The universe comes apart, by John

The universe comes apart, by John

I get a sense of reality shifting, feel as if it is coming undone. I hear the ping of metal fasteners, see that dark panels of sky are sliding aside to reveal bright light behind them, look down at my arm and notice that the hair on it is no longer attached and that it’s losing its shape. I hear distant voices, strain to understand them and know that they are the mechanics of the universe. Bolts and springs, some of them incredibly tiny,...

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Sound Recording: Hypnagogic Dream

Sound Recording: Hypnagogic Dream

SOUND RECORDING. CLICK IMAGE TO PLAY: I tried to capture a recording of a hypnagogic state for seven months with a voice activated recorder by my head when I napped or fell asleep. I kept trying to narrate the state and I knew I was close, but every time I tried, I woke myself up. I finally captured this one. I’ve been trying for a long time to record another one, but it’s very hard to do....

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Sexy Succubus, by Polly

Sexy Succubus, by Polly

I am enveloped into a dream. The empty void of my awareness pulls me into a reality that is as real as any I’ve experienced. As I rouse from blissful unconsciousness I feel a weight on my chest. Sleepy and unable to move I become aware of a presence in the blackness of the room. It’s a strangely familiar sensation. I know you, I think from the blur of slumber. I become aware of an ecstatic warmth between my legs. There’s a pressure, a...

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Cubist Man, by Jennifer

Cubist Man, by Jennifer

In waking reality, I lie down on a couch at a book launch party for Xenolinguistics. I enter a hypnagogic state. A cubist style man sitting in a chair operates a big industrial looking machine that rotates around, places his glasses on his face, then places a drink in his hand. Then he becomes a large framed painting from the waist up, sitting in a leather wing chair atop the legs of a man. During this hypnoidal dream, I am also listening to my...

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visions and possession: dream experience by Jennifer

The Women’s Visionary Congress Oneironauticum is perhaps the strongest experience I’ve had yet with Calea zacatechichi. That’s saying a lot. The night was extremely cold. Curled shivering in the pullout bed of my beloved VW Westfalia Baby, I drifted into a particularly clear state of hynagogia and had a beautiful dream vision. I saw a tree growing very slowly. It started out small and spindly, and then began to widen and extend out. The...

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