Dream in the Second Hour of August

I dreamed that I was being led from rickety musty cottage to rickety musty cottage. Inside the rooms the lighting was dim and there were chests,  treasure chests. I was bid to open each one and each time the lid swung open I saw gold coins. I was bid to open the chests faster and faster, each time seeing more and more gold. The coins began to pile up to infinity and I gasped and choked as if I were drowning.

I awoke from this dream not with fear but with appreciation.

Lesson: do not covet money.

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