i had a dream last night. don't you love hearing my dreams? i had walked a girl's dog and then we were talking about the war and somehow it seemed it was on the mexicans this time and she says they've always been that way and i say what way? i say we just want to kill them and take their land and oil and i woke mad thinking who was that bitch anyway i didnt even know her i'll never walk her dog again and why make the dog pay and then started thinking about obama's spoils of war ending up in our park here and making half a mil an hour talking to his banking cronies about future heists and you see where my banal dreams get me pshew, in dreams and reality humans proceed with extreme prejudice thinking themselves king of all they survey, not just the taking of green space but the taking, the taking- the empire of taking but we're not spose to talk about that we got to keep eyes on the prize of what we can save.