarch
Art by Sego Y Ovbal