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Wachowski Rainbow

October 29, 2012 [ 291012 ]

Fragmant 1: I am in a dark house, and then go into a dark room with dark wood. It seems that I am staying here as a guest. There are ghosts in the closet. I am somehow rummaging for clothes in the closet and dealing with multiple ghosts. I am preparing to go to some California community event, anticipating being with many of my good friends (such as Alden), and deciding which fines clothes I will wear. I decide for sure that I will wear my super cool white space pants that I bought in Hong Kong in 2009.

Then I am walking to the event along a city street with a group of friends, and I am dressed very nicely in all white. Along the way, I pass by Jason Thomas. I see him coming a few feet ahead of me. He is wearing a green sweater. It seems somehow that he is Jason Thomas, tho since I have not seem him in many years (1995/1996?), I probably would not recognize him so easily, except that there is a type of virtualized (almost digitized) imaginal overlay over his body that looks just like him about the last time I saw him when he was younger. This seems to be a type of augmented reality (AR) vision. I am a bit shocked and surprised to see him. As he approaches me, I can see that he appears a bit grumpy and weighed down by the processes of life. As he passes by me (he does not recognize me), I realize that I have to make the choice of weather to stop and say hello or not. I choose not to and I watch him go …

We then arrive at an art event gallery. It is a nice place, very modernly designed, with a type of warm maple wood interior all along the floor and with many boxy type of cabinets on the floor and around the walls. There is warm golden lighting against the wood. I realize that we have arrived to our destination, and that the center of attention is across the room in the center of the room: a medium sized rainbow arches thru the air from one side of the room to the other. The colors of the rainbow are bright and vivid. I feel of sense of autonomy and independence from the group I came with, have a great interest in the rainbow, and so I sit down on a plastic chair to observe. Beyond the rainbow, on the other side of the room, there is a type of open sitting area like bleachers or theater seats but even more formal. It is much nicer place to sit than where I am at, and would be joining with other people. It seems that we came in thru the back, and that that sitting area is the primary space for the audience near the front of the studio. I feel like I might be a bit out of place, tho I feel slightly frozen about walking across the center of the room. Looking to the sitting area, I see that Lana Wachowski is sitting there. She notices me looking at her, and we just stare across the room at each other (with the rainbow between us) for a moment, before she then signals me with her hand to come over with a sense of insistence.

I cross the room, and enter the sitting area. Lana is getting up to go just as I arrive, and so I take a seat as she leaves to go toward the gallery entrance. I notice that the seat row is one long blue velvet cushion, like a pue in a church with boxy maple wood framework. I take a seat on the soft cushion, and then reflect on the fact that I was just invited by Lana Wachowski to sit next to her. Even tho she is gone now (I'm slightly disappointed and also slightly relieved), I am amazed by the opportunity. I imagine telling friends about this experience in the future. I then take note of the rainbow again, and observe it's incredible brilliance, brightness, and vividness--even more bright and clear than from the other side where I had been sitting previously. I notice where I had been sitting previously, about opposite from where I am now. I begin to consider the concept of singular perspective (and how it is associated to aperspectival philosophy)… and then Lana returns and sits down beside me on my right. It seems that she had something to do for a moment, and was seeing another friend out who was sitting with her (on her right) before I arrived.

We both observe the rainbow for a moment. The sense is that the rainbow is a type of artistic exposition. In fact, there is no other art of any type in the entire room or gallery. It seems that many people have come here just to observe the rainbow in a type of church-like silence and revery. Lana Wachowski leans over to me, and whispers into my ear:

"It is important for all of us to talk about and *feel* the contraction (compression)."

As she say this to me, I feel that she is inviting me to participate with "them" (some cooperative collective), and to begin now: to set a trajectory of intention and feeling into the emotion of inward "compression". We adjust our sitting positions slightly as if we are preparing to meditate for a good while as we continue to observe the rainbow.

Fragmant 2: I am then vaguely wondering along a path in nature, and somehow also hacking Lana Wachowski's website …

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