I dream of binary stars, circling one another like dogs ready to fight. One of the stars explodes and becomes a supernova, and then a black hole, and all the bright substance of the other star is sucked and whirled into the hole like water whirling down a drain.

I always dream in color, with a wide screen and sterophonic sound. Some people say they do not dream at all. What a pity. What a waste of time, to sleep and not dream. I dream asleep or awake.


(photo: Mark Garlick - Space Art)