I dreamt of a line up of masked suitors. It was very dark and we were all on some
Planet. I was seated on this galactic throne lit with stars and the line up of masked suitors stood before me. They were all there and in the sky it crescendoed thunder and lightening struck out golden sowilo runes - it was grandpa Jupiter and grandpa Neptune, together they said whom
Is he?? and all the suitors with the same mask started to dance. Sitting on my throne, I put up my hands and said, I don’t know, gramps, for they all wear a mask!
