I had a dream about you you were at your old house walking around. When I asked what you were doing you explained to me that you were planning out your heaven this was the happiest you had ever been and when you passed you where going to come back here. I woke up thinking how beautiful that was and I was filled with hope

In the end what will you fight for-- what got there first what got there last or what has been there all along

The whole function of the life of prayer is then to enlighten and strengthen our conscience so that it not only knows and perceives the outward written precepts of the moral and divine laws but above all lives Gods law in concrete reality by perfect and continual union with His will.

I had a dream about you. We met where most lovers meetin prison. You were a guard and I was in solitary confinement. The politicians felt the bars protected society from me but I felt the bars protected me from them.

There is only Love -- and Stories. All else is but a shadow dream.

Perhaps he still hopes. If theres any justice in the Gods injustice then may they let us keep our dreams even when theyre impossible and may our dreams be happy even when theyre trivial....Every dream is the same dream for theyre all dreams. Let the Gods change my dreams but not my gift for dreaming.

Youve been the rabbi here for thirty years and these guys whove never set foot here want to decide who should be rabbi or not. And to lead prayer in Hebrew for Jews who speak Arabic they want you to write in French. So I say theyre nuts.

I had a dream about you. You said you wanted to grow your hair long and I wondered how long long is. I thought the Nile river is long so thats probably what you meant. I offered to build a Pyramid on your shoulder and you offered me tax exempt status when your hair was long enough to start flooding.

Aeneas mother is a starNo a goddess.I said cautiously Venus is the power that we invoke in spring in the garden when things begin growing. And we call the evening star Venus.He thought it over. Perhaps having grown up in the country among pagans like me helped him understand my bewilderment. So do we he said. But Venus also became more...With the help of the Greeks. They call her Aphrodite...There was a great poet who praised her in Latin. Delight of men and gods he called her dear nurturer. Under the sliding star signs she fills the ship-laden sea and the fruitful earth with her being through her the generations are conceived and rise up to see the sun from her the storm clouds flee to her the earth the skillful maker offers flowers. The wide levels of the sea smile at her and all the quiet sky shines and streams with light...It was the Venus I had prayed to it was my prayer though I had no such words. They filled my eyes with tears and my heart with inexpressible joy.

I dont dream. Come to think of it i havent had any dreams in a long time.