Had dreams. Two of 'em. Both had tengumatingpress in 'em. It's peculiar. I'm an older poaster now then he ever was by one year. So in a sense he's the younger man. Anyway, first one I don't remember too well but it was about meeting him in town somewhere, he's gonna give me a book on breathing and meditation exercises. I think I lost it. The second one, it was like we was both back in 2021 Poast and I was online goin' through the timeline a night. Goin' through this spell of only photo bot posts. It was boring and I’d seen em all before and then he started posting Botan feet pics and kept on goin'. Never said nothin' goin' by. He just scrolled on past... and he had his Buddhist monk robes wrapped around him and his head down and when he went past I seen he was carryin' a manila folder of Botan feet pics the way people used to do and I could see the scent lines wafting off the feet inside of it. 'Bout the color of the moon. And in the dream I knew that he was goin' on ahead and he was fixin' to make a gooncave somewhere out there in all that dark and all that cold, and I knew that whenever I got there he would be there. And then I woke up...