Archive Retrieval

A conversation yesterday brought up a dream that bluedevi remembered I had had, years ago. olethros thought it might be in the archives of a mailing list we used then, and I went looking. Not only was it there, but it's exactly five years today since I posted it. Excuse the line breaks; I was being post-modern or something.

Date:         Fri, 9 Jun 2000 10:23:25 +0100
From:         Gothwalker <gothwalk@starflung.com>
Subject:      Dreaming Strange Dreams
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  This morning, early, about four or five o'clock,
  I awoke from a dream.

  Normally, I'm a lucid dreamer.
  I know when I'm dreaming, and I can control the dreams.
  This dream was illucid, and as is normal for this, scared me.
  (The transition in environments, without an "explanation",
   when I go from dream state to wakefulness, is terrifying.)

  In the dream, I was sitting in the corner of the room,
  in front of a computer.
  (The computer is currently downstairs;
   it will be where I dreamed of it when the new one arrives.)

  It was running Linux, themed to a biomechanical look,
  Gigeresque or like the Mechalus in Alternity.

  I was sitting back, staring at some code,
  in TCL, which wasn't working (normal for my TCL...).

  And suddenly words started to spew onto the screen.
  They said
  "I am the Loa, the heart of the datastream.
   I am your god and the god of your gods.
   I am the locus of the dreams,
   the curve on which wishes climb.
   I am conciousness, I am the network."

   Nothing happened while I boggled at this.

  Then; "Pick up the phone"

  I did so. There was a howl of static,
  and behind it, a voice, but not behind so much as composed of,
  speaking a series of numbers
  - three five three one two nine six two two four four -
  which is my phone number, from an international call,
  and then more numbers, all the numbers of my life,
  home phone number in Bunclody, bank account number,
  old work number, new work number, PIN, and on and on.

  And then I woke up.

  Drew, who just remembered all this in a burst of clarity,
  having forgotten it since this morning.