I have dreamed of Heaven, and I have dreamed of Hell. I have dreamed of open skies and mountains whose peaks are beyond a lifetime’s climb, and darkness so deep that it swallowed the entirety of ground. I have dreamed of love that came from nowhere, and of the incalculable machine that consumes souls as it progresses. Good and evil I have seen in my imagining, and in my imagining I have seen some of the truth behind the knowing of them, what remains of the fruit that Adam and Eve ate in the Garden. And I wondered if there could be grown the opposite, of a Tree of Forgetting of Good and Evil, that would return us to the idylls of before…. But perhaps there are too many things in the world that once seen, cannot be forgotten.