May I share something with you, /lit/? A vision... a vision I

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May I share something with you, /lit/? A vision... a vision I had in my sleep last nite, as distinguished from a dream which is mere a sort of cataloging of the day deanchored by the subconscious. In my vision, I was on the veranda of a vast estate, a palazzo of some fantastic proportion.
From the inside reddish lit marbles emanates some
I'd known that place... in fact been born and raised there THat was my first return, a reunion with the deepest wellsprings of my being

Wandering about I noticed happily that the house had been immaculately maintained.
There'd been added a number of additional rooms, but in a way that blended so seamlessly with the original construction, one would never detect any difference. Returning to the house's grand foyer there came a knock at the door: DFW was standing there. He was happy and carefree, clearly living a life of deep harmony and joy. We embraced, a warm and loving embrace, nothing withheld. We were, in that moment one quasi-homosexual couple. My vision ended and I awoke with a tremendous feeling of optimism and confidence about his/my writing.