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youuoodhowtouseitmosteffitlyandeffectively.IamsureKingDimitriwillbeextremelygratifiedatwhatyouhavedoneandwillcertainlynotbmeyouforit.Heisamanofgreattalentandboldvision.Theso-called“financialempire”whichheputunderyourcareandmaisbutaverysmallportionofhishuge,limitlesstreasuretrove,justadropintheoasitwere.Hewouldhardlymissit.Sodon’tworry,hewon’tcriticizeyoura.Don’tworry.”Megginn’svividandintelligenteyesbrightenedandsparkledwithnewuandingasshesaid,

    “IthinkIambeginningtoseethelight.Thisisreallytooawesome!Dreamsaybeliogether,eventhoughtentativelyandfragilely,buttheybeected…”Aishasmiled,pleasedandhappy,slightwriheringattheersofhereyes.Shenoddedinsatisfaandsaidwithadreamlikeexpressiononherface,

    “RetlyIhavebeenthinkingDimitri’swords.Heoftensaidthatdreamsareapartofreallifeandalsoitsextension.Thereisreallynorealboundaryliweendreamsay.Thingsthathappeninreallifeareralitybetweeentandent.Ifraisedtotheabstractlevelofphilosophy,hiswordscouldbestitutedtobetheceptofdreamswhichcoversaman’swholelifefrombirthtodeath,fromdeathtobirth.AcctoDimitri’stheory,thereisnorealboundarybetweenlifeaheither.ThesestfewdaysIhavebeenreflegohertheKingdomofDreamsappearedinmydreamsorwhetherIamintheKingdomofDreamsanddreamingaboutreallife.IfitisasKingDimitrisaidthatthereisnotanyrealdemarcatioweendreamsandreallife,thehinginourreallifebeitthethingswesee-aflower,atree,theclotheswewear-afragmentofcloth,adress,orwhatweeat-riceorwheat,arealltightlyectedtotheceptofdreams.WejusttalkedaboutKingDimitri’sbeliefthatthereisatreasuretroveineveryone’sheart.Ifyouknowho,developa,itwillbeaperpetuandinfiniteresourceforeveratyertips.Thentheceptofdreamswouldbeapartofthisvastandinfireasuretrove.Thatisabnkandnovereawherenohumanshadhithertosetfootin.Ithaslotsofpotentiandisworthyofintelligentexplorationandfurtherreseardstudy.Whatdoyouthink,Megginn?”MegginnwassilentthinkingoverAisha’swords.Thensheraisedherheadandreplied,

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    “Yht…ButIammoreedabout…whetherwewilleverseeKingDimitriagaininthislife…”

    “I’msurewewill”saidAishafirmly.“Wewilllseehimagain.Heislikeatravelerwholovestoroamaroundtheworld.Wheired,hewillehome.Wejusthavetoatientlyinourdreams;hewillbebaeofthesedays…”

    Thepipe-likesaxophonepuffedoutstrainsofrich,zestymusiotes.Sweetmelody,sohappy,boldandflowing,pyedwiththeenthusiasticstyleandrhythmofjazzwasapahemencholy,passionateandringingheviolin.Theviolinistwasusiintricate,floweryandluxuriantteiquesathisandtosendhismusicstothemassesgatheredthere.Thetwoinstrumentswereverydifferent,onecssioderheycolboratedsoseamlesslyastheyperformed,oneaskingandonelying.Thecleverteamingupoftwoinstrumentsonecssiodernproducedaspectacurimpressionthatledtheaudieoarealmofdeepthought.Mixedinthemusicwastherhythmofdrums,sovividandfulloflife,asifingfromthemysteriousAfrijungles.Ofcoursetheparticipationofthebaseguitarwasiabletoaddtotherhythmandvolumeofthemusic.Thepeoplestoppingbythesquaretolistentothestreetperfrewmoreandmorenumerous,manyofwhomreallylikedwhattheywerehearingandthrewdownmoreandmoresandpaperbills.P
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