The Secret of Rearrangement

The secret was to get inside whatever I was looking at, a bucket of water, a cow or a city like Toledo seen from above an oak tree. The doing of this gave me pleasure and I had the impression that the small changes I made from the inside gave pleasure to others. Yet when I woke up, I couldn't remember how it was done, and I no longer knew how to get inside things. There's much more in this book. And I think burger would be fine with this.