Three Blondes & Death - Excerpt

In this dream Hwbrgdtse is on a plain. H e doesn't know how he's gotten there. He doesn't remember getting there. It's as if he's always been there. The horizon can be seen in the distance. There's hills on it. They aren't very tall however. The sky above the plains is gray. Or actually it seems colorless. The same seems to be true of the plain and the hills on the horizon. This is so in spite of the ground and the sky being of different colors. There's no sun to be seen. There's plenty of light however. Hwbrgdtse looks down. He's standing in the middle of a railroad track. He's standing on a railroad tie. There's rocks between the ties. Hwbrgdtse knows the railroad track stretches in a straight line in both directions. He's facing one of them. This is the direction of the hills on the horizon. Hwbrgdtse knows the railroad track disappears on the horizon. He doesn't want to look in that direction. He turns around. He looks down again. He sees his feet. They're in high-laced hiking shoes. The shoes look old. They're dirty. Hwbrgdtse looks at the rocks between the ties. He sees them very clearly. It's as if strong light were shining on them. This is so in spite of Hwbrgdtse's knowing there's no sun in the sky. The rocks cast black shadows on each other. The edges of the rocks are sharp. There's something beautiful about all this. Hwbrgdtse feels a glow of pleasure in his chest. He also feels a little sentimental. It's as if he were starting to want to cry. He looks farther away. The rocks there are just as clear-looking even if a little smaller. Hwbrgdtse feels the same way about them as about the ones close up. Eventually Hwbrgdtse sees the whole track ahead of him. It has no end. Hwbrgdtse finds the sight exquisitely beautiful. There's an endless amassment of clear and fine patterns stretching before him. It looks a little like the pattern on a man's fingertip magnified and multiplied many many times. Hwbrgdtse feels very tender toward what he sees. He feels like falling on his knees and kissing the rocks. He feels his chin start trembling. He knows he'll start crying any minute.