Hm. I just got up from about an hour-long nap, and… ::blink:: I can’t remember everything about what I was dreaming, but I know I had been dreaming, and it was very odd.
For one thing, the dream was a recursive one, with multiple levels at that: a dream within a dream within a dream within a dream, et cetera. In each dream, I was at home, but it was a surreally different version of the house; perhaps my room was rearranged or painted a different color, or perhaps everyone was standing outside and talking in the middle of the night. I distinctly remember that in one of the levels, some of the living room furniture had been moved into the bathroom, which had been remodelled to look more like a living space, and in another, the door to my dad’s bedroom instead led outside the house (and had inexplicably been left open).
Some other things I remember from the dream:
- MIDI files, like modules, could carry sound samples within them, and I thought this was very cool. I also remember having discovered the work of a composer named Sandy, who lived in New Zealand but whose web site was hosted on a domain in Denmark, that used this feature to create some very neat-sounding tunes.
- At one point I tried to access my own website, perhaps to post to my weblog, but got some really weird, inexplicable error that I can’t remember, from a domain registrar that I have nothing to do with.
- Part of the dream was almost like a video game, in which one had to solve a puzzle to get out of the virtually endless levels of dream-nesting and back to normalcy. Apparently this puzzle was introduced on a large array of television sets near the living room, for some reason. The solution involved looking into some representation of the sun (which I believe was also on a TV), and indeed, it did get things to the first level of the dream, where things were normal once again.
Really, you just couldn’t make this stuff up if you tried…
Cool. I like reading descriptions of dreams, but this is more interesting than anything I’ve heard of.