Agapito

I 'awoke' in a dream on the top mattress of my childhood bunk bed to John Lennon's voice from a tape deck "We are with you….(a pause for dramatic effect)…Mario." This was good, but I was still scared. I saw a spider suspended between dad's easy chair and a window. Its thread formed a perfect geometrical arrangement of five pointed concentric stars, one outside the other. I wanted to clear it, but the ray that revealed it passed, and the web disappeared as if it had been sun-woven. Aware I was dreaming, I thought that intense things always happen when I dream of my childhood home. Now only one must: I ran to the kitchen and embraced my mother, who was sitting writing a letter.

The scene changed to my looking at a small black screen in a window of my Boston home, displaying a telegram from heaven in luminous white letters. It said something about the sacred temple texts I was to procure, but before I could read any further, the cat woke me up.

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