Wastes of Asphodel

I like the sound of it: Wastes of Asphodel in the poem in the last post. It is a deep dark place somewhere that I think of as cyberspace, removed yet connected to the world. As more and more people do their banking and blog about their day and so on, as cyberspace becomes more mundane with blinking banners urging us to buy, will these wastes become malls?

Sort of. But not quite. Land is land and dreams are dreams. For all the pixilated neon, it remains virtual. There is a dream world. In Dreams in Late Antiquity By Patricia Cox Miller (Google Amazon) shows how it is the other world, the world of dreams.

A passage from the book follows.

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