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The Dream Invisibles

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02:18 / 20.04.04

I had really striking dream the other night...I just noticed this thread, and maybe they fit together.

I won't narrate the whole she-bang (unless someone is really excited by the teaser version); it was one of those hyper-realistic dreams, very colorful, even had scent elements, where things actually have a sort of logic beyond internal dream logic. The whole thing revolved around me inciting a prison break with three other inmates as we were being transferred in the back of a van...thing was, we were being transferred from this old hospital in the middle of rural England, but the hospital was just a cover story for the illegal experiments they were conducting on misdemeanor criminals they had inside, including us. The experiments were surgical and psychological and revolved around trying to harness the 'wild talent' of human teleportation.

This doesn't sound Invisibles on the surface, but the details of me trying to organize the prison break with these three odd-balls and the run we had to make for it by teleporting the stolen van from England to Las Vegas while being pursued by shadowy agents...Invisibles was what occurred to me when I awoke. I wouldn't call this a synchronicity, but it is an interesting coincidence.

03:00 / 20.04.04

huh...I just reread my dream journal entry and realized there was also a whole "ficsuit" angle to the thing, where I was telling the other three escapees (this total oddball crew: a fat, unshaven guy who I thought had a speech disorder cuz I couldn't understand the words he was using, just his meaning, and he was sorta sinister, like I thought he had been arrested for assaulting women; a little nervous guy with a moustache who had been arrested for refusing to pull over for a cop; and a young woman, cute and cynical, who was some kind of computer thief, told me she had stolen $52000 but didn't want to miss her $350 concert tickets...I found her incredibly attractive) that we had to set up multiple alternate identities and "we should be careful to make at least one close enough to ourselves to pass casual screening"...and in the margin of my journal beside it I wrote "Kirk Morrison/ Gideon Stargrave".

Later in the dream, when we had returned to break out the other inmates, I was trying to bluff my way past this surgeon in the hospital lobby (who was smoking a joint cuz it was graveyeard shift...that was the smell component of the dream, and I have scented dreams so infrequently it was definitely notable) I identified myself as "Dr. Huxley Grey" which really is one of my ficsuit personae...

Another drug connexxion: at one point, when we found three teleportation "loci" at the end of a dead-end gravel road, they were marked "London", "Rome", "Las Vegas", and the girl changed the sign that said "Rome" to one that said "Amsterdam" to throw them off our trail. When she wrote "Amsterdam" she did it in this weird vertical script, where all the letters were outgrowths of a vertical line, which now occurs to me as being suspiciously like a sigil...

Wow...well, this just upgraded to "synchronicity" for me.

[cue theremin please]

Funny thing is, and this may be tantamount to heresy here, I'm not even a big Invisibles reader. Only read handful of issues, though I've been interested in buying the trades for quite a while, so it isn't as though it plays some huge role in my psychic landscape.

03:35 / 20.04.04

the other night

had a lucid dream. At first i seemed to be a scene where i had returned to high school or even middle school, i think in a computer lab. Realizing it to be a dream I think i told the kids not to obey or something, either way I got up and left and they were questioning me. Laughing I went out to an elaborate chapel like lobby outfront, about to leave. There were decorations or art or something all around that I think I was explaining correlated to planets and seasons. (? something like this... was vague) I entered a room that connected to this vast room and i think there was some kind of struggle and it seemed to take on a comic or anime like quality. The thought crossed my mind that maybe this world is not just a hallucination or dream and I shouldn't be taking on other beings that may exist outside of me and more powerfully than me. I decided to try to wake my self up. As it began to happen, a woman who I think had long red hair and looked again as if from a vivid comic was saying something like, "You can't leave when we've gotten this far." but in the sense that I was "training her" and she was finally making progress....
thats all I can recall, and the memory of it is quite poor.

Nietzsch E. Coyote

10:55 / 20.04.04

Well Sine there are a number of elements from your dream that fits with the other dreams of this nature. The Stolen car and the Sexual attraction being big parts that stick out in my mind.

can you give us more about the writing thing?

22:22 / 22.04.04

can you give us more about the writing thing?

Sure, I can try. During the part of the dream where we were standing at the "teleportation loci" arguing about what to do, the girl figured she could throw Them off our trail by changing the markings on one of the signs, so she reached over and rubbed out "ROME" with her sleeve (I guess it was written inchalk or something) and wrote in "AMSTERDAM".

However, the way she wrote it was very peculiar, because though the letters were readable English, they were written to appear almost like vertical Sanskrit (is this right?), all connected into a single long character by a bar that ran along them or through them...I remember thinking something about an "ideogram" and something else about a "musical clef" but I don't remember what. Anyway, imagine any Asian script where the words are tied together by a common bar, and then stand it up and you have a rough idea, except this ideogrammatic clef spelled "AMSTERDAM". It wasn't until I posted the other night (after my first post, before my second) that in realized how similar this was to a sigil.

I dunno what else to say...have any questions?

Do you have more details of your dreams in this vein? I'm really interested now.

08:06 / 23.04.04

Last year in a very potent dream I got initiated into some sort of cult after having magickal combat with this doctor/guru person. It involved lots of different levels/planes - like if you imagine it as a vidoe game. Also entailed dinosaurs running amok and lots of telekinesis esp. for television adverts. I also got shown some Frater Achad handwritten stuff. Eventually the quack gave me a word of power to use for sonic concentration which I still use to this day on and off whilst meditating, to access a power animal. In the dream I experienced the most divine astral sex with my girlfriend, whilst we were watching ourselves have sex on a CCTV system!!!! Makes a change from casting sigils in the dreaming against adversaries in underground canal systems at Hull!!!!!

Nietzsch E. Coyote

09:45 / 23.04.04

Was the televisions stuff like John Crow used in invisibles? or more like wsb's cut up stuff?

can we mine a technique or two out of these dreams?

Bard: One-Man Humaton Hoedown

18:38 / 23.04.04

I had a dream that sort've involved the INvisibles, or various iterations there-of. I had one dream where I was a psychic recruited by the government who rebelled and was hunted down by my former commander (the strange thing is, this was the dream where I literally learned the mental "muscles" that involved flight...I just can't make them flex now!). I had another dream about fighting some sort of weird alien masquerade invaders with magic and superpowers (it was far weirder than just super-hero stuff).

I do recall having a dream a while back about masked revolutionaries fighting tanks that were marauding along the streets of my old home town.

...needless to say, I have some really weird comic book-esque dreams. That and dreams about video games and books that don't exist.

22:58 / 23.04.04

In the dream that I was on about the television advert was for a popular brand of washing machine with Reeves & Mortimer - so if yer from Britain you can guess wot the soundtack went like to that particular segment - around the outskirts of the film set there were pychics moving washing machines by mind alone. Didn't enter it but passed it and viewed it. The stuff about sex and watching you doing it as well - um highly voyeuristic, almost like a mirror to one's owm actions. Yes in some ways influenced by said graphic tome and also by WSB and loadsa other shit. I dunno - televisual magick, remember that TOPY leaflet? Some of it seemed like 2000AD "Future Shocks." I think alot of the stuff I read up on and soak in a slacker type fashion has fed me huge references/signifiers. (in a semiotical sense) Power to the dreaming!!!!

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