Entering The Depths

From Divine Inebriation

A few days ago I dreamt I was in an antique jeweler’s shop. He didn’t have much, but I spotted one ring. It was large, made up of three thin, white, square pieces (the jeweler told me it was made of bone), joined together on top, and the base of the ring was made of wood. The miniature carving on the front of the white pieces was like one of those old paintings of Jesus. A side pose. A brown-ish halo around his head. I was spell-bound by the carving and…