In a dream The world is suddenly darker. The view is of a vast seemingly empty space stretching to infinity. Inquiring figures seek to enter asking why. Something powerful challenges their entry. Pawing them Hands running over and under their clothes Touching them Grabbing them all over. Pulling down their attire. But garments newly torn or removed Reassemble Rearrange Are restored. Injuries Once raw Heal. Scars Ugly reminders Fade away. The Inquiring figures are whole once more. Remade. Now seen within this vast space are Other figures They have their arms full of spheres of different dark shades and patterns. The Inquiring figures say to these Others that you are weighing down the World by holding on to so many darkly shaded patterned spheres. But the Other figures reply As they balance in their arms their darkly shaded patterned spheres They have the right to hold on to what they want. To listen to who they choose To believe w...