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Afterwards, over drinks, one of the barbarians asked me what I dreamt of. I, of course, was taken aback. They say barbarians don’t dream. But I told him… “I dream of tangible nothing,” I said.”So you mean nothing as something, then?” the barbarian replied over the rim of his gin-and-tonic.”I mean unity, dissolving into non-self,” I said, just to be confusing.
