"I dreamed that a river in Thessaly (into whose waters I had returned a golden fish) was coming to save me; I could hear it approaching over the red sand and the black rock  ... " —The Immortal, a short story by Argentine author Jorge Luis Borges (1899-1986) "... I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways / Of my own mind; and in the mist of tears / I hid from Him ..." —The Hound From Heaven, by English poet Francis Thompson (1859–1907) _ _ _ Images are very important in dreams. Samuel Coleridge … [Read more...]