Naples Miscellany 10 (mid-January, 2008)
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What
is this strange power I have over garbage?!
They picked up the mountain of rubbish in front of
my building this morning for the first time in six
days. I have no idea if that reflects a general
bettering of the condition in the city at large or
whether a bolt of good luck just happened to hit
where I live. Whatever. I’ll take it. Strange,
though —I had a dream last night about that. I saw a
big empty space out in front, sidewalks clear, and
the rubbish bins empty, all clean as a whistle (a
grimy whistle, to be sure. I mean, you don’t want to
put your lips anywhere near it, but as metaphors go,
I’ll take that, too.) Skeptics will call my dream
coincidence; after all, garbage was on my mind and
they had to pick it up sooner or later, right?
Mystics will say I had a prescient dream. I choose
to think that my dream actually caused the event.
The Germans call this Traumkraft.
(They really don’t, but it's a lot better than Blitzkrieg or Lebensraum.)