Insane Are not all of us outside the walls who dream, in the same condition of those inside ? Do we not nightly jumble events and personages and times and places ? Are we not sometimes vexed by our own sleeping inconsistencies, and do we not try to account for or excuse them ? I can frequently fly, and almost am ashamed to admit so (by night) do the insane just fly by day then ? I wonder, at the beginning of creation - when sleep was the death of day's life - Were
dreams not
the insanity of each days sanity ? |