He was an artist, an old man with a death wish and a fondness for beautiful male bodies. Returned, just like in the film. But the point is not one of trying to make it happen. It happened already and was thus an exercise in nostalgia. I try to achieve that whenever possible, esp.
Insights come more clearly then.
They claimed to speak with the deities, and also heard from the Great Beyond. Today, that behavior would be considered florid untreated schizophrenia. The subconscious has great power, and must be constantly fed in order for the creative processes to function well. Uh-huh, you've got a point there. My thought right now is that, as I wrote, perhaps I should just wait and see what Nature fills it with.