This dream was a re-occuring one, I've been here at least twice before. I own this stock room, and two woman keep bringing me boxes of fruit to store in it, for which they pay me money. From time to time I check through the contents to see their state, taking out the bruised, rotten and moldy ones. In the dream at Padmaloka I open one of the boxes and inside are a number of large pears, all of which have been, or are in the process of being, eaten away from the inside by ants.
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