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Last night we at last, finally and at last came into some real opium. I dreamed that the world was suffering an apocolyptic rush of nature in the form of a poisonous white powder that was to rain down from the sky and kill whatever breathed it in. Most everyone had died but the few who survived by huddling in large groups in basements formed an agrarian tribe. They all powdered their faces a pure white and men wore black garbs and women wore red iridescent dresses with high stiff collars and some wore headdresses. The adults were tilling a feilds but two children ran down into a wooded valley where the found the stumps of ancient trees and dug artifacts out of the dirt holes where trees had once been rooted. Then a ceremony began and I understood that it was a Jewish ritual. They slaughtered a wooly pig and removed its organs. Then a man gestured over it and the shell of the pig stood up, and eyeless, it stared back at him. The man explained the meaning/purpose of the ritual but i can't remember it now.
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