February 1, 2017
Wireless Down
The Wi-Fi is temporally down, being bounced, and so I decided to write up last night’s dream. Not the strangest one I’ve had, but fun and recommended if you are bored with your current perception of reality. If you are reading this, then the Wi-Fi is back up but my judgment regarding over sharing has not returned.
Last night as I dreamed, gravity and time were shifting phenomena. To start, I found myself sprawled over a large glass sphere, an orb floating in empty space. As to scale, spread out over the surface on my belly, my hands and feet did not quite reach halfway around. I was on “one side” of the smooth and transparent ball. At first, gravity was “below” me and below the sphere. A slight shift in my position caused the orb to spin freely around some fixed point at its center, and I began to swing down “below” toward the source of gravity. I was reminded of the time that I tried to balance on top of a stalled jet ski when being circled by sharks off the coast of Florida in 1991, but that’s a story for another time. Thank you for saving my life, George.
Anyway, the orb spun; or rather I spun the orb by way of my being pulled toward the source of gravity. I tried to right myself but once I had passed a tipping point there was nothing to do but hang on to the sphere, hugging it to stay connected to something in this disorienting space.
Gravity then shifted and began pulling from a different direction, off to the left and “up” somehow. So spinning I went still gripping the sphere. Up became down and I eventually resolved to my old position. Without anything but the memory of recent movement to orient by, eventually, the pull of gravity became the new “down”. The location of all of this being a large white room, so large that I could not see the walls just a sense of far-off white in all directions at some indistinguishable distance.
I tried to move a bit, but instead of moving away from gravity, I seemed to disturb the idea of gravity, and “down” moved again. So we swung once more, my butt leading the way. My fingers were gripping the orb as best they could, but it didn’t seem to sufficient cause for my maintaining our relative attachment, and as the realization dawned that my attachment to the orb was just a manifestation of my preference, gravity broke in two.
Gravity now pulled from two directions and I began to move, possibly toward some new equilibrium, but before I resolved into a new position, these two points of gravity moved again and I realized that I could move them around with my mind. So instead of trying to control my spinning on the orb by shifting my body, I began to control my movement through space by moving the relative positions of the two sources of gravity.
It had just occurred to me that this might be more challenging (and fun) if I split gravity further into multiple interacting pieces (including myself) when I realized time was just another assumption, and it broke instead.
Past and future became points of orientation; flexibly moved about as easily as the two points of gravity. The spinning orb became my perception of the present as I moved the broken pieces of the arrow of time around the room. I left the orb and rematerialized into different scenes of daily life, playing with the forces of time to change the perception of the moment. This is ever so much more challenging to explain than the movement of gravity, and I am appreciative of anyone who has read this far.
Playing with gravity and time it became possible to see any event, even something as simple as someone walking up a flight of stairs, as nearly any other situation I might imagine – the challenge becoming one of manipulating the number and orientation of the different points of gravity and time. Matter, structure, forces and the sequence of events were all malleable.
It was an exhausting experience. I’ll surely need a nap to recover from the night’s sleep.
