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Dreaming Right

Dreaming right Watching an entertaining a program on TV a talk between an Astro-physicist and a biologist, the astral-man was loud given to interrupting the biologist, who was mild-mannered English gentleman, I had read one of his books. “how do we know we are not dreaming? Said biologist Perhaps wishing he was. I went for a walk when coming back home, I wondered If I had been dreaming the walk, as I’m not fond of rambling. To be sure, I took another walk. Coming home, I was tired, but sure I had not been dreaming or had I? but I was not going for a third stride. I switched on the TV to watch the “outdoor man.”

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