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4:513 - The dream of angels dreaming of men. 
It was during an afternoon nap that I dreamt of 
a ladder. Angels were sleepwalking up and 
down the rungs, their eyes closed, their breath 
heavy and dull, their wings hanging limp at the 
sides. I bumped into an old angel as I passed 
him, waking and startling him. He looked like 
my grandfather did before ( Read more... )

He was once found on the Well-Regarded Rabbi's front lawn, bound in white string, and said he tied one around his index finger to remember something terribly important, and fearing he would forget the index finger, he tied a string around his pinky, and then one from waist to neck, and fearing he would forget this one, he tied a string from ear to ( Read more... )