Rilke, Heine, Schiller, Goethe ... were all part of my curriculum in school. We had to study their masterpieces relentlessly although we didn't really understand much back then. Today, I realize it was the foundation, the mainframe for lack of better words, the central dock from where "my" ships depart. I'm glad Rilke's words reignited the fire in you, pulling you out of insomnia and giving the lucid dream a different twist. What a beautiful reminder. Thanks for sharing your journey Eric!
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You're welcome, Kris! I feel the same way about many of the classics I read when I was younger. Even if we didn't realize it in the moment they provided a kind of framework for the future version(s) of ourselves. I feel so sorry for people who don't read for that very reason.