In the dream he watched some ersatz lothario press up against his wife after hearing her say you’d never be able to give her a million dollars and the man offered her a new life which excited her and they kissed and it reminded him of a dream her father had told her where his own wife had run away with four German paramours and he felt alone and betrayed even though it was a dream and in the dream she was not actually his wife.
Thought:
“The question of genres is simply unimportant for me, and very often I turn to different modes of writing. I want to write about things that interest me and in ways that interest me. One could simply say that I attempt certain mental experiments and try to create certain situational models. I would also add that the conventions of normal, realistic literature, or whatever you call it, are insufficient for me. It is so because they usually limit one’s field of vision to small groups of people, while I am interested in the fate of humanity as a whole, even more so than in the fate of individuals.”
Stanisław Lem
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