The Judge Who Came Other

The narrator tells us as the kid is waking up from the anesthesia, in that sleep, and in sleeps to follow the judge did visit. And this other man he could never see in his entirety, but he seemed an artisan and a worker in metal. He saw his own name which nowhere else could he have ciphered out at all, logged into the records as a thing already accomplished. In his delirium, he ransacked the linens of his palate for arms, but there were none. So that was my ether experience. Yeah.