Weird dreams, part the 7897859489th:
 

Last night, I dreamed that I was at some philosophy forum: a whole bunch of us were there to listen to a group of people pontificating on this, that, and the other. One of the philosophy dudes was this corpse/skeleton. I remember thinking, "Of all those dudes, we should listen to him most of all. He has the right: he's been dead; he has perspective."