Deer Country Network

Those who knew the dream...

[words are spoken with a soft and careful cadence, like someone staving off sleep or working to speak through pain.]

Please. Help me understand...what death meant in that space. And what...it would mean in this one. What you truly believe or have seen or...felt yourself.

I wasn't there. I don't know. Yet...

I, myself, should no longer exist. But am here, too. So...

I want to understand.