Wednesday, 5 September 2012
Isle Of Rest
Last night, a whole crowd of dogs came to take me to the Isle of Rest.
It's a place covered in just..dogs.
Lying around, chilling, playing. Dogs.
I was invited to rest a while myself, and I laid my head on the tan side of a large recumbent canine.
The idea I gathered was that this is where domestic dogs come, when their stint on Earth is done, to rest, recuperate, and integrate their experience.
Not a mind-blowing idea, or particularly startling, I know.
The Isle of Dogs!
It was just sort of..mundane, if I can ever use that word to describe conversations with other, non corporeal, beings.
But kind of reassuring all the same. And maybe that was the point.
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