Morpheus Possessed is a book about dreams. In it, the author, who unabashedly shares some of his most graphic and bizarre visions, asks: Do we dream the life we live? Or are we the misshapen leftovers of someone else's wild imagination? Are the memories we erect and store along the way mere mental constructs lacking tangible reality? If life is a wakeful dream, is reality the lethal mirror image of the dreams we weave? One thing is clear: When we cease to dream, all that we are ceases to be. Everything else is a tawdry clich