THE SLEEPER AWAKENS

I've been feeling a bit directionless and looking for signs. When I picked up Dune for the seventh or eighth time I knew I was re-reading it for a reason. i think the reason is this poem

Do you wrestle with dreams?
Do you contend with shadows?
Do you move in a kind of sleep?
Time has slipped away.
Your life is stolen,
You tarried with trifles,
Victim of your folly.

-dirge for Jamis on the Funeral Plain,
from "Songs of Muad'Dib" by the prines Irulan.

Abu Hamza's trial starts tommorow.