In his investigation of the dreams of humans, Freud finds the dream-work to be a kind of mockery of the rules which govern the genital relations of the awakened corporate body. You may indeed, in a dream, find yourself in bed with your mother. The dream permits desired genital relationships that are forbidden by the awakened body. But these dream relationships are symbolic, not real. In a dream any convex object can substitute for the penis and any concave object can substitute for the vagina; metaphor is left to run wild. It is as if the body itself desires to break the rules that constitute it, but only periodically, when asleep.

The process called "art" draws upon the dream. The awakened body can imagine a world where, like the dream world, the exclusionary rules of reality are broken. But again, the "merely imagined world" is not real. Human fantasy is not real. The human experience is simultaneously real and unreal. I was born with this body and when this body disorganizes, so will I, but I am not it. Human reality is always infected by unreality; the conceptual-work is always infected by the dream-work.

It is snowing on this Saturn's Morning on Harris Creek. It is the day before Easter Sunday and "Old Man Winter" is getting in one last shot.